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.

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 !! ))

# 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.