Poetic endeavors

Tender defender

2012-01-26T13:40:00.000-05:00

When its sisters, it is different,

An instinctive feel to some things,

And, a knack to know persists,

Crushing qualms of reality.

There is a charm to knowing,

The urges of one another,

Whispers are not necessary,

When looks can tell the story.

Picking up shards of each others’

Scattered thoughts of distress,

Brining life to the ashen face,

Soothing what the world scalded.

Espousing among themselves,

The indefatigable forgiveness,
A rip can’t tear them apart,

For love is a glue that repairs.

Revert to refuge

2012-01-26T13:21:00.001-05:00

Lumbering away into Thursday,
Gradually, a wee wreck I become,
Anticipation builds for the respite,
To weariness I seem to succumb.

Bubbling beneath the surface,
Is the prospect of a retreat,
A sanctuary to slink away into,
Following that, routine to repeat.

Full on

2012-01-24T23:18:00.000-05:00

Intended to I
Into the New Year tiptoe
Barge, it did on me

Curtain call

2012-01-18T13:31:00.002-05:00

A silver hair freak she wasn’t
Aging gracefully was her intent,
Wait, the sliver of time, doesn’t.
Downhill, toward end,began her descent.

A neat feat

2012-01-17T11:28:00.000-05:00

I join the exclusive tribe
Of the elite few who lay a claim,
To the guild of cadence,
I played a piece on the piano.

A novice nonetheless, I am
Fingers are no clichéd magic
Hours of diligent exercise preceded
A landmark to record, nothing short.

Roil & spoil

2012-01-16T13:23:00.000-05:00

An occurrence that jolted all,
Ailments font differentiate at all,
The whole world crumbled to fall,
Plunging everything to a pall.

Life was blown away by squall,
Distraught, one lay in a sprawl,
While, of it, an attempt to maul,
And, the dire, trying to forestall.

Irresolute resolutions

2012-01-13T11:17:00.000-05:00

This year I will let go
Curl up and wait for it to show,
Cross the clichéd bridges
Only when I reach the ridges.

This year, I will take a deep breath,
Cease to lead a life of stealth,
I shall stand tall and announce,
Challenges along the way, trounce.

This year I will learn to live,
And, of myself to me, give.
Not one to look back, regret,
And, to others, always abet.

Piecemeal

2012-01-13T08:44:00.001-05:00

Worn to shreds, tattered
A page from my life’s book
Closing the chapter

Attempt to alleviate

2012-01-12T14:08:00.000-05:00

I put a thatched roof over me,
My memories bubbling within,
Nothing is lost, nothing forgotten,
From the start of the breathing me.

A gate to cover my flood of tears,
I made with imaginary stones,
Thousands of tear-lets escaped
Left my insides fluttering away.

The hearth of feelings within,
A flash of joy it cooked up,
Thus I embark on my rebuild,
And, at normalcy, I seek to grope.

Deft degeneration

2012-01-12T13:19:00.003-05:00

Brutal are the vagaries of life,
Eccentric are out responses,
Outcries over things unfounded,
Coherence, swiftly on the decline.

Sullen is the general populace,
Brooding, the national pastime,
Glowering away for no reason,
Liveliness begins a rapid wane.

Skeptic cynicism abounds,
Fed by an explosion of facts,
Eulogized by men of yore,
Trust is a thing of the past.

Embracing innocence

2012-01-11T23:41:00.001-05:00

The sweet illustrations of innocence
Unadulterated brightness in the smile,
Delightful discovery of knowledge,
Milestones are met in succession.

The joy of a puzzle in place,
Beats a million dollar escape,
The dawning of awareness,
Diamonds pale in its brilliance.

Enfolding embrace in its purest,
Envelopes an unmatched quietude,
The bliss and contentment outweighs,
Every tangible substantiations.

Superable, it is

2012-01-11T00:03:00.002-05:00

Invincible, it is not today,
Ways and means are many,
Catch a hold, an iron grip,
Tame it like a Spanish bull.

Matadors are built if steel,
Doctors too aren't any less,
Holding on to dear life are
Riders atop the topsy turvy.

Disable, deform it might,
Subdue, it shan't succeed,
A day will dawn clearly bright,
Rising beyond these pin pricks.

A lease of peace

2012-01-09T23:17:00.000-05:00

Surface so smooth, a still water pond,
A state to attain, of humans, beyond,
Thoughts, a ripplee start slow,
Soon enough in a deluge to flow.

A plonk of a jolt, comes along,
A pebble to a rock, it moves strong.
Reflection muddled by turmoil,
Serenity, thus, stands to roil.

Rehashed

2012-01-01T23:55:00.000-05:00

The new year feels eerily familiar,
The old hasn't let go it's hold,
Ring in, I tried with all my might,
Steadfast,the past kept a clasp.

Many of these have gone by,
Each time previously, I tried,
This year felt jarringly odd,
Renewed wasn't to be had.

