midnight power outage
employment interviews
on the upcoming day
I hear the neighbour
using my catchphrases
Aishwarya Vedula
Aishwarya13
Aishwarya is a budding poet from Bilaspur, Chhattisgarh, India. She is a living paradox with oxymoronic feelings. Most of her days are spent contemplating her thoughts, later drafting it down. She feels alliteration is her better half and you would find her pressed, lost in pages, words of found poetry and novels everyday.
Unbelievable, Hour 18/Prompt 18, 2022
ecstasy
name combiner
looks faded
we solved with our favourite
fictional characters name
mentioned on hallucinating pages
Treasure and Treasure, Hour 17/Prompt 17
Twinning on a Thursday evening
with my friend Nine,
a green, shabby yet shy one,
but doesn’t hesitate to join.
We went to barber shop,
on the way we found,
he bought me a pistachio ice cream,
I gave him my calm.
Distorted Squares: Hour 16, 2022
An eyeshadow palette
filled with sand
consisting particles
of broken bottles
of broken shells
carrying letters
found at the seashore,
read them only to escape boredom
Moonchild: Hour 15/Prompt 15, 2022
On a night full of stars,
I drink wine stirred by the flowers.
I raise my glass offering a glass to moon,
and noticed my shadow holding the same.
The gentle sensationn of seclusion
down the throat,
softening the syllables of every word uttered.
Seeking the slices of the moon,
on a table covered with upholstery planets
Artic in Me, Artist in Me : Hour 14, 2022
midnight
purple aurora rushing through my skin
glucose drip
The Generation of Colours
Source: A Blackout culled from Page 63, Chapter 9, Where The Crawdads Sing
Reunion of the Repentant: Hour 12/Prompt 12, 2022
40 years later
we met again
wearing uniform
monochrome tuxedo
some were crying
some were playing dead
Tinted Cheeks: Hour 11/Prompt 11, 2022
pure dew
as mothers
perceive
the little one’s
toothless mouth
when widens with tinted cheeks.
Type: A cherita poem
On the way to Osteoderm- Hour 10/Prompt 10, 2022
We were on the way to Osteroderm,
a new amusement park in the town of Swamp.
I wore a green dress,
to feel like a forest princess.
When we reached the location,
I see nothing but a huge alligator nation.
Definitely it was “amusing”,
moreover frightening.
The spikey land had a sign board highlighting
“Croc and Alli, aren’t the same valley”
The swings were both land and aqua based.
Essentially, the little green dress seemed as if I own the park.
I wondered if the park had any potions,
that I can consume to be huge.
Not for the uniqueness,
I seek out of this miniature world,
but to pet these slides,
of an alligator and crocodile.
Their green brown shade reminds me of the other world filled with colours and people who are sceptical about colours..