At the end of the season of rainbow
Deep under snow, each step will show
Under white frost, there lies my heart
It’s the beginning of a new start.
Cold does my heart feel, senses are numb
Spirits revived, heart beating like a drum.
The fire in me will melt the frost
I’ll find my heart where it was lost.
Pooky’s Prompt: Write a poem which contains exactly 60 words http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/06/29/poetry-prompt-60-sixty/
Free to download from 27 to 30 June. Do give it a try 🙂
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Three of my poems are published in the anthology ‘Help Wanted: Poets Please Apply’. The anthology was headed by Emily Sturgill at http://sexinthekitchensink.wordpress.com.
Kindle Edition is available here: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00L6O5P7C
Paperback edition is available here: https://www.createspace.com/4868750
Do check this out to see some wonderful poems by some wonderful bloggers. Also, the anthology will be free to download on June 27-30. So do check this out.
Say no to drugs by Abhilasha S.
She left him high and alone when he was
Aching under the pressure
Yearning for a life all along
Not saying no when he should have
Orange eyes,a weak heart
Troubled with thought yet taking in more
Others let him fall into it
Drugging his way into dark future
Ruptured the senses to come back from
Unfathomable abyss.
Got into choosing drugs when,
Should have said yes to life.
June 26 is International Day Against Drug Abuse and Illicit Trafficking. Now, this poem did not turn out as I wanted it too. But, you get the idea that you should say no to drugs, right?
Cover Page
Three of my poems are published in the anthology ‘Help Wanted: Poets Please Apply’. The anthology was headed by Emily Sturgill at http://sexinthekitchensink.wordpress.com.
Kindle Edition is available here: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00L6O5P7C
Paperback edition is available here: https://www.createspace.com/4868750
Do check this out to see some wonderful poems by some wonderful bloggers. Also, the anthology will be free to download on June 27-30. So do check this out.
I have my poems in this anthology. Do check this out 🙂
With the combined efforts of my other poet friends, “Help Wanted:Poets please Apply.” is available on the kindle. And I just re-submitted files for the paperback version.
The regular price of the Kindle version is only 99 cents. But today YOU can download it for FREE. Just for today. As an added bonus-it will also be free June 27-30th, later this week.
Here is a link:
http://www.amazon.com/Help-Wanted-please-Sturgill-Anthology-ebook/dp/B00L6O5P7C/ref=sr_1_18_title_0_main?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1403526536&sr=1-18
The paperback version will cost much more. But part of that is due to printing charges and length-this book is 99 pages long. It will be available on demand from Createspace, 8.5 x 11 (or perhaps 8.5 x 10)? White pages and color images.It will cost $25.95. It probably will not be for sale until later this evening or tomorrow. But the great news is you can download the entire anthology for FREE right now! Also if you buy a paperback version later…
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A lovely angel at night
carassed my hair with love
‘You are the star all above’
She would say and leave my sight.
With starlight and my beaming eyes
uplifting spirits, smile on my face
I was hopeful for a brighter place
For sorrow, my smile was the guise.
A magical touch and it came to me
One comes when I thought I was lost
One came when I needed the most
An angel called hope, to set me free.
These mere four letters
lost alone in an abyss meaningless
taught a lesson in togetherness
It says that it gets better.
Hope strikes me when I lose it all
Hope inspires when the world stop helping
Hope creeps in with the morning light looking
Hope keeps the key to the door of my soul.
Drop fall from heaven
smiling under open sky
first shower in June
open the window
Do let the aroma in
feel the elation
forget umbrella
dancing without music
sans pain, sans despair
stretched arms out and wide
it’s what happiness feels like
collect drops in hand
sink in a puddle
sometimes they try to swim too
paper boats in rain
drip, drip the drops fall
rippled-puddles on the road
kicked, water splashed up.
raindrops on my cheeks
after summertime sadness
satisfies the thrust.
He taught me how to read people’s eyes
He always said to keep my head high
Others will put me down
But
I have to keep moving forward.
They will then stand and stare.
They will look with awe.
They will try to belittle me.
It’s me to fall down
but, to rise up again.
“Never give up”
“Don’t undermine yourself”
“You can do it”
“You have to do it”
“Just keep moving forward”
Some things he says,
I will never forget.
For when the world stops moving round,
I need to turn things around.
I stand tall in his eyes,
in the world, I walk with pride.
I never thank him for all he did
my father, who made me stand tall
with the first steps I took
and the steps I am still taking.
Handmade gifts
a token of love
Beads, paper,
stars, glitter
The contagious smell of glue
my nose can still smell.
The
receiving end,
I loved the
smile on their faces
Beautiful.
These gifts said simply what
I could not:
Thanks
Prompt by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Shadorma Photo prompt #12 Treasures by Bastet
The sound of love he kept in his heart
He knew this sound, he will have to depart
With the lucky bracelet of her to him
In the depths of her memory, he will swim.
Hearts intertwined with the chain of love
He would look for her in the stars above
And in the brightest star that shines
He could always see her smile.
Drinks away
Drinks to forget them
oblivious
of near future
when the world will turn hazy
and vision, blurry
In the bar
drinking away life
merriment
of the hour
soon the world starts spinning round
deluded from life.
Wait
for tomorrow
hungover from yesterday
when he finally feels
regret.
Prompt by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie- Shadorma Photo Prompt #11 Illusions by Bastet
Background: Sunset, Star and Moon by wonderstanley @DeviantART
delicate starlight
clouds like a curtain raiser
make way for the moon.