Afflicted conflicts

2011-12-21T13:03:00.002-05:00

I have nothing to say,
I have moved far away,
I am no longer who I was,
I need to stop, take a pause.

Beliefs of mine have changed,
Life, to shatter me, has managed,
Nothing I say or do matters,
I am in shambles and tatters.

Naught festive cheers me up,
Forcibly, I morning wake up,
Rumpled me, I have to show
Nothing but tons of sorrow.

Fathomless fondness

2011-12-20T14:23:00.000-05:00

My little one, born to another,
You are mine, shall be ever.
Proximity needn’t always be,
To love all, when you are free.

Immobile, I am made today,
With your affection, I am swayed,
Retribution in relationship is none,
Continuing with years ago begun.

Connections or none

2011-12-15T23:01:00.001-05:00

Relationships, a known farce,
Isolation is never pleasant pass,
Why and how do they sour?
Reasons do people try to scour.

Relationships deter many feats,
Isolation too in the end defeats,
Success rarely has public acclaim,
Failure, albeit brings open shame.

Relationships fester constant strife,
Isolation, breeds sadness rife,
Life never has a single set,
Of rules, there are several to whet.

Reactive reflection

2011-12-08T14:53:00.000-05:00

Passive, I am, in my own right,
I obsess on nicety with all my might,
Rarely ever, I put on a fight,
And, others in picture, I never slight.

Days, in spite aren’t all bright,
From the grind, not a respite,
Flagged every day are frights,
Scaling the unattainable heights.

In search of joy and delight,
Of soaring in skies like a kite,
Utopian world with no spite,
Beginning to look a lot like trite.

Flux flummoxes

2011-11-21T08:02:00.002-05:00

Standing afar, bare and tall,
I spy the lonely winter tree,
Lacking severe impetus,
But digging deep to subsist.

Solace it finds in cycles,
A succession of seasons,
Varied are its reasons to live,
Unlike me, hardly utopian.

Not long ago, bathed in splendor,
Colors hues and thriving blossoms,
Spring is its ultimate vindication,
Belief in a new and bright morrow.

Momentous milestone

2011-09-21T03:54:00.000-04:00

A notch to the crown of pride

A feather to the survivor cap,
You did it, you fared the ride
Earning a spot in the endurance map.

With hours of prayers and bated breath,
Awash with gratitude in every speck,
With pride and appreciation in depth,
Today, with wishes, you, we bedeck.

Dates are but numbers in row,
Quality from within, the years show,
With family and friends in tow,
Prayers for health, upon you, to bestow.

Barrage of bliss

2011-08-26T13:11:00.001-04:00

It rained wishes on her,
Deluge of goodwill forever,
Just an year older she was,
A day to look back, to pause.

Forty was a milestone,
To doubts, others'd be prone,
She was solid and sweet,
Staying so, not an easy feat.

Cakes and flowers showered,
From surprises, she recovered,
In the end, a day well spent,
A joyous year, it will cement.

Drenched in quiet

2011-08-25T12:55:00.000-04:00

In the serene blues
aware of my every breath
swimming with the fish

Upheaval

2011-08-24T22:17:00.000-04:00

When plates over, glide,
When nature and man collide,
Retribution is inevitable,
The prospects are then sable.

Bared open, earth lies,
Panic continues to reprise,
Quivering at, swaying moments,
Beyond fear, it transcends.

To adapt to follies, strived,
Nature, but got deprived,
Slowly let out her wrath,
Annihilation left in her path.

Tides of fortune

2011-08-21T13:21:00.001-04:00

A shipwrecked captain,
With nothing to steer,
his worth fell to shambles,
And disheveled he appeared.

How the mighty can fall
At the helm, he shone,
Steady in form, he drove,
Barking in crisp tones.

Change in fortunes,
Happen in an instant,
Hurricanes and tornadoes,
Laid seeds of his descent.

With not a ray of hope,
He wandered astray,
Such are the tales of many,
Filled, of many life's cliches.

Propose and dispose

2011-08-20T23:59:00.000-04:00

Mint money till I can
Then spend it all in a span,
That was the big plan.

What I didn't foresee
Was me, ceasing to be,
For the plan, I was key.

This, in the end, stun,
I had died young,
Dreams became far flung.

Seize I didn't of today,
nor smell roses along the way,
Just continued to fight the fray.

Rueful ruin

2011-08-18T12:30:00.001-04:00

Man-made creations,
Giants obliterated,
Stories crashing downward,
Its end, just specks of dust.

Massive waste of effort,
Time and money spent,
Large scale destruction,
Here today, gone the next.

Circle of life after all,
Re-birth after the fall,
There is an air of renewal,
Withe the weighed in gloom.

Spooks and Spirits

2011-08-17T20:12:00.000-04:00

A collective gasp, precludes,

But eerie silence prevails,

The clichéd pin drop extrudes,

Soon broken by the wails.

The dark silhoutte of ghosts,

Muted cries of the brood,

Surrounded by deep moats,

Danger here, viably brewed.

