Prompt - Write an elegy to a part of you that you lost.
Prompt by Airplane Poetry Movement: "Write a poem from the point of view of a bullet leaving a gun." I was launched. I really didn't know why The grownups around me Are freaking out. I mean, I'm just a small round thing Born and made of earthly elements And I don't see a difference Between … Continue reading The Girl With No Ambition
I am not my Ego. But sometimes it's all I am. Sometimes I'm that fearful voice telling me to stop and get back, Back to the cozy cocoon I was once in, Back to denials and excuses, the numbing out of everything that makes me feel alive. I am that schoolyard bully, Reason says don't … Continue reading Samurai
Shweta Bhat Poetry 