An Incomplete Story

An Incomplete Story

Neither all stories are true
nor do all have a happy ending.
Sometimes we may find a clue
Sometimes it is teeth grinding!
Life is one long zigzag story -
our characters are long or brief.
Consider your role transitionary,
If destiny is God... time is a thief!
© Taruchaya

2021 April PAD Challenge: Day 15
Prompt, write a _____ story poem.

Love For Food

Love for Food

Weekends work as catalyst
to incite our hidden craving.
Fingers curl into the fist…
Umm…chicken wings are enticing!
That pizza with overflowing cheese.
That burger with French fries.
This heart doesn’t feel any unease
as good food needs no disguise.
Love for food is bona fide –
only those who agree understand.
It’s so hard to select and decide –
cravings do get out of hand.
Lucky are those who place the order
before they get sold out.
But night owls like me have to suffer…
Unlucky foodies can only pout!

© Taruchaya

2021 April PAD Challenge: Day 13
Prompt, write a Lucky and/or Unlucky poem.

Teenage

Teenage

As I reached my 13th birthday,
I learnt Im now a teen.
And less than 10 years away,
it’ll end with number 19.
“Big deal!” I foolishly thought,
what might actually change?
I was wrong, beyond any doubt,
when things started turning strange.
Eww, the acne…arghhh…hair growth,
where they never existed before!
Tragedy covered in layers of loath
creeped me out more and more.
Crazy hormones did crazier things –
I’m sure all of you felt the same.
Teenage changes so many things…
don’t be fooled by its fancy name!

© Taruchaya

2021 April PAD Challenge: Day 11
Prompt, write a prime number poem.

Get Together

Get Together

Hey sweetheart, how was your day?
For so many hours you were away.
I searched for you far and nearby.
I looked for you up in the sky.
When I got too tired to search,
I rested awhile on that pigeon’s perch.
Look, I gathered something to eat
and splashed some water on my feet.
I’ve been waiting for you all evening.
Glad you’re back, my dearest darling!
Now it’s time for us to return.
Another day’s work is fruitfully done
Whether it’s bad or fair weather
separation only makes us get together.

© Taruchaya

2021 April PAD Challenge: Day 10
Prompt, write a Get ____ poem.

Photograph

Photograph

I have seen you gazing lovingly.
I have seen you silently cry.
I have seen you laugh rejoicingly
and regrettingly sigh.
I’ve seen you change with age.
I’ve seen you evolve and grow.
Escaping your own thought’s cage,
I watched you escape – I know.
You and I- we are the same.
You’re half and I’m the other half.
Still caged in a photoframe,
Im just a photograph.

©Taruchaya

2021 April PAD Challenge: Day 9
Prompt, write a persona poem (for an inanimate object).

These Stairs

2021 April PAD Challenge: Day 8
Prompt, write a metaphor poem.


	

Lost Glory

2021 April PAD Challenge: Day 7
Prompt, write a villain poem.

Change might unchange

Change might unchange

“Do you have any change?
I came to buy some groceries.
Seeing such a wide range,
Im short of a few pennies.
Now I need to get a cart
to carry the items to the car.
They will soon close the mart
and my home is quite far.”
Will you help a stranger in need
if you ever encounter one?
Or with certain people accede,
compassion is owed to none.
Kindness is a rare virtue,
if your conscience is still alive.
Change might unchange too,
if humanity wants to thrive.

© Taruchaya

2021 April PAD Challenge: Day 6
Prompt, write a Change and/or Don’t Change poem.

The First Chance

The First Chance

Homesick people will know
when they find it hard to go.
For whatever reason it may be,
they just can't beat destiny.
Childhood home beckons the heart.
As adults we always move apart.
Still at times we feel homesick
when tedious day plays mind trick.
The smell of home fills the mind
Memories that aren't left behind
Now the first chance that comes by
I'll go home if I could fly!
© Taruchaya

2021 April PAD Challenge: Day 5
Prompt, write a The First ______ poem.

Busy Birds

Busy Birds

Busy bustle of weekday morning
A break between classes
A yawn followed by some stretching
Putting down sweaty glasses
As I come near the window ledge
The pool sparkles in the sun
A pair of pigeons sat on the edge
Having a serious conversation
They bob their heads in dissent
Preen their feathers to look nice
Coo if they luckily assent
Flap wings in the water to entice
They can talk without words
Argue without any sound
I love to see the busy birds
They never fail to astound

©Taruchaya

2021 April PAD Challenge: Day 3
Prompt, write a communication poem.