Ghoulishly forward specters,

Sucking the joyous souls,

Marked and signed as defectors,

All that remained were their howls.

Vile wile

2011-08-13T16:54:00.003-04:00

Birds of a look flock,
In togetherness, they shock,
Each other, they pull down,
While pretending, over to fawn.

Their eyes are slit shut,
Their words, each other smut,
Nastiness is in their blood,
Stomping over, they scud.

A group like none other,
Everyone else, they'll smother,
Devilish are their schemes,
Taking it to the extremes.

Like the ubiquitous flame,
They solely, seek to maim,
With vileness, they are signed,
To the fiend, they are affined.

Circle of joy

2011-08-10T13:54:00.002-04:00

Drenched in emotions,
Going through the motions,
Immune to triggers of joy.

Radiating melancholy,
Inviting others' folly,
Living like a decoy.

Depression is calling,
Changes I am stalling,
Intervention, I need to employ.

The joy of living,
Satisfaction of giving,
Taking it slow, I enjoy.

Sweeping up shambles

2011-08-04T12:02:00.000-04:00

A dose of appreciation,
Is the medicine for my malady,
The piercing silence,
Does nothing to alleviate.

Appearance of joy is phony,
Prevalence of melancholy,
Of success, a travesty,
Of life, a shell of parody.

A brash rehash

2011-07-27T12:33:00.000-04:00

Banter he didn’t come for,
Furtive glances at her, he snatched,
Years past with the secret yearning,
Of possibly being reattached.

Reunion of his high school class,
Was the ever clichéd event,
To fumble once again in love,
Can he now unflinchingly prevent?

Gawky gliding

2011-07-20T13:08:00.000-04:00

An early fall broke my spirits,
Bruised my ego, than my tailbone,
A giggle from little girls emerged,
Jiggling their procession, prone.

Cushions aren’t overrated,
When balance is an alien word,
Qualities like perseverance,
Now are best left unuttered.

A trip to the skating rink
Was all that was to be,
Didn’t deem an introspection,
But, its there for all to see.

Dispirited dejection

2011-06-22T11:18:00.001-04:00

Maintaining a decorum of civility,
In times of such blatant senility,
Futile is any attempt to please,
There isn’t a moment of peace.

When one ignores the raised query,
And, the imposed gag order gets weary,
With the selfish intentions overpowering,
Relations, I predict to begin souring.

Omitting the possibility of joy,
Success, to achieve, is the ploy,
Amidst it all, lives get destroyed,
Hardly a moment, thereby enjoyed.

Feminine

2011-06-21T11:38:00.000-04:00

Stinging like a bee
Floating like a butterfly
Strength and beauty combines.

Tigress if ever needled,
Bunny when coddled,
Such the power of woman.

Sedoka

An improbable trip

2011-06-17T18:12:00.002-04:00

Glitter and glue took me
On a delayed voyage back
To childhood that was free
Incomparable to life now.

Skeletons in closet, none
That could come to bit,
But there wasn’t much fun.
With life’s whats to be done.

Elephantine fear about things,
Held me back from gaiety,
But soared away on the wings,
Of childish fertile imagination.

A capricious rebel

2011-06-15T21:53:00.003-04:00

Temperamental programmers,
Losing their grip on life
Coding software syntaxes
They see their life passing by.

Preference they seem to have,
For machines over humans,
And the last thread of sanity,
They begin to lose it then.

A limerick I spout

2011-06-13T13:45:00.000-04:00

A man who was proud of his clout
He believed was due to his snout
He walked around in pomp
Expecting an easy romp,
But life trounced him to a rout.

Not days, years...

2011-06-10T00:00:00.000-04:00

Not so young, groom and bride,
Both were their parents' pride.

Tall, handsome and dignified,
Subdued, gentleness personified.

An articulate mind, inured,
A silent one, firmly moored.

Woven together, tapestry of lives,
Joy from the other, each derives.

A growing family ensued,
Toward better life, to collude.

Careers put on hold, when needed,
Family's calls were timely heeded.

Days went by, with some U-turns,
Speed bumps causing concerns.

Dedication to each other shone through,
As goals were steadily pursued.

Years passed by them swiftly,
As they busied with life deftly.

Every passing day is a wonderful sign,
Of their togetherness, a shrine.

A intricate woven tribute this forms,
As they continue to weather storms.

HappyAnniversary to you!

Cataclysmal calm

2011-06-08T15:38:00.000-04:00

Just the word ‘alter’ triggers,
Something filled with rigors,
Of life, as I know, an upheaval,
Change from things primeval.

A fondness for change, I have not.
Customary stirs my proverbial pot.
My unattainable reverie is to seek,
Tranquility if I can manage to eke.

Delicious delightful diversion

2011-06-05T18:55:00.001-04:00

A burst of cold misty spray,
Made the little one's day,
A slurpy lick of ice cream,
Made him, with joy, scream.

