#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo Day 19
In the labyrinths of silence
I explore inner darkness
In awe, I see the lines rusted
Of rotting pain
Etched on my heart
By recollections deep
Digging in like ridged shards
Most painful are moments
I try to, but I can’t recall
They lie in the gloomy corners
Smothered by macabre screams
The ones I had muffled
For I knew no one cared
Poetry inspired by the book cover for Edward J. Goodman. Too Curious. London; Guildford: Bentley & Son, 1888 — Source.
#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo Day 18
There was no way of telling
What pleasures they find,
Those who brew trouble
Or live to contrive
Stories that spark fear
Or lies to make us tremor
And how they find peace
Lining deep pockets
With the labor of others
Yet, when we look around
The smiles belong to those
Who wouldn’t lend a dime
Or spare a trifling thought
For the sorrows they cause.
Poetry inspired by the book cover for Frederic Ingham. Ten Time One is Ten. Boston: Roberts Brothers, 1871 — Source.
#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo Day 17
When the last shadows fell
I heaved a sigh of relief
For the gloaming night
Would soon be upon me
I can cower and hide
From the travails of life
Bury my hopes again
In layers of staid silence
And hear the shaky rhythm
Of my heart, reminding me
I am still alive!
I dive into my anxious thoughts
Almost sure I can’t face
Demons that demand much
From my spirit so frail
Yet, my valiant soul whispers
Tomorrow is set to arrive
What if your Destiny
Turns on its feet?
Then you may not feel the need
To run away from another
Grueling, defeated day!
Poetry inspired by the book cover for Charles Kingsley. The Water Babies. London: Macmillan and Co., 1886 — Source.
#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo Day 16
Stark beauty of your silence
When only the eyes speak
Sometimes burning
As the lonely log
In an ashen fireplace
Sometimes cold
Like the winter snow
Only to be swept away
Today, I read your poetry
On lined yellow sheets
Now I know why
You hardly ever spoke
For your words engulfed me
A surging wave of emotions
Came crashing through
Drenching my doorstep!
Poetry inspired by the book cover of Antal Radó. Költők Albuma. Budapest: Robert Lampel, 1904 — Source.
#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo Day 15
A window of thoughts
Hidden behind creepers
Ruffled by the rustle
Of leaves and critters
And a faraway breeze
Carrying your perfume
Placing it naughtily in the
Sweet center of a Jasmine
It’s summer time and the Jasmine vine shrubs are in full bloom. Their gentle aroma fills the air almost always carrying memories from afar. This poem is also inspired by the book cover for E. A. Bowles. My Garden in Spring. London: T. C. & E. C. Jack, 1914 — Source. Cover design by Katherine Cameron
Blue Pen Strokes 