NaPoWriMo

DAY 11 – The Seams of Two Towns

April 11, 2019


The prompt given by the official NaPoWriMo site: to write a poem of origin – where you are from, emotionally, physically, spiritually.

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THE SEAMS OF TWO TOWNS

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Long drawls the whisper of wilted years

Myriad muddled voices throbbed in my ears,

Until I couldn’t tell right from wrong

And two opposing towns within me grew strong.


Oh, hear as I unwrap this delicate cyclone

Of stories that I’ve long in secret sewn-

Two neighboring townships inside my soul

With conflicting screams that muted my call.


I know I am a traveller within my own heart,

Ever living on the periphery stitched with art

From muses mined from both the cities

That tear me apart into two tapestries –

Ever a stranger to one half I wander,

Seeking a home in either towns I wonder,

However could two towns that side by side flourish,

Battle, to lay its homeland famished?


I couldn’t, in both, at once belong

But to find a home somewhere, I longed.

On one side, a sense of belonging beckoned

But on the other, the fond call of home summoned.


At last, the line where both towns gleamed

Upon my eyes – I settled on the seam.

So like an outcast torn upon the fray,

Alone from the society of men far away.


Each time when into one half I forayed,

In search of acceptance and people’s aid.

Somehow estranged from their ways I fumbled,

For the language of the other town, in my tongue stumbled.


Nowhere for me burned the hearth of home

Torn twixt towns in cold seclusion I’d roam.

(Why is my soul so rent asunder,

Am I, as everyone says, a blunder?)

At last, my weakness into strength I morphed.

‘pon my desolate seams an empire loft,

I built myself a realm to reign

With the verses that resonated in each terrain.


Whatever in the style of one town I lacked,

With the customs of the other, the gap I locked.

And now I am a patchwork art uniquely stitched

With a medley of strokes from all that bewitched.


With architectures from both the towns

I’ve built my city in mottled tones.

Now upon the fray where the two towns blend

My distinct empire, undaunted ascends.

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I am inviting you all to join me in this venture. Use the prompt given above to craft your own verses.
And oh, be sure to tag me.

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#NaPoWriMo

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© 2019 Sahana Narendran

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