A ride in the carousel,
His fear did slowly unravel,
Sight of a flock of birds,
Brought forth string of words.

Penguins, peacock and hawk,
Sweetened the little one's gawk.
Bison, leopard and a big bear,
Cougar and panda in the fare.

Pheasants, silver and golden,
His gait now did embolden,
A sip of water before a content nap,
The day was a feather in his cap.

Elusive consistency

2011-06-01T18:55:00.000-04:00

An erratic life I lead,
Schedules barely met,
Meals skipped aplenty,
Disarray constantly beset.

Dreams about organized,
Structure in arrangement,
Method in madness I hope,
Stability is the intent.

An omen, I wait for,
the changes to effect,
The luminous inspiration,
As I anticipate to perfect.

Supper gone awry

2011-05-27T15:12:00.003-04:00

Suitors in arms,
Waiting hand and foot,
On the unsuspecting
Lady-to-be, in devout.

A supper when she sat,
Down to, this bleary night,
She wasn’t for interruptions,
Or a garish display of might.

A blanket expression,
She wore to ward off,
Their actions amusing,
She walked off with a scoff.

In the merry month of May,

2011-05-26T22:47:00.003-04:00

In the merry month of May,
In a morn, by break of day,
I woke up and I wondered,
Would I live upto hundred?

What brought about the thought,
With worry, I was wrought,
Of loved ones moving away,
Fears they continued to essay.

Prayers for all, I decided then,
And, follow the words of wise men,
Work! work with joy and pleasure,
Results and outcome, without measure.

Desires none, there shall be,
Happiness then, will continue to be,
Attachments always breed sorrow,
Think not of, what is for morrow?

Living for today, day by day,
Following the age old cliche.

Captivating charms

2011-05-25T08:46:00.000-04:00

With a grin, I stumbled into
The fascinating bead store,
The jumble of colors did
Make me yearn for more.

Some too tiny for the naked eye,
Hardly weighed a gram,
Others covered in layers of art,
And, as big as my palm.

The beader hard at work,
With her head bowed down,
Creating magic with her hands,
Her love for the art – shone.

3WW

Grandiose verbose

2011-05-23T07:56:00.000-04:00

Rambling wasn’t her forte,
Crisp and dry her repartee,
Acting lessons made her stray,
In a tangent, wandering away.

Loquacious, an occupational hazard,
Putting on a false façade,
Bordering on loud and effusive,
Far from her previously pensive.

Not anymore, who she was,
One day, she would take a pause,
For now, frontward to the fore,
Milestones many, she had to explore.

One Single Impression

Machination

2011-05-20T14:17:00.002-04:00

In my rusty language,

I strain for words,
Words to convey my love.

Rusty I had become,
In relationships,
A loner I lived as for
Far longer than I cared.

A strain this brought
In my love for her,
And hers for me.

A robot I had created
I become on with
A monster I turned it
And, it turned me!

Weekend Wordsmith

Dreary dampness

2011-05-18T08:12:00.002-04:00

Damp, today promises to be,
Incensed skies pouring away,
Sheets of water deluging to sea,
Life slowly skids to a stop today.

Gray and cloudy keeps at it,
Wet slippery paths facing all,
Venturing takes a lot of grit,
A wrong step leads to a fall.

3WW

Museum manifests

2011-05-16T15:08:00.000-04:00

A day at the museum,

Exhibition of the past,

Exposition of the art,

Anticipation of future.

Art in its entirety,

Genres of several kind,

Masterpieces of yore,

Mingled among potentials.

Bones and fossils crowd,

The flora and fauna cloud.

Machines from the bygone,

Rudiments of the science.

Voyeurism of life inherent,

Inexorable curiosity reigns,

Transparent show for posterity,

The cycle of inquisitiveness.

OSI

Yielding away

2011-05-16T08:04:00.002-04:00

Surrendering to sleep,
Is my dream for the day,
Into dreamland I will sweep
Off myself away.

My brain tell me to stop,
The body tattles with sign,
I artificially myself prop,
And vigorously feign.

Till no more of it can,
And the time is here,
Let there be no plan
And, into void disappear.

Sunday Scribblings

Heart of joy

2011-05-11T22:40:00.001-04:00

He brought joy to his mom,
His dad was his rooting team,
Managing his life on his own,
Was still a far fetched dream.

Little victories, they lived for,
A mini piano recital he performed,
He dressed up in his Sunday best,
To all who cheered, he warmed.

Forbidding all from any sorrow,
Was his sweet and pure heart,
Brandishing his innocent appeal,
All over joy to all, he did impart.

In the merry month of May...

2011-05-10T12:56:00.000-04:00

Clasped and clenched

2011-05-08T23:22:00.000-04:00

Locking my words deep within,
With rage, when I am seething.
Trying to portray a sane front,
So, them with words, not affront.

Words once out, can’t come back,
With strength, havoc they wrack,
Full control over anger, my artillery,
One that helps me avoid pillory.

