I was running out of ideas and had to google for a shape on which I could write a shape poem. Here’s a duck shape poem. Hope you enjoy reading it.
Its
voice,
a rhyme ,a
charm,
echo
o f
time
forever
gone , piercing into
bulky stillness of night , crowned
by the solitude of silence, silhouettes
and shadows ,dancing under an umbel of
darkness, ever so present. slowly it
swims, on a crystal lake,gentle breeze
ruffles its silky silver feathers,
—-—–a soothing touch of relief, a refreshing smile—————
The mirror couldn’t hide, its bleeding
grief, an ending saga of ridicule, but
it reflected,an unfaltering courage to survive,
that even grey shades couldn’t conquer.
It was not just a reflection ,but an
image of its reality,
veiled
under
a soul
..hurt
b u t
pure . Will
she swim
out?
Cheers!!!
@Kavya
@Sankoobaba
thanks a ton 😀
jhakkas idea!!
good poem!!
keep it up…