My concluding lines
Formula to survive in life
Never rest, just keep moving.
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This post is in response to Cooleen’s weekly poetry challenge. We have provided two words ‘plan’ and ‘finish’ and were asked to use synonyms only.
For “plan” I’ve used “formula” and for “finish”, I’ve used “conclusion”.
Sound of lawn mower
Singing myna, hopping sparrows
My haven for writing,
Embracing this form of day
I have fallen in love with life.
Lately, I’ve been noticing this change in my writing habit that stillness of night creates hindrance in my creative writing process. During the day when there’s the sound of life on the street outside my home, my mind remains active.
This morning, when I could hear the sound of lawn mower in my neighbor’s garden and twittering of sparrows on my terrace, I was thinking nothing but this very line that “I’m in love with life”.
This post is response to Silver’s Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Prompt Challenge #5 SHAPES & HEART.
For heart I’ve used love and for shapes, I’ve used form.
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On my way back to home, I was worried and I was tense, yet I smiled the moment I saw that bright face boy.
I know when sunlight fades, darkness emerges, it is part of nature; we can’t change it but the thing which could be changed is the way we look towards life and I feel no shame in admitting that a ten-year-old boy has recently taught me this lesson.
I’m happy and I admit that the image of that boy on wheel-chair would always act as a light-house in my life.
This post is in response to by Sonya. The photo for this challenge is provided by William Bout.
When clock ticks, time runs
In haste my faith remains in
Their sweet song is a whisper
Smile and wait for a new day.
This post is in response to Silver’s Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Prompt Challenge #3 Hope & Wait by Silver Threading
Tired of this rat race
I want to embrace nature,
No phone, no worries
Glitter of light in the sky
I can feel magical stars.
This post is written in response to Silver’s Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Prompt Challenge #2 Magic & Glitter by
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Ours was a group in class, who never showed interest in studies and the day our teacher’s daughter died, imagining a day-off from Mathematics we took a sigh of relief but when we were busy in chatting and enjoying ourselves, the classroom door opened and the weary face of our teacher appeared.
On that day he was coming straight from graveyard and when one of his colleagues asked him to take a leave; he broke into tears and said,
“Perhaps this act of mine would make God happy and He’ll make home for my daughter in Paradise.”
(Above story is an inspiration from a real life event which I read in a book of a civil servant.)
This post is in response to Three Line Tales, Week Thirty-Six by SONYA. Picture for this week’s challenge is provided by Mike Wilson.
Listless clouds in sky
On observing the parched land
Decided to shake hands,
Result was nothing but life
Unity brought hope for land.
This post is in response to Silver’s Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Prompt Challenge #1 Harvest & Moon by
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