Planet Halt

2011-05-05T14:55:00.000-04:00

If I knew, I had just two,
Weeks that remain in the world,
I thought hard of what I’ll do,
For a moment, my brain swirled.

Exotic, I thought, some action,
Doing seeing things not from before,
Then, family brought fond reaction,
Memories there were a galore.

Thought some more, then I did,
No end decision, I came up with,
Knowing before I may forbid,
And, dismiss, prior to it, as a myth.

Rude Cactus

Principal's principles

2011-05-04T23:21:00.000-04:00

Skating on thin ice of diplomacy,
is enough to give the best - jitters,
Without an air of supremacy,
Sweetened every one of the bitters.

With aplomb and grace, was handled,
The sticky and sensitive affairs,
One that in a blink, could be mangled,
And, caught them all unawares.

3WW

Stage and its players

2011-05-03T13:16:00.000-04:00

An actor is seen in glory,

Deserving, is he of the standing?
Rich fruits begets his labor,
Unworthy the largesse demanding.

Isn’t life a movie in motion?
Every day a new act in play?
Not one, but performers are all.
Each one’s story a ballet!

All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players

Still life of activity

2011-05-02T13:23:00.001-04:00

Magpie Tales 64

The child in her arms,
After a long day of work,
A photograph was not,
The thing to do then.

A cranky one, slipping
Away from her arms,
With a strong lock
But she held on.

An active baby,
Setting out to run,
Forced against will
To capture for ages.

A test of patience,
For the impatient pair,
Each would rather be,
Anywhere but here.

Magpie Tales

Framing

2011-05-01T19:43:00.001-04:00

In a jiffy, a line is drawn,
Maps are made in closed rooms,
Relationships in a snap, withdrawn,
And, a separate future looms.

Families are broken apart,
All for an arbitrary line,
Fences built, play their part,
With the singular aim to confine.

Creating borders is fairly swift,
Mingling, conversely, daunting.
Rather than at division, be miffed,
Togetherness, shouldn't we be flaunting?

Not a piece of cake

2011-05-01T17:36:00.001-04:00

A multilayered cake, I presume,
Atop are the stately bride and groom,
Intricate sugar icing in play,
Centerpiece of the wedding day.

Flowers intertwined, bright and gay,
Perhaps roses and daffodils, in bouquet,
Thistles and shamrock to wrap up,
The best ever, to savor each sup.

Royal Nuptial

2011-05-01T17:29:00.001-04:00

Splendid in display,
Restrained extravagance,
Regal attires in plenty,
Elegance in vogue.

Majestic, the key players,
Stately subdued in emotion,
Noble, the intent in all,
A modern fairy tale.

Innocence

2011-04-30T13:21:00.002-04:00

Guilt is castigated,
Innocence is glorified,
Is there a balance?

Haiku Heights

Snooze Abuse

2011-04-30T13:16:00.001-04:00

A day of so much joy,

That sleep wasn’t needed,
With emotions, it did toy,
But sleeps call wasn’t heeded.

Slowly but surely, it did,
As day went by indeed.
Into delirium, slowly slid,
And, finally, to sleep concede.

Theme Thursday

Predicament medicament

2011-04-30T00:15:00.000-04:00

I have lost touch with my past,
And, I certainly have no future,
The day left me a little aghast,
A broken heart, I need to suture.

A little taste of my medicine,
Felt bitter beyond what it sounds,
A long pause, all I could glean
Now to soothe and salve my wounds.

An ode to the wedding dress

2011-04-29T23:18:00.001-04:00

The impeccable white one,
Laced in intricate beauty,
Train falling in layers.
A subtle design all over.

Veiled in gorgeousness shines
Through, with the happy glow,
The one that will be traced,
By many to follow in steps.

A perfect sheath of fabric,
With not a single wary crease,
Designed by the best there are,
Frozen in frame and minds of all.

Devoid of disorders

2011-04-28T17:42:00.004-04:00

A world without the many,
Dreaded ailments, aplenty,
Toward it, there is a teem,
Will that end an empty dream?

For no reason, they strike,
Hitting the rich and poor alike,
Of deterioration, seems a surge,
As if earth is on a human purge.

Discoveries of cures proliferate,
Derivative disorders escalate,
Physicians with their hands dull,
From the dire, back they pull.

Idyllic in a utopian world,
Where the ideal life is unfurled,
One day it shall be there,
Maladies will be on the pare.

Customary

2011-04-25T23:58:00.001-04:00

A mishmash of words I try,

A poem among them, I spy.
Not a single day goes by,
When I don’t with words ply.

Days when in a deluge fall,
With words, I then have a ball,
Other days, I cajole and call,
Even then they seem to stall.

Satisfaction comes at the end,
When the rhymes all blend,
And slowly the verse does distend,
And, next one will impend.

2011-04-24T23:10:00.001-04:00

Prayer, words strung together,

Imploring and seeking some,

Expressing gratitude rather,

And, generally within one, from.

