tired sun – slipping into west,
tired day – resting on night’s lap,
tired waves – taking rest on the bay,
tired clouds – having nothing to say,
tired souls – lying on the beach,
horizon seeking colourful strokes,
on the place where sky n sea meet…
rocks stand still like – promises we made..
taking rest from busybee lives…
2017@Sri Sudha K
tried with all day flight
finally could find shade on
sidewalk; so we rest
we now know what it
is like homeless…tired we are
so resting in shade
The strong rocky walls,
With a big iron gate,
Guard the place for the dead…
People take the dead,
Place them beneath the walls,
behind this big iron gate;
They say its heaven’s gate,
A place of rest for the dead,
Guarded by high walls….
Burial ground, with high walls n iron gate is final place to rest for the dead!!
~ It’s a ten line poem arranged in three stanzas of three lines, and ends with a single line.
~ The key words are the end of line words that become refrain and repeat.
~ Choose three words you’d associate with the image, words that will fall at the end of your lines.
~ Number them 1,2,3.
~ Your first stanza has three lines, with end of line words in the order 1,2,3.
~ Second stanza, the end of line words are in the order 3,1,2
~ Third stanza 2,3,1.
~ Last line uses all three words in order 1,2,3. ~ The lines don’t have to be any particular length but it’s usual for them to be all of the same length.