Dark Spell… #prosepoetry #haibun #ekphrastic-poem

where dawn meets the dusk
my arms outstretched for a hug
became straight line

Kir stretches out his arms to embrace Zhenya passionately

With the help of a dark spell, she forces him to love her again but she chants the wrong spell and stops the fountain, the flow of water and time.

the season’s image
reflection in calm water
like soul’s mirror image

He deceives her in love but she loves him deeply
After learning that she will be the mother of his child, she wants him back
She meets a Yogini and learns a dark spell interestingly

In the wedding ceremony of the lovers,
she recites, ‘I am yours and you are mine’
Thinks that her best friend and her groom are true lovers

She steps down and falls.
The groom helps her, though it disrupts their wedding
As she chants, her lover re-enters her life only to shower love like heavy rainfall

He is so engrossed in love that he is not even aware of the child
Loves only and does not allow to take care of the baby
Finally, bored and panicked, she becomes wild

Plans to kill him and an accident occurs
Even after he dies, his soul yearns
to become forever hers

Amo” I love you!
love deeply from head to toe
dark spell, drowns me in you

Copyright ©️2022 Jane Aguiar

Pic Credit: Dark spell

Written in response to:

what-do-you-see-156 by Sadje

tankatuesday-poetry-challenge-no-294-10-18-22-ekphrastic-photoprompt by Colleen

w3-prompt-25-weave-written-weekly by David

⭐” Amo” means boss. She becomes the boss as she rules his soul.

⭐⭐ I tried to write idyll haibun for #tankatuesday-syllabic-poetry (one prose and one haiku) according to the rule, the title should connect to the poem.

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Motherhood #poetry #haiku

The lessons of motherhood
were never learned
before becoming a mother.
After becoming a mother,
I suddenly realised
the pattern of motherhood.

I understood
when she was crying
with hunger
and when she was crying
with stomach ache.

As a child she realized
that the person
who feeds her is hers
and every time she cries
the same person comes
and feeds her
giving love and affection.

Now, as she grows older,
she learns to control her emotions.
She hides her tensions.
Now, it’s my turn.
I have to change the relation.
I have to be her friend,
so that her life would be open to me
as a book and so I think,
“I have untapped abilities, waiting to be discovered.”

Musky scented white
spring’s lily of the valley
blessed motherhood

©️ Jane Aguiar

Pic Credit:Longfield Gardens

Written in response to:

Reena’s xploration Challenge

Tankatuesday-weekly -poetry-challenge

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Sketchy Life #tankaprose

Once the fire was burning with anger. The flames rose so high that sparks were soaring in the sky. The Gods were so frightened that they ran to God Varuna and he arranged rain to calm the fire.

From then on, the fire seemed to have something attractive in the water. He found her cool and sweet. So when water falls on him, his anger calms down, but the water realises how hot the fire was and how difficult it was to live with him.

The two still love each other, but from a distance, as the water tries to get closer to the fire, it evaporates.

Your fragrance in me
reminds me of the rainbow
come back o’ my life
fickle mind is not stable
life without you is sketchy

©️ Jane Aguiar

Pic Credit: Pinterest

Written in response to: https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2022/03/22/tankatuesday-weekly-poetry-challenge-no-266-3-22-22-themeprompt/

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – soaring

⭐ I had to give a home visit last week due to the low number of children in our school and so I couldn’t publish or visit your blogs. I apologise.

The education system is suffering as children drop out of school. Knowing their problems, we are now trying to solve them.

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Verdant Prosperity #haiku #tanka

Fresh vegetation
that’s unsophisticated
verdant naive life

A form of beryl
crystallizes in a mass
prismatic crystals
mislabeled as emerald
it’s a stone named smaragdus

©️ Jane Aguiar

Pic Credit: Google and Pinterest

I have presented two forms: haiku and tanka. The words Verdant and Emerald represent colour.

Written in response to:


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End of One Valentine #tankaprose

A good man died and went to heaven. The door to heaven was closed and two clocks hung on the door wall. One was showing the time on earth and the other was showing the time in heaven.

As soon as he reached the gates of heaven, he was welcomed by God’s clerk then God’s clerk warned him not to get any stuff inside. The good man said, ‘I didn’t get anything with me.’

God’s clerk said, ‘Please take the weight off your head.’ The good man asked, ‘What weight and how to lower it?

The clerk of God answered, ‘Give up all your hopes and aspirations.If you fall in love with someone, get rid of it. Lighten your mind, then the door of heaven will open for you.’

Clerk continued, ‘I want to read your whole life before God, then God will decide what to do with you, whether to send you to heaven or again to the same hell by giving rebirth.

A busy schedule
brought a sudden stop to life
severe heart attack
valuable life wasted
the end of one valentine

©️ Jane Aguiar

Written in response to: https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2022/02/15/tankatuesday-weekly-poetry-challenge-no-261-2-15-22-photoprompt/

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Orange #butterflycinquain

symbols sunshine
like a sunset image
everyone eat it as it is
but the extreme cold and covid
gives us a sore throat
it’s better to
take care

©️ Jane Aguiar

Pic Credit: Sunset

Written in response to:

Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge

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Advent Calendar #Badger’sHexastich

calendar lights
the world in December
to celebrate the birth
of Jesus Christ
with care

The world
makes candy sticks
hollies, wreath, gifts, candles
cards,bells, Santa Claus cap
and Christmas tree
of hope

©️ janeaguiar

⭐I selected Badger’s Hexastich poem form from PoetsCollective.org and presented two poems of the same.

Badger’s Hexastich is:
a poem in 6 lines.
syllabic, 2/4/6/6/4/2.
unrhymed, optional rising and falling end-words.

Written in response to:

Tankatuesday- weekly-poetry-challenge

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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

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


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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