When you find your path, you must not be afraid. You need to have sufficient courage to make mistakes. Disappointment, defeat, and despair are the tools God uses to show us the way.” ― Paulo Coelho, Brida
This week, the Delhiwallah Poetry Collective and Poetry Sans Frontiers, invite poetry on Mistakes and Retakes.
Join us on 12 September 2020 (Saturday) at 7 pm IST and 9:30 pm MST.
Visit meet.jit.si/DPC1209.
The Nobel Prize winner in Literature in the year 1954 was the short-story writer and novelist Ernest Miller Hemingway. This is what he wrote about crossroads: "We have to get used to the idea that at the most important crossroads in our life there are no signs."
We have found ourselves at crossroads (without signs) many times.
What did we do then?
What are we doing now even as the pandemic has forced us to a halt at crossroads?
This week the Delhiwallah Poetry Collective invites everyone for the next online poetry meetup to be held on 29 August 2020 (Saturday) at 7:00 pm IST (9:30 pm MST).
The theme of this poetry meetup is Crossroads.
Join us at meet.jit.si/DPC2908.
The Delhiwallah Poetry Collective is thrilled to announce the winner of the Feels Like Love contest.
The contest had more than twenty submissions. We are grateful to everyone who participated in the contest.
The winner of the contest with her poem Prelude is Aisalli A. Congratulations, Aisalli!
Aisalli A is the fourth among six authentic, honest, quirky, and unique women, all ingrained with strong values to love and live life to the absolute fullest. Her strength and inspiration come from her close bond with her sisters and her love for them. Her mantra in life is to be brave, bold, and courageous and to act on opportunities coming her way. As the great Stoic Seneca writes, 'We are waves of the same sea, leaves of the same tree, flowers of the same garden.’
Prelude
The look in your eyes, sparkling with such desire, such delicious lust
My eyes drop, lashes low,
Staring at your perfectly shaped lips, succulent and luscious
As I gently caress your cheek,
A soft feather-light kiss on your neck
My arms slowly rise, embracing you bringing you closer, closer
Our two hearts beating in unison
Your scent surrounding my senses heightened with want,
Anticipation and keen desire.
Soon my habibi...
Feels like love.
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