This is a Cyhydedd Naw Ban. It is a simple Welsh poetic form that uses couplets to keep things even within each poem. Each line in the stanza is nine syllables long. The stanza has an even number of lines.
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This poem is a Fox Septet. It was developed by Ritbfox and is written as follows. The first line of the poetry is also the last. Line 1: 3 syllables Line 2: 5 syllables Line 3: 7 syllables Line 4:
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Year 2017 Murugesa sat huddled in his match-box sized room watching a Tamil news channel. The lady spoke non-stop, keeping pace with the pictures and videos that kept streaming in live from Chennai’s Marina beach about people protesting against the
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For the umpteenth time, I checked on my wearables – specially the badges I had received for my exemplary contribution in service. I was ready for the Independence Day Parade tomorrow. Finally! I would be the parade commander of the
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#ArtooninnWritersRoom #Augustwritingprompt A love story from the perspective of a Panipuriwala. “Am I in heaven?” I whispered to an Angel who exuded beauty and light. Her presence seemed to tranquilize my restless soul. “Yes, God has decreed you stay here
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I sit by the large windows every day And wonder what is it that took you away, Away, beyond the snow-capped peaks Maybe, far into the jungles of the east. I think long and hard for reasons beyond me, What
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I stood near the only window in the dreary room, straining my neck to see what was happening downstairs. As I expected, the cacophony rose and ebbed like a discordant storm preparing to gain a foothold on the city. The
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The Link’in Poem is an 11-line, stanzaic poem, built by using the last letter of each line as the first letter of the next line. The twist in the form is that, the first letter of the first line becomes the
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#ArtoonsinnWritersRoom #JulyWritingEvent 2 I clearly remember that day in 1780. Boom! The entire ammunition depot of the British was on fire. Flames leapt up to the sky but no greater than what burned in my heart. All of them rejoiced.
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This poem revolves around a conversation with death. Death is sad and melancholic. In this poem, I have imagined death to be a living creature and penned my thoughts as a conversation with it if I were to enter into
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