Goa, 2020
Caravan began to move forming chain of thoughts
Over the time we sat connecting the dots
Intuitive senses developed somewhere in between
New perspectives emerged with experiences umpteen
Coming to the point from where it all arose.
Inkling of the dawn awakened the meadows.
Deep down the truth churns, following the gut,
Eternal joys to life never have a shortcut.
Neverending inspiration flows all around,
Countless images formed, deeply profound.
Effortlessly words flow as metaphors spin
Surprisingly the key to the lock lies within.
-payal
22/10/2020
My favourite form Acrostic for Day 22 of OctPoWriMo.
Acrostic Poetry is where the first letter of each line spells a word, usually using the same words as in the title.
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Oh beautiful... Yes everything lies within.. questions as well as thier answers.. 🧘
ReplyDeleteWonderful acrostic form, beautifully penned.
ReplyDeleteI love this perspective. "Inkling of the dawn awakened the meadows" perhaps a foretelling of the new intuitive powers emerging...
ReplyDeleteI love this perspective. "Inkling of the dawn awakened the meadows" perhaps a foretelling of the new intuitive powers emerging...
ReplyDeleteA hopeful poem. Thank you. Loved this:
ReplyDeleteNeverending inspiration flows all around,
"Countless images formed, deeply profound.
Effortlessly words flow as metaphors spin
Surprisingly the key to the lock lies within." xoA
Beautiful - loved Inkling of the dawn awakened the meadows.
ReplyDeleteDeep down the truth churns, following the gut