National Poetry Writing Challenge- Day 18 to write a poem that incorporates neologisms. What’s that? Well, it’s a made-up word. It could be a word made from joining two words (portmanteaus) like “motel” from motor and hotel or words that have been invented entirely for their sound.
My neologisms are: a) Bifferent- beautifully different, b) Cifferent- culturally different, c) Rifferent – Royally Different
Here’s my poem for today based on the above neologism
I come from a land that’s bifferent,
A land of snake charmers, a land of farmers,
Where festivals there are, a hundred odd,
And every man has, his own God,
A land of dances diverse, music miscellaneous, A land bifferent.
I come from a land where a billion souls so cifferent,
A land of teachers (gurus), A land of preachers (sadhus),
Where a thousand divergent tongues, come together as one,
Where the young respect the old and where man worships the sun,
A land of superstitions galore, A land of teeming folklore, a land cifferent.
I come from a land of patriots and monarchs rifferent,
A land of colors bright, A land which reveres the white,
Where exalted cows amble on the street, where bedecked elephants stop for a treat,
Where family occupies the highest seat and where neighbors aren’t afraid to greet,
A land of traditions numerous, A land of a past so copious, A land unique, rifferent.
I come from a land that is bifferent, bifferent from all,
A land cifferent, that stands strong and tall,
A land rifferent, that rose after a fall,
I come from a land that’s bifferent, bifferent from all.
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Really a good one with madeup words as poetically as a honey drop.
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Wow! I managed to turn you into a poet too.
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What a bifferent poem! You are a true Indian…wrote so well! This line was my fav:
“Where family occupies the highest seat and where neighbors aren’t afraid to greet,”
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Thank you so much Vandana. Guess when you live outside this is what you realise over time😊. There is no place like India.
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I thoroughly enjoyed reading your poem and would love to visit your bifferent and beunique land one day. 🙂
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Thank you very much Sue😊. You must and I am sure you’ll find it so… bifferent! No other way to put it. Would love to know when you do!
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Beautifully and blifferently done.
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Thanks Dale😊. Bifferent is quite a bifferent word, isn’t it?
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Beautiful ..heartfelt tribute to mother India..🙏🏻
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Hopefully I did justice. Do you like the new word?
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Yes..thanks 😊
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really enjoyed reading this!
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Thanks Kavya :). I enjoyed writing it too.
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