Just to share a bit of news. I have been one of the winners of Aquillrelli Publishing contest, where the organizers were selecting the best 100 poems amongst a host of contributers. Those of you interested in the next publishing contest can click the following link:-
And the poem that was chosen by the organizers was:-
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The Final MooringsAs the clock embedded inside
Swings farther and farther
Away from the umbilical chord
Time boarding the magic carpet
Flies back to my by-gone days.
In search of memoirs.
The tired sail with mussels all over
Waits to be beached
Like other hulks' ramshackle
In eternal Time's sand
It waits dismantling
In the final moorings
Away from the beloved's guard
In ruthless scrap yard.
Strapped firmly upon a cot
Lugged upon a sun-fed street
The heartless funeral band
Roared, and all trusts breached;
I see my head cold,
Swaying like a frail boat-
In intruding tidal bore,
And I collect my deeds
Strewn like cheap bran
Upon the memory's floor,
I marvel at my life's span
Oh! so fast it has elapsed
Before the fluttering bird
Inside me has collapsed.
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