Beliefs of one’s own, they are,

Whatever or whoever it is,

Of a strength maybe near or far,

Anything that the heart’s eye sees.

Someone above all is felt,

To whom to surrender it all,

The sorrows then begin to melt,

Happiness is in for the long haul.

A day like none other

2011-04-23T00:01:00.002-04:00

An day like just another, I disagree,
Today is the day special, beyond measure
A day when not a thing can be ordinary.
A day of joy and absolute pleasure.

Even if there are none but you and me,
And, there are no packages wrapped in bow,
Today is just the best there can be,
A day with some apropos and a lot of wow.

A year older, playful yet mature,
With love, I cherish this day of yours,
A day with my smart entrepreneur,
A day spent in the out of doors.

Happy Birthday, dearest!!!

Wishes works

2011-04-22T22:15:00.000-04:00

Belated today, I set out,
to commend dear little one,
She is one, I always tout,
She never ceases to stun.

A day to celebrate her birth,
Was bright and dawned pretty,
Was one of some lovely mirth,
Where we all sang her a ditty.

With love, she envelopes us,
With joy, she fills us with,
Handling every day with finesse,
The day, birthday, was her eighth.

Quiet Qualms

2011-04-21T22:09:00.002-04:00

Maybe I am not meant to be,
A person with no skills, I see,
Am I worth anything today,
Have I contributed in any way?

Maybe I shouldn't have come,
Maybe I should have waited some,
This life, I built for me, here,
Unworthy of any credit, I fear.

Maybe my career should have been,
Some place where I'd not be seen,
In this moment of self doubt,
I just feel like an inept lout.

Prompt: Poetic asides

Self – spirit and scenery

2011-04-20T19:25:00.002-04:00

Each letter to pen is hard,
My brain seems to be charred,
A cleanse I need to effect,
Some life into these, inject.

My heart melts at my state,
Constant disarray is my fate,
Languid lethargy causes,
Life’s innumerable pauses.

Worry kneads my being,
Into submissive agreeing,
Flowing with what goes,
And, overlooking my woes.

One day, I will explode,
Today’s events forebode,
The day is not too far,
That, my life, could mar.

Conquered by character within

2011-04-19T21:34:00.001-04:00

Hair brushed imperfectly,
Pink cheeks faked with rouge,
Flaws hidden by makeup
Concealers in abundance,
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She reeks of cheap cologne,
An atypical fragrance flows,
Garish accessories abound
In unmentionable hues.

Suits of faded polyester,
Frayed along some seams,
Crumpled and creased,
Competing with her skin.

Dress maketh a man,
Heart overrules all,
A mediocre exterior,
Conquered by character within.

Prompt: Poetic Asides

Meager emancipation

2011-04-17T22:00:00.000-04:00

A shackled existence I lead,
Tied to my work, I seem to be,
Straight jacketed with deadlines,
Ceasing to persist for none else.

Is there a way out ever?
Am I sealed in an airtight box?
Will I be able to come up for air?
Can I choose to wish it all away?

Pretext I am probably seeking,
to hide behind, so my pathetic
excuse for the life I seem to lead,
doesn't seem so dismal.

Balance sheet of life

2011-04-15T14:20:00.001-04:00

Age creeps in and you wonder,
What did I do, when younger?
A decade in the real world
What is it that unfurled?

Did I get anything I crave?
A bank balance, did I save?
Or life, satisfaction to look back
Memories my heart can tack.

A million he saved at fifty,
Cool, isn’t that quite nifty?
Me, on the other hand,
Quagmired in quicksand.

Living life to ones’ own,
Seeds of dreams now sown,
What do people after all need?
If not for some of our greed?

Nice n Spice

2011-04-14T23:30:00.000-04:00

Spice in life, I have plenty,
Could never of any other way think,
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Tastes changing all in a blink.

Food follows life in ways,
Bland leads to lack of flavor,
Mild was never my craze,
Drama of zing, I’d rather savor.

Prompt: Theme Thursday

Much ado about outdo

2011-04-13T10:02:00.001-04:00

The continual will to excel
That’s inherent in her,
The desire to surpass,
Is becoming a curse.

Shut off she is by
The mediocre many,
Illusions of grandeur,
For them she denies.

Evident in the animosity,
That she faces day-to-day,
Slowly, but tragically,
This will be the death of her.

If at first, you don't succeed

2011-04-12T21:52:00.002-04:00

Several cliches exists now,
Success and its interpretations,
Trial not once, but a few,
Abilities, a part they play,
Outcome, much less they say.

Effort is the measure I hear,
Lack of, can be failure,
To each, his own definition,
One's poison, another's food,
Ultimately much chased after.

If at first, you don't succeed,
Another try will make it so,
If again, not up to par,
Another one will take you far,
Thus goes the age old adage.

Incensement

2011-04-11T08:27:00.000-04:00

The sweet smell of incense,
A purpose does it serve?
Awaken the senses to prayer.
Force out the serenity.

Will it dame my mind
Enough to entrance it
Sufficient to coerce me
To break out into piety.

