Extraordinary

They told me I was ordinary.
They pointed out my limitations.
They laughed when I said-
I will conquer the world.
They jeered when I declared-
I am more than a mere girl.
Then they began stamping out
My originality,
My fire,
My every impulse.
I conformed.
I conformed until
I saw the view
over their shoulders.
Then I exploded.
       -Mia

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NaPoWriMo 1: Atlas

Prompt: Baggage

Atlas

Atlas walked down the lonely lane.

The weight of the sky caused him to wane.

Stars cut his flesh and left behind

Trails of blood, and scars, and pain

Stardust burnt his eyes.

It wasn’t tears, just the dust.

He could feel his immortality

slithering away, sinking into a hole .

And the essence of him fading into obscurity.

Atlas missed his beloved Calypso.

Her gentleness, her warmth, his daughter.

All they had done was stand by their beliefs.

And for this, they were punished.

Punished hard and punished brutally.

Punished with a longing that would last eternally.

He was trapped in this space; this place of nothing.

Empty, vacant, null, deserted, isolated, lonesome.

Could you blame him for wanting to escape?

Could you blame him for wanting to trick someone

into bearing this infinite burden instead?

-Mia

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One of my friends Saiber convinced me to participate in the NaPoWriMo challenge which basically stands for National Poetry Writing Month: a poem a day for 30 days. I don’t know whether I’ll end up writing 30 poems or not but I can try, right?

For the sake of Poetry

For the sake of Poetry

A look, a glimpse, a smile.
The make my long dormant creativity come alive.

A greeting, a word, a handshake.
I go through this sensuous torture
For poetry’s sake

A kiss, a caress, an involuntary sigh.
This pandemonium of senses bleeds
my emotions dry

I let myself be broken again and again
All so that my poetry becomes
the Phoenix of my Pain
     -Mia

Pain

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