#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo 2024, Day 5
Let memories shed
Like caducous filaments
Not burrow so deep
Into the crevices and nooks
Of my shredded, bleeding heart
© Aneesha Shewani
https://www.bluepenstrokes.com
#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo 2024, Day 5
Let memories shed
Like caducous filaments
Not burrow so deep
Into the crevices and nooks
Of my shredded, bleeding heart
© Aneesha Shewani
https://www.bluepenstrokes.com

#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo 2024, Day 4
Just like yesterday
Today ends craving for rest
Hustle has consumed
Moments to pause and reflect
The mind is stunned by fatigue
© Aneesha Shewani
https://www.bluepenstrokes.com
#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo 2024, Day 2
A gray pallor sets
Each time the city exhales
On walls, drapes once bright,
In homes where every sigh weighs
Heavy as the air outside.
© Aneesha Shewani
https://www.bluepenstrokes.com
Throughout April 2024, I invite you to join me on a poetic voyage to celebrate the beauty of language, expression, and creativity—one Tanka at a time. Bookmark the category: Making Verse – NaPoWriM2024.

#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo 2024, Day 1
My dreams sprouted wings
One alights on the window
In summer’s warm glaze,
Resting from a tiring flight
Beyond grasp, yet within sight.
© Aneesha Shewani
https://www.bluepenstrokes.com
Lines written for #FromOneLine 271

When the Sidhe*
Stopped dreaming
All that remained was
Whirring of machines
Clicks and whispers
To feed artificial brains
That could never imagine
How sweet the smell
Of the first rain
Or the mystery
In a forest trail
Ah! The crunch of leaves
Beneath tired feet.
*Sidhe: fairy people of Irish folklore, said to live beneath the hills.