The fragrant fumes billowing,
Incenses me into deference,
Spirituality zealously guarded,
I lose myself in a stupor.

On no account...

2011-04-10T20:57:00.000-04:00

I dream of the day
My fingers will fly,
Creating symphonies,
Never did I dream,
That there’d be a start.

As I pack my bag,
With sheets of music,
Lug around the keyboard,
Never, never! I say
Will I stop learning.

A class recital bit,
I play and take a bow,
Never in my wildest,
Did I ever see it so.
Today, in these, I revel.

Prompt: Poetic Asides

On the dot @ 5.30pm

2011-04-09T20:11:00.001-04:00

A paying guest accommodation,
The owner, a lady dignified,
A promise to check out more,
And, a cautious goodbye was bid.

A call the day after went,
Lady with a pissed off voice,
A call was promised at 5.30pm,
What with the delay of four hours.

Dusk set out in the midst,
Frantic searches for a place,
An innocent student life,
Was to begin in a week.

With trust was welcomed,
By another single mom,
A bipolar, she said she was,
Nicest was who she really was.

Prompt: Poetic asides

Spike over silk

2011-04-08T13:51:00.000-04:00

The proverbial bed of roses,
Shunned by the daring breed,
The thrill of thorns fulfills
The ceaseless need for speed.

Normal is oft eschewed,
Audacity, the sought after creed,
Routine is balked at as dull,
Invigorating – life is to be decreed.

Whimsy vision

2011-04-07T11:17:00.000-04:00

The shredder whirrs away,
The monotonous drone
Consumes the large room,
With everyone but her
Having gone for the day,
Paper ribbons fly by me,
What if this was done,
Rushing in a bid to hide?
What if these innocuous,
Ribbons would reveal bygones,
That could burn our ears?
What if the morning after
Would bring about a buzz?
What if these could have
Made a wonderful life for some?
What if there was evil lurking
Within these strewn strips?
But now at winding down dusk
The shredder whirrs away.

Prompt: Poetic Asides

Chronicle

2011-04-06T23:47:00.000-04:00

Fabricating a life of my own,
Adamantly holding on to some
I am stunned at how much I’ve grown,
In stride, I take it all as they come.

A peculiar obsession to past,
I seem to harbor within,
Now this new life, that I recast
Keeps changing, to my chagrin.

Prompt: 3WW

I await the day

2011-04-05T22:27:00.001-04:00

Taboo topics I don't touch
Inhibitions, I can't let go
Safe poems are mine, he says
No word of protest I say
The allegations I can't deny.

Poetry, like everything else
For me, I want to them happy,
Desperately so that it's unreal.
Expectations built up much above

Let downs I face all through
One day, at least once I will too
show the brilliance like others
One day, it shall happen.

Prompt - Poetic Asides

Loner

2011-04-04T21:21:00.000-04:00

A loner he was,
But he felt stifled,
By the voices in his head.

A loner he was seen as,
By the many around,
He couldn't wait to get away.

A loner he was branded
A tag he wanted to live by,
His multiple personalities crowded.

Postcard to nowhere

2011-04-02T21:57:00.000-04:00

Tropical paradise, Serene morns
A vacation without a care
Just an utopian dream it stays,
Wish reality takes the day off.
Things are well here, there too?

Atop the hill, I wanna shout,
Wish I were at home now.

Together in triumph

2011-04-02T14:16:00.002-04:00

A day imprinted in history
Beyond imagination,
A game after all,
But captivates a country.
To each their own,
Way of celebration.
Prayers to parties
Gratitude to elation.
Families and friends,
Brought together as one,
Unifying the divided,
Are these messengers of joy,
The players of passion,
Ultimately transient maybe,
But momentarily, just now
Nothing else matters
Just pure unadulterated bliss!
Tomorrow may transform
But today is etched in annals.
Awash with the thrill
And wallowing in delight.

India World Cup cricket champions

Destination, expedition

2011-04-01T16:43:00.001-04:00

No rides in buses or planes count,
The travel isn’t even worth a recount,
The journey from the not forgotten past,
To life’s stage, today that I am cast.

Being here, thoughts all over splattered,
How I got here, has never mattered.
Pieces of life left behind enroute,
Amassed as well some of the soot.

Blended like the flour for the batter,
Beaten in with eggs and butter,
Churned together in the big bowl.
The cake in the end is worth the extol.

Life’s process is not dissimilar,
In the end, its weirdly similar,
Now I accept the fruit of my toils,
Later on, can I enjoy the spoils?

Feint fantasy

2011-03-30T12:02:00.000-04:00

Persuading others to part
With their riches in loads,
Was what he did for long.

A loud life he lived
With bold gaudy displays
Mostly of fraud he kept up.

Not true to himself,
He continued to live his lie
Trappings of his own creation.

Come out of it all,
Did he ever desire?
Neither him nor any will know.

