Hold To Hope [Contest winning piece: August]
Sitting by the rock – lost and forlorn,
She stared into the far, misty horizon;
Profound melancholy began trickling in,
Drifting in like a gentle water stream;
Her hopes were shattered –failures
Haunted her like the grim reaper
The mystic, aeolian gusty winds hit her,
filling the chasm in her soul;
She looked up - gazing at the pale moon,
As though it caressed her burdens away;
Her eyes lingered on that fine beauty,
For a few moments, lasting an eternity;
It was frail yet regal, dull yet mystic,
Juxtaposing its self in different ways;
A smile crept on her face – so tender,
As though a revelation had hit her;
Tranquility overpowered her sorrow.
Akin to the sun at dawn, devouring darkness
She resolved to etch her own fair-tale,
Paint her own canvas, in the welkin,
Making stars envious of her shimmer!
Written by Swetha Narayanan.
Curated by Aadhya. Picked by Aadhya, Alka Mishra ( Thanks for helping me pick this one from the many submissions we got! )
[picture from Unsplash]
We got a total of 57 submissions and let me tell you, it was super difficult for me to pick a winner. - alone. So I asked my friend, Alka Mishra, who did not participate in this contest, to help me pick a winner. So we did our best to pick something both of liked, I did ask a few others how they found this particular piece along with the other one's I personally liked, and everyone picked this one! So, a Hearty Congratulations, Swetha!!
I thank all the participants who made this contest a huge success!! Please look forward to future contests!!