March 31, 2011

# 32 Random Musings For The Day

Scientists are coming up with a "magic mirror" that applies make up leaving ladies looking flawless....how about a "gown" that can remove cellulite as it wraps around us??.....
March 29, 2011

Succinctly Yours - MFM # 1






Quietly throwing cat hairs around the cushions for effect. 


Her allergy driving Dad's mean date away forever, the twins grinned at the plan.




 A fiction of exactly 140 characters 








Succinctly Yours - MFM # 1


Quietly throwing cat hairs around the cushions for effect. 
Her allergy driving Dad's mean date away forever, the twins grinned at the plan.



 A fiction of exactly 140 characters  inspired by a photo or illustration.
Based on a Tweet on Photo theme...
 by Grandma's Goulash ....check out others gems out there.

March 28, 2011

Sinful Delights


Some impulsive days /
Reasons fly off the window /
Sweet fruit forbidden //




Thank you, Jingle, for the Perfect Poet Award :)  for Week 39 
 I accept… 
For next week I nominate Nimue.
March 26, 2011

Haiku 11





My Nephews




Hush!! warm soft breathes /
A tear drops, the angels sleep /
 Nature creates beauty //
















A Parody


A 100 or less worded Micro fiction in poetry genre this time around, with a Prompt in bold (not included in the 100 words count) that has to be left intact in the Poem. Sing along with other rhymes at Jenny Matlock's meme...her blog off on my tangent.

I am above average in studies
And I don’t quite worry
Must I proclaim anyway

Nothing you say is making a headway
Often I  seek the outside
Training my thoughts on the roadside

Alas I am not always invisble

Caught by a question unanswerable
Holding my head down in so deplorable
I’m not a chicken
Classmates, don’t be concerned
Kneeling down and 100 long  lines  I can tolerate
Enjoy the show but do calculate
Next is you on the line Dear, Saddened Wilma!!! :P

 This is an  Acrostic Poem - starts with each succeeding letter of the prompt sentence.


Also Added To Umas Poem Book



 (( Wilma Roche (A Goan Catholic) was one of my best friends from 6th-10th grade in my all girls convent school (St.Anne's, Bombay)...
We lost touch after junior college i.e.11th and 12th grade here....
and she had this klutzy habit of breaking my glasses (shortsighted me) atleast once a year !! ))


Jenny Matlock
March 25, 2011

# 31 Random Musings For The Day


Egypt marches to democracy, the modern day Cleopatra bids adieu.....coincidence or the natural  progression of things??


Image courtesy Google

Image courtesy Google



Fleeting

Moving in silent circles
soft echoes of her heart
the benign, calm exterior
mellowed by life's drifts
now - a different reality.

The roaring fire quenched
dying embers remain
spitfire resurfaces, fades
shot down, cold glances askance
now - a solemn gaze.
Dispassionate in all her works
detached , the ebb and flow
distraught, emotions lost
misguided, world's voice heeding
now - a distorted view.
Seeking the escape route
remembering days yonder
wishing, change unchanged
breathing forbidden air of freedom
now - a mistaken entity.


















March 24, 2011

The Divination



The curtain parted...
She gulped....not him again. She gestured for him to take a seat.
He never looked around to notice the tiny alterations that were now possible .
Ever since he become her biggest client.
He gazed with such intensity that she was sure her tiny room would combust.
No longer asked the question...he had only one thing on his mind...
Closed her eyes, muttered the ancient words and looked....
Time for the usual lie....somehow they were easier, the truth choking her vocal chords .
He smiled at her answer,  paid and left her staring at his daughter’s death in her crystal. 


























March 22, 2011

The Visits - Mag 58




Watching them leave
emptiness all around
back to the start.
ten steps back for
 every half step forward..
this macabre dance 
at the end of each month.



Pausing by the calendar 
circling the same digits
of a new Gregorian phase.
The lights turned dim
the shadows on the wall,
glinting metal and shield.


This gift was a curse
breaking ties apart
the folklore said.
Too late to heed
the damage ran deep,
visitation rights wasn't
all this warrior craved.
















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