Festive Mood #MirrorCinquain

Respond
to God’s grace and
goodness with gratitude
of the previous year nurtured
by you
Joyous
festive mood of the festival
graciously acknowledges
sacrifices
with joy

©️ janeaguiar

Pic. Credit: Google image

Written in response to: https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2021/11/23/tankatuesday-weekly-poetry-challenge-no-253-themeprompt/

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Our Lady #Tanka

Our lady visited
about two years later now
festive occasion
anger resentment forgot
grand celebration was held

©️ janeaguiar

Hi Everyone,

Good evening !

This is my 100th post and Luckily it’s “Our Lady” #Tanka. Thank you readers and followers, this happy moment has come to me because of you. You appreciate, inspire and comment me. This is the reason I write more and more. Thank you and God bless you all!(474 followers). Happy Thanksgiving everyone!🙏💖

Written in response to: Tanka-Tuesday-weekly-prompt

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Crawls Around #ReverseEtheree

Like a lover crawls around his girlfriend
the butterfly crawls on the flowers
they try to seduce each other
the joy of satisfaction
experience of love
in togetherness
the nectar sucked
both of them
enjoyed
fun

©️ janeaguiar

Written in response to: https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2021/11/16/tankatuesday-weekly-poetry-challenge-no-252-photoprompt/

⭐I tried Reverse Etheree for the first time. Please, let me know about it.🙏

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White #Butterflycinquain

Pure white
symbol of peace
like an old woman’s hair
White cotton flowers take flight to
the sky
It can be seen stuck here and there
peace is felt everywhere
feels like winter
arrived

©️ janeaguiar

This post is part of https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2021/11/09/tankatuesday-weekly-poetry-challenge-no-251-synonymsonly-or-tastetherainbow/

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#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge: #Poet’s Choice – My Room

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My room
is neat and cool
where my soul gets attracted,
experienced all emotions
right here.

With her clean handkerchief
she gently wiped his face
trust tells me to embrace
his narrow path.

This print
strengthens my faith
in all the storms of life
whenever feel low and lonely
in life.

This post is part of Colleen’s Syllabic Challenge

⭐I tried combining two forms: for example, I wrote a Cinquain followed by an Abhanga and finished with another Cinquain.

This is my first try. Let me know, please.

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#TANKATUESDAY Weekly

#Poetry Challenge No. 248

#Photoprompt

Wild
flowers
with perfect
medicinal
use

This post is part of https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2021/10/19/tankatuesday-weekly-poetry-challenge-no-248-photoprompt/

Himalayan flowers and roots have been used in medicine since ancient times.💜

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Revenge Part I #Flash Fiction

Shruti got married and came home with her husband. Her husband’s parents kept their honeymoon in a famous 5 star hotel instead of at home. Shruti’s friends teased her and let her go.”Tell us tomorrow, who among you won,” her friend said jokingly. Somehow Shruti was embarrassed.

Their honeymoon room was decorated. There were rose petals all over the bed. There was soft music in the room. The scent of room freshener was everywhere. There was a pleasant atmosphere everywhere and in a glass bowl in the middle of the room, there were rose petals in rose water and in the middle a pink candle was burning. The edges of the bed were decorated with garlands of jasmine flowers.

She sat up in bed, stunned because she had never worn such a heavy sari and had never worn so many gold ornaments. It was all too heavy for her.

She had not slept the night before because of the large number of visitors. Still, she was eagerly waiting for her husband, dreaming of a happy life.

When she woke up in the morning, her husband was nowhere to be seen. She was alone and there was sleep in her eyes. She got up and looked for him in the washroom. He was nowhere to be seen.

Just then someone knocked on the door of the room and she opened the door. Her husband was standing outside with a bouquet.

#eugi’sweeklyprompt-bouquet

As soon as he entered the room. He said, “You are very proud of money. When I proposed to you two years ago, you scolded me and said, ‘Improve your body and lifestyle and then propose to a girl like me. Now look, I made a body, money and plastic surgery to make you fit. Look, I’m back”. she said,you came back, but we are meeting for the first time”.

He said,”You are a fool and I don’t have time to talk to foolish people.”You can try. I will be here at this spot for the next two hours from now.(he shows her the image), “If you want to apologize and rub your nose on my feet, come on”.( hits the following image on her face)

#writephoto-folly

He didn’t stop to watch her react. He didn’t hear her, threw a bouquet on her face, slammed the door and left.

Shruti didn’t know what to do, so she controlled herself and returned to her parents’ house. Everyone at home started asking, what happened? Is there a quarrel? How did she come alone and why didn’t her husband come? How did you come back without going to your husband’s house? The family bombarded her with questions but she could not hear anything.

She went straight to her room. She took off her heavy clothes and jewelry and threw them into the room. Wearing blue jeans and a black T-shirt, carrying her father’s pistol in her hand, she went out to do black acts. She was angry that her family’s reputation had been tarnished. She was literally trembling with anger. Thoughts were coming to her mind just as fast as she was driving the car…….

I have expressed her feelings like this:

Anger filled in me
I couldn’t wait to meet you
Symmetric building
Left the house with an anger
For tranquility of mind

This post is part of Colleen’s Syllabic Challenge # Tanka poem

Write photo – Folly

Eugi’s weekly prompt – Bouquet

Reena’s Xploration Challenge – Prompt#199

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Synonyms chosen here are for Family – House and for peace – Tranquility. I tried Tanka poem for the first time.