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     The Thirty Days, p.1

       Ally Mare
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The Thirty Days


Copyright 2017 Ally Mare

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“To family, friends and myself... To do the things that I really wanted and the things that I have to do somehow still conflicts itself. I will not stop here nor do I want to, because, I have faith on my readers.”

Ally L Mare, 2017

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NaPoWriMo #1: Kay-Ryan-esque poem

You cannot run,
Or really hide,
When it’s fun,
But kept aside.
You feel pleasure,
And some guilt,
You feel pressure,
From the foundation,
You built.
Then you lie,
To yourself again,
Now you are,
A real hypocrite,
That make,
A split tongue snake.

NaPoWriMo Prompt #2: A poem inspired by, or in the form of, a recipe

A simple recipe,
Passed down through generations,
From the distant Neanderthals,
To the ancient glory of Rome,
And to the life of a contemporary poet,

Add some sugar,
Little pinches of salt,
Spice it up with pepper,
Then, boil it repeatedly,

Pour into a vial and you have,
A potion of life.

NaPoWriMo #3: An Elegy

Dear lovely soul,
I was late to know you,
Too late to adore you,
But your songs remained,
As memento for us,

I knew you at first,
Not by your songs,
But a movie called,
The Matchbreaker,
Your beauty completely mesmerized me,

Only in the credit scene,
I knew the fact that,
You are no longer with us,
It was heartbreaking and shocking,
And I am a new fan of yours,

There will be more to come,
New fans that appreciate your voice,
Even when you no longer with us,
We will treasure your songs,
Singing out loud and proud,

Dear lovely soul,
We feel the pain,
Of losing a star like you,
Shining with brightness,
Brilliantly for thousand years,

We lost hope but you spoke to us,
In ‘I Bet You Don’t Curse God’.

NaPoWriMo #4: A poem with a secret

He was called,
But with anxious heart,
And cautious mind,
No confidence in his part,

Many eyes leering,
And judging his stance,
He tried not to be boring,
As he is desperate begging for chance,

They sound profoundly impressed,
And smiles to him,
But his brain made a mess,
And now his chance is slim.

NaPoWriMo #5: A poem that is based in the natural world

I want to be like you,
Unbound and unrestricted,
Free to travel anywhere,
Across continents and oceans,

They said where the wind blows,
That is the place you go,
I am jealous of you,
And your adventurous nature,

I can never be like you,
You are so high,
And unreachable,
But you are so reliable,

No matter how much,
Or how hard I tried,
I can never chase you,
Or get near you,

Because you are a cloud,
And I am jealous of you.

NaPoWriMo #6: a poem that looks at the same thing from various points of view

He saw it as a chance,
A tool to attract,
Or to reconnect,
He assumed that all girls,
Love red roses,

Unlike others,
Red roses might work,
In movies or dramas,
She is not a women of flower,
But a chocolate lover by nature,

As for me it is more,
Than just a tool or stereotype,
A rose is a symbol,
Of beauty and taste,
So precious and not to waste.

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