Poetry Week, Bang On!

We had a poetry week workshop a while ago. What I was left with after the workshop was the fun my classmates had, the brainstorming we did, and the reflections that followed. During the sessions, I realized that even the simplest of things need a lot of concentration, devotion, and thinking. I was astonished and charmed by the hard work and feelings put in by all the poets and writers (also known as my classmates) The teachers' hard work, the time and effort they put in creating the slides, the thought process they put in so that we could enjoy and learn various things about poetry, and also get to know our hidden talents was indeed commendable. There were activities in which we had to write every stanza beginning with the same letter like; “Four feelingless frets felt feelingless forever.” The activity I liked the most was where we had to find different stanzas from different poems and collate them together to form another poem. I enjoyed this activity the most because it was complex and nerve-racking, which made it more interesting that I couldn't help but try it. Such was the creativity I structured...

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,            

I brainstormed for as long as I could, 

I was in great grief,

And miles to go before I sleep,                

I wandered lonely as a cloud,                           

Stuck in undecidable choices like a crowd,  

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,   

You’ll definitely work hard that I assure you,

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As my imagination said, everything would be just fine in the end.

While doing these activities, sometimes I felt that I was unable to write at all or wasn't able to think of anything but sometimes I felt that I’m such a great writer that I can write anything. I realized that anyone can write, all they have to do is pour their feelings into it and the magic will happen on its own.

Nakshatra Ahirao

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