This prompt is a little different. Read the first step, follow it, then read the second step follow it, and then read the third step. Step 1 Write a ten line narrative poem. (A narrative poem is a poem that tells a story.) It should…
Category: Poetry Prompts
Poem 3
My mornings and nights Mornings are beautiful. Some feels it, some not. But all says the same.. Nights are wonderful. Some wait for that wonder to happen, some not. But all says the same.. We made it and mould it the way we want to…..
Before Darkness – Prompt Three
Before darkness falls Little fairies cast a spell Of fantasy dreams
Before Darkness
Before darkness was known… There was only light! Yet darkness was shown; As to illuminate the night. Before darkness was dark… It made all creatures blind. They heard the singing of a lark; And heard only words of the kind. Before darkness was named; It…
Before Darkness
Delighted for the coming spring, Clouds started dancing and jumping, not noticing, while they are twirling, their handsome dress started falling, Unveil a grey cloak, unbelieving, and disapproving.
Guns and bullets (Roses)
The world has stop For every bullet drop. Endless cry of a broken spirit echoes, Until it scream no more. Desperate tears dried out and It flows no more. Anger reverberate, in a series of echoes in the wilderness and Stopping no more. Guns and…
Before Darkness
No more light I thought we were right Inspiration in my hand Trying hard to understand Thought that he would be the man Now I’m simply faded. Wondering if I really could Will things be better if I should? Never for a minute thought I…
Before darkness
Dark nights in the town, The moon wore a bridal gown. The stars looked happy, twinkled and smiled around. The moon looked graceful but is missing now. The nights are grey, only shadows dance. Why is the moon so shy? Where has she gone, hidden…
Summer Passed – Prompt Two
Time fades as he forgets Holding onto his love In hopes of memories As summer passed In time forgotten
Hour 3 Prompt – Before Darkness
Holding the first light In their petals These summer flowers Quite often talk to me The sudden pull of emotions Or hammock of thoughts within me Silently the dewdrops unwrap And I as drench in the fragrance They hide behind the mist of night again