On account of Star Wars Day, here’s a small poem dedicated to my dad! We are all avid literature and cinema aficionados in my family but my father and I share an exceptional love for sci-fi and thriller films especially the Star Wars and Star Trek saga.
This poem recounts the very first time my father narrated the story of Anakin Skywalker to me when I was just 5 years old. After that, we made it a point to watch them all together by renting the DvDs-unforgettable memories! And now, nearly 17 years later, I am gearing up to see the final instalment in the cinema with him.
Without my father; I never would have understood the Star Wars mania or fallen in love with the Skywalker twins, Han Solo and countless others and for that; I am forever grateful to him.
Lastly, May The Fourth Be With You!
NaPoWriMo Day 22! Today’s prompt was to express something about another form of art. In this short poem, I have paid homage to the art forms of painting and dancing. This poem is also incredibly special to me as the image used today was digitally illustrated by my best friend, a brilliant artist who is also the focus of the first section. The second section is about the way I perceive dance, my other passion apart from writing.
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Hurrah! One week of NaPoWriMo done! Today’s prompt was to write a poem of gifts that we would give ourselves and others. The left page is my interpretation while the right page in parentheses, expresses my thoughts regarding the complexity of the prompt. Happy Reading!
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Her beauty unmatched and ethereal,
Adorned in her hair, loving myrtle.
She gazed on him down below
As he shed tears of sorrow.
He felt her presence, near yet far—
Circling round like morning star.
He stared at the dark Night,
Wherein their love shone bright.
The two star cross’d lovers
Long’d to be in arms together,
One reached downwards and the other up high-
As the stars did realign themselves in the sky.