aesthetic – The passionate learner

Sweetness of doing nothing.
Meandering silence solely unrevealed…

Silence does not mean entering into oblivion.
Instead, creating zestful moments with gusto.

Spending pleasant, joyful time with yourself.
It is not the feeling of calling empty or vacant…

The void has its own resonating power, in emptiness.
It has a strong voice that travels around, echoed.

Idle but not grief-stricken, never weak to catch the voice.
Practically healthy, an affable soul-to-soul conversation.

To be specific, not to confuse with any Psychotic disorders.
Comforting self-talk, absolute reflection from the chaotic bustling life…

Feeling of ecstasy, enjoying blissful moments of solitude is perfectly defined as-
Sweetness of doing nothing.

~an impromptu poem for #NaPoWriMo day 27

Prompt Day 27: Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a “duplex.” A “duplex” is a variation on the sonnet, developed by the poet Jericho Brown. Here’s one of his first “Duplex” poems, and here is a duplex written by the poet I.S. Jones. Like a typical sonnet, a duplex has fourteen lines. It’s organized into seven, two-line stanzas. The second line of the first stanza is echoed by (but not identical to) the first line of the second stanza, the second line of the second stanza is echoed by (but not identical to) the first line of the third stanza, and so on. The last line of the poem is the same as the first. https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-seven-8/

Dolce far niente is an Italian phrase, which means sweetness of doing nothing or pleasant relaxation in carefree idleness. In my poem I have talked about solitude, soul-to-soul connection and relishing blissful moments with oneself, which also implies to that of reflecting thought process. A quite and calm environment is all what one needs while relaxing. I understand most of us loves to live independently, enjoying alone and adore being with themselves more than spending time with others or having to talk in a group feels suffocating or something that sort of. And spending quality time with yourself feels most validate of all and I claim the same. I too love solitude and appreciate sweetness of doing nothing/ Dolce far niente! So this duplex poem is dedicated for all my sweetest dearest readers who love Dolce far niente <333

As the aroma of a perfume and a cologne
has a tenacious sojourn over vestures,
has both a perennial sway persistency
and equally a feverish lingering adequacy,
two dawdling over, in closets and malls,
expecting for purchasers and sponsorships
while one has intense, strong odour,
viz. ‘eau de cologne’
the other is light, pleasantly sweet fragrance,
viz. ‘eau de toilette’
and if one must wonder the contrast in each-
of which is popularly called by the name “scent”;
then one must learn the variance, the quality,
the endurance, the importance of fragrance,
chiefly the use of the crucial integrant in a
sophisticated dressing up process- ‘savour’
as it is the garnishing flavour, the very ingredient
which adds a finishing touch to the nines.

~an impromptu poem for #NaPoWriMo day 26

Prompt Day 26: And now for our daily prompt (optional, as always). A couple of days ago, we played around with hard-boiled similes. Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that contains at least one of a different kind of simile – an epic simile. Also known as Homeric similes, these are basically extended similes that develop over multiple lines. Perhaps unsurprisingly, they have mainly been used in epic poems, typically as decorative elements that emphasize the dramatic nature of the subject (see, by way of illustration, this example from Milton’s Paradise Lost). But you could write a complete poem that is just one lengthy, epic simile, relying on the surprising comparison of unlike things to carry the poem across. And if you’re feeling especially cheeky, you could even write a poem in which the epic simile spends lines heroically and dramatically describing something that turns out to be quite prosaic. Whatever you decide to compare, I hope you have fun extending your simile(s) to epic lengths.
https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-six-8/

My readers may think I’m a materialistic girl, lol just to inform you I’m not, at least not as much as you thought but yeah I have a good taste for fashion though. Actually, I’m very fond of perfumes and this post is dedicated to one of my most favourite things I would never get tired of anyway! A fun fact that I always find it funny- These perfumes are called “toilet water“, although we don’t say much but doesn’t it sounds odd, interestingly(in case you didn’t know) the name is derived from the French word “Toilette” which means “a small piece of cloth”. Today’s prompt based poem has a Homeric simile and well if nothing else, I have glorified aromas poetically, elegantly in my poem. The entire poem is just one sentence, including all sorts of pauses and breaks in between but thoroughly specifies the simile. The differentiation of cologne and perfume is mostly described here, Eau de cologne and Eau de toilette The true essence of fragrance is believed to have the sophisticated principle of showing elegance and grandeur in a person. Sobriety/solemnity, it all matters right! Hope you enjoyed the poem… Check out my Pinterest collection, I’m sure if you are a fan of colognes and perfumes you’ll definitely love the aesthetically pleasing board!