Author's Note: The below poem came from a conversation we had.

@Haniju1129 : Let's do conversation in the circle with rhyme and we will frame it into a poem. So are you guys ready?
Me: Ok we should try!
Anonymous : Let's do it..

And so that's how we finally came up with this poem. Incomplete, with just a few points. Hope you like it!😅

A Busy Day

That smell is fowl,
coming from my bowl,
I wish to rock and roll,
and we will drop the party ball.

We will dance till we fall,
I am watching the super bowl,
It was fun to play ball,
especially when you catch the ball and fall.

Now I grew so tall,
I grew taller than a pole,
still playing in the stadium hall,
and practising throwing ball on the wall.

I miss the days when i used to fall,
but now I am in a wooden hall,
this place feels like a mall
and full of interesting stall.

Wait, where's the toy store,
coz I need a souvenir doll,
to gift my internet troll,
and hand out all night like an owl.

Now I am sitting on a rock,
in the navy dock,
with his noisy rooster cock,
it is as white as a chalk,
and it feels like it is full of talk.

Wait, my best friend just came LOL,
he is a funny troll,
ready to strike tall,
and my rooster is playing with the ball after it went prone.

We both can hear the rooster growl,
while choking on our baseball,
till it feels lost,
and now it threw it out like a lollipop.

We were chilling to hip-hop,
then I bounced on my way back home,
the roads felt like Rome,
with all the shiny dome.

Alas, it bottled down to charging my phone,
keeping it above the drawer,
and I fell asleep all alone...

The End.....


In Collaboration with - #Haniju and ##anonWrites
#review #NG

I asked myself
A question
Why I didn't cry
That day when you said
He's no more
Why was I so calm
That I almost felt
Awkward
To be not crying

And I asked myself
A question
Why I didn't cry
When you hugged me tight
Thinking of my pain
Crying in grief
And I was weirdly
Chill

And I asked myself
A question
Why I didn't cry
When I was all around
Distressed souls
Crying for a lost soul
And I was wandering around
Craving for a few snacks

And I asked myself
A question
Why I didn't cry
When I watered the path
Around the body
And walked around
The path of confusion

And I asked myself
A question
Why I didn't cry
When I set the fire
To the body
And Everyone said their
Last goodbyes
But I still tried
To make my eyes wet
While confused as
To stand close or far
From the scorching heat

And I asked myself
A question
Why I didn't cry
When I faked to stand
A little longer
Kept trying to force those tears
Out of my eyes
But they still won't come
And I still won't move

And I asked myself
Was there no love
Among all those years
Or was there no emotion
In those memories
I still talk about
Or was I shocked that damn hard?
That it made me numb

Author's note - This is an experience of me in 8th Standard and my first try to express that experience into words 😅

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