NaPoWriMo was first held in 2003. It is an annual project where participating poets write a poem each day of April.
Today, she promised herself, I will not cry;
I will show all that I can be strong as well,
I will not cry, no matter how hard they try.
Let them push my button, even ring my bell,
I will not fold, for today means more to me,
No silence can hurt enough to break my shell.
Today is for the one who means much to me,
Who inspires me every moment that I dream,
To win against odds, be the best I can be.
To a lady whose eyes had a starry gleam,
Who believed in family every day too,
I will be strong, when in moments, weak I seem.
I will not forget the lessons she taught true,
I will not forget, naani, that I love you.
Today, my friend Jaibala, who blogs over at My School of Thought, had posted a song in dedication to her late grandmother (naani) who meant a lot to her, and who inpsired her a lot. It is human to forget sometimes, and we do forget those who have moved on from this world. But I feel it is imporant to remember too, and though I have no memories of my late grandfather (who passed away before I was born), I felt her words touch my heart. It is with that much passion that she speaks of her naani. Maybe it is her passion that somehow found its way to my muse today that I could write this poem.
The prompt at NaPoWriMo asks to write a Terza Rima poem. This is a Terza Rima sonnet, which is a poem with 11 syllables in each line, and with a rhyme scheme ABA BCB CDC DED EE.
(16th April 2014)