I will meet you then
when sun melts into ocean
strong bond together
full moon bestows his blessings
and sun bids a warm farewell
I will meet you then
under the shimmering stars
I will meet you there.
The Wonderful Team Member Readership Award:
I love this award and especially the person who has nominated me for this: Asmita http://asmithaaa.wordpress.com/
She is a wonderful soul. One of her best work is right here:
She was small
Engaged me for quite long.
She was pretty
In her misty beauty.
Bright color,
on her unfurl petal,
Gave me a mesmerizing swing,
Which pulled me out from a gloomy wing!!!!
To read some more of her amazing works do visit her blog.
Now for the nomination:
I have already received this award before so I will not particularly nominate 10 people, instead everyone who reads my blog gets this award. Have a great day 🙂
So finally am I writing this post. I have been procrastinating about this for so long. But now I think it’s finally time. Okay, first of all I would like to give a big-big thanks to Aiman Peer at From Dusk to Dawn for nominating me for Sunshine Award and The Versatile Blogger Award. She is a beautiful soul. In her blog she actually talks about stuff that matters through prose and poetry. Since, I am a poetry fanatic, here is a beautiful poem by her:
Today the whole world seems so dull
It haunts me like a dead man’s skull;
Roads part and so do the partners
All that remains is the echoing lost wonders;
This life, unimpaired, goes so long
But to my ears it is a foolish, boring song;
What the hell on this earth can sooth me?
When my own little soul isn’t content with me;
Look at me; do you know who I am?
Yes indeed a glass which has suffered a ram;
Words don’t fill my world with meaning
It is all in the pain that these keep containing;
You laugh at my vanished state
Just to live a life I was so late;
Controlling all those cries I cry silently
And to the earth my hope falls violently;
Just slipping sand in my hand
And a grave as a personal piece of land…..
To read some more, do check out her blog: http://aimanpeer.wordpress.com/
The Rules:
But yes, you can be a rule-breaker and just a little gratitude and I am good to go 🙂
10 Questions:
My Nominations:
http://asmithaaa.wordpress.com/
http://forgottenmeadows.wordpress.com/
http://pomegranatebubble.wordpress.com/
http://ajumpinggene.wordpress.com/
http://createthissimple.wordpress.com/
P.S.: I am like super-bored right now so I had enough time to create this post. You don’t have to if you are too busy. Just a ‘thanks’ would be enough 😀
She was like the rest
but a scar running through her face.
She thought she was not alone
but there was lonely road to walk on.
Her face beamed like the morning sun
Only the mark, like craters
on a worn-out building.
Like the tip of the oldest landmark
broken with use
her spirits tumbled down.
The walls in her heart building high
The screams in her head, now diffused.
Her faith flickers like a strobe light
going high, coming low.
This scar would never leave her alone
following behind, every path she tread
And they would look at her
with disgust
Despise her with words of abuse.
She was like the rest
But she was different
She had only a scar on the face
They, deep inside the soul.
PROMPT GIVEN BY WeDrinkBecauseWeArePoets Poetry Prompt#13 Scars
This week, I would like our topic to be Scars. I want you to write about them, be they physical or emotional, how they shaped you into what you are, how much do they affect you in your day to day lives. I want this poem that you write to be in comparisons to a City. It does not have to be a specific city that exists, more like a place.
Smile by bethel1113 @deviantART
I was happy
thought of passing it on-
my gaiety
my euphoria
my optimism
It’s contagious, I think,
spread and it spreads.
I was happy today
kick-started the day with a smile
passed it on for miles
there was joy in their smiles
there was hope in their eyes
the night was happy as the day
I think I made someone smile today.
Sometime she looked for fishes among clouds
sometimes she would see wizards and witches
her mountains, her oceans all reside there
superficial as her own self became.
There were times she saw mother’s loving hands
spread wide, trying to drape her underneath
hazing illusions is what she searched for,
a flickered happiness in the vapour.
Stuck in this unfathomable abyss
she searched all her life a place to fly to,
noise loud enough to break sound of silence,
place far away to never return from.
This sky was her escape from that grim past
clouding on her with the dark solitude
moving apart, making way for sunshine
but whatever it was, it was her sky.
Pooky’s Prompt : Write a poem where you specifically think of the metre of the word. I chose (actually I just tried, don’t know if it really worked) Iambic pentameter.
Tomoki Hayasaka
I was a lonely child
carefree
a little lost
the place was alien to me
and so were you all
In the strange place
All I wanted was a loving soul
all I got was a devil in disguise
You held me up
twisted me like a rag-doll
“It is our way of friendship”, you said
and gullible, I was, I believed
Hoped this would end soon.
Only making worse the next day.
I let you ruin me
I let you destroy me
physically, mentally,
emotionally, financially
those scars, I hid with a smile
trying to gain your attention.
I was under a shadow
the big boys befriending me
Not knowing you were never my friend.
I was scared of you presence
your names gave me the chills
in my dreams, your hands grasped me
you held me in your arms
and slowly a devil would emerge
not letting me go.
You just wanted to win
you wanted to win over me.
And I did what I should not have done
I let you win.
PHOTO PROMPT GIVEN BY: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie
Bullying has always been a major concern in this world. I have never bullied anybody and fortunately neither have I been bullied. But I have seen people suffer with it. It is despicable how young children are bullied and the worst part is that they are too scared to seek help. So, spread the message ‘Say No To Bullying’.
Abhilasha Singh 