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March Realization for BYJUites – It’s Never Too Late to Become a Poet!

Team StoryWeavers|March 31, 2022, 19:55 IST| 5
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Poetry writing at BYJU’S

As Robert Frost rightly said, poetry is all about expressing emotions, discovering feelings and unleashing these feelings with powerful and meaningful words. 

In order to create a culture of learning at the workplace, we decided to celebrate World Poetry Day and in the process we came across several poets amongst our fellow BYJUites. Preceding this, we organized something super interesting  – A Poetry Writing Workshop

Mahek Jangda, a poet and novelist, joined us to lead the workshop and teach different forms of poetry. Her poetry has been featured on platforms such as Radio Mirchi, UnErase, Spoken Fest, Hyderabad Literary Festival, Under25 and NCPA among others. Her debut novel ‘Sometimes Ivory, Sometimes Sand’, published by Hachette India, was shortlisted for the VoW Literature Festival and was longlisted for the Times of India JK Paper AutHer Awards. BYJUites were super excited to have a session with Mahek and learn more about the world of poetry. 

Poetry writing workshop

A surprise poetry contest was also announced towards the end of the workshop and we received several amazing poems from  BYJUites. While some wrote about their families, some took the nostalgic route and penned down their childhood memories. 

Here are the top 5 poems that touched our hearts:

Poetry by BYJUites

We hope you enjoyed reading the poems. If you are a poet too and love writing or reading, share your thoughts in the comments below and we will make sure we plan more such activities for you. 

 

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A passionate doodle artist with OCD (Obsessive Coffee Disorder), Samata’s interest lies in telling stories either through her doodles or write-ups! She loves all things indigo! Her thinking cap is always on and she is all about coming up with creative and quirky ideas to make the workplace more awesome. After work hours, you can find Samata either scribbling sketches on her notepad or sleeping (Zzzz). She loves traveling just so that she can experience sleeping or sipping on coffee across different parts of the world. Ping her at storweavers@byjus.com or samata.ukil@byjus.com if you have any fun ideas and she will find the best ways to bring them to life.

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Alavudeen

April 2, 2022

Great


Lailambika

April 1, 2022

Poetic lines emerge from thinking,imaginative and hopeful or progressive minds.Ones thoughts and aspirations
get reshaped into poems.Sure the above works deserve appreciation.


Aparajita Sharma

April 1, 2022

Hi
I am a writer and i wanted to share one of my poems with you.
Kindly spare some time and share your feedback.
You’ll never know what it feels like

When fire is everywhere..
And destruction spreads its wings on the sky…
When havoic ravages every inch of survival..
And when tsunami vanishes every ounce of life…
When the clouds of catastrophe are on its edge..
And when sky finally falls to the grounds…
When woods are the only form of matter left…
And the beautiful earth covers its grounds with volcanic mountains and terrain full of sand..
When the final inferno starts to hold this mankind in its arms and they slumber for one eternity…
Till the life starts again..
You’ll never know what it feels like…
Taming that kind of destruction in yourself..
Burning forever and ever till eternity…
Trapping those deamons inside..
Chaining them down deep in their hives…
You’ll never know how it feels like..
Shutting their voices and ignoring their cries…
Waiting for the moment when the woods would finally be destroyed..
And the fumes rise up in the sky…
The site itself seems like a barren piece of land..
And the air witnesses rising smoke…suffocating thick fumes…intoxicating black clouds…
And in the end only ashes left its trail..

Thanks
Aparajita Sharma


Km Suman Yadav

April 1, 2022

I missed that workshop because I was not in my time slot. I wish I could attend such workshops. I love to write poems.


Sunil pandit

April 1, 2022

I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings :

The free bird leaps

on the back of the wind

and floats downstream

till the current ends

and dips his wings

in the orange sun rays

and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks

down his narrow cage

can seldom see through

his bars of rage

his wings are clipped and

his feet are tied

so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings

with fearful trill

of the things unknown

but longed for still

and his tune is heard

on the distant hill

for the caged bird

sings of freedom

The free bird thinks of another breeze

an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees

and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn

and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams

his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream

his wings are clipped and his feet are tied

so he opens his throat to sing

The caged bird sings

with a fearful trill

of things unknown

but longed for still

and his tune is heard

on the distant hill

for the caged bird

sings of freedom.


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