Tirade Charade

2011-03-29T13:23:00.000-04:00

Enraged at fellow men,
Ignorance isn’t flattering
Communication severely lacking
Self pompously bubbled in.

Years of my diligent efforts,
Trivialized beyond words,
Standing up on my desk,
I feel I should harangue.

Weathering the weather...

2011-03-16T16:58:00.003-04:00

The sweet breeze of spring,
Tickles the mind, the spirit
Eager for the good times to ring
Moving away from winter's grit.

Life that had been mellow,
Now turns into a frenzy,
Daffodils in canary yellow,
Sends the senses into a dizzy.

Return

2011-03-12T04:50:00.001-05:00

A carpet of flowers
I’d love to spread,
To welcome you back,
To the sweet homestead.

Not missing the hooray,
A complete band brigade,
To celebrate this day,
With pomp and parade.

Fighter, Survivor, Hero

2011-03-11T16:28:00.002-05:00

An accidental fighter
A deliberate survivor,
Chance and destiny
Marched on along.
With determination,
And, mind set strong.
On sights of recovery,
Recovery to the full.
A proud family watches
The quest in elation.
Tears of joy wells
Greeted without restrain
A new birth, life afresh
A voyage to savor.

Sweet are the sounds

2011-03-11T10:47:00.001-05:00

The sweet sound of words
Heard after a break,
Freely flowing without girds
What a day it did make.

Words of power and insight,
Words of life and success,
Words that had their bite,
Words that could aggress.

Language of love conveyed
Expressions of joy and fear,
Words that would be obeyed,
By all far and near.

Vocabulary rich in substance,
Conveyed through these sounds,
Lexis of a wide expanse,
Language of care surrounds.

The resonance of recovery,
Of sweet life, a gem.
A survivor was the discovery,
And that is how I'll remember them!

Prompt @ Carry on Tuesday

Infirm

2011-03-10T17:11:00.000-05:00

The rawness in emotion,
Slips through in this place,
Vulnerability creeping in
Unnoticed at this space.

Baring one’s all, it seems,
Loved ones stand by,
Fear in mind, fated.
Optimism washing by.

Humbled beyond words,
Everyone are, in here.
A wait for the outcome,
Clinging to life, dear.

Transformation

2011-03-09T16:57:00.000-05:00

Tantalizing is the descent of spring,
Eerie winter, stays on haunting,
Vivid multi-colors do accost,
The dainty white hues of frost.

Chatter incessant by the fowls,
From silence interspersed by windy howls.
Unreigned by joy nor set free,
The sleepy disposition used to be.

Fresh life spewing all around,
After cleansed and bared down,
Preview to summer, if you will.
And, the end of the frigid chill.

Raving rant

2011-02-09T17:07:00.002-05:00

I have skipped many a meal,
And, missed events for you,
I have cut short family time
And given up travel too.

I put my dreams on hold,
As fulfilling yours, I felt,
Would be realizing mine.
And, was I more wrong?

I was available anytime,
Multi-tasking a lot, I lived,
Yours before mine, I set,
Now, to what avail, I wail.

Time to be cutthroat,
There is no more us, I yell.
I remind myself slowly,
After all, it is just a job!

Weary of the wariness

2011-02-09T16:22:00.001-05:00

Obsolete, one tends to become,
To this paranoid institution.
Brutally phasing out, they
Treat people like specks of dirt.

The hush-hush within,
Several layers of doors,
Dare they let out their
Precious, so called secrets.

In essence, they live in
An utopian world of substance,
Where every fallout is
Nothing short of a cataclysm.

In mundane routines of
Arrogance, they persist on
Practically, antediluvian,
Extinction could befall soon.

Camaradarie for Contentment

2011-02-08T21:37:00.000-05:00

Love life and life will love you back. Love people and they will love you back.

Faces to friends, they move,
Loving people I begin to,
And, me back they do love,
World begins to get manageable.

Love life as well, I must,
Its love back, I do seek,
Need some gusto and zest,
Existing'll no longer suffice.

Alterations, I am long overdue,
Dramatic, maybe, not so much,
Babysteps, of it quite a few,
Peace and happiness, I aspire.

Super showdown

2011-02-06T12:24:00.001-05:00

A scrimmage, I will witness hereafter,
The hype before, stayed much after,
The goosebumps accompany the thrill,
Stereotypes many it does instill.

A pizza, a big screen TV a few,
Beer and soda in many forms are due.
Gruff looking men reduced to tears,
Commercials are fun, it appears.

Yearly tradition, in homes a many,
Wintry distraction, it provides a plenty.
Passions fly in words and actions,
Together and rooting in factions.

Music, an interlude for all,
Crowds in passion, begin to sprawl.
In the end, winner is just one,
So, ending the season of fun.

Vows and wows

2011-02-02T16:27:00.000-05:00

Living the life, we are, of a wedding vow,
Through better and worse, we have been.
Through laughter and tears we show,
The love for each other, grows within.

In sickness and in health, we shared,
Cherish we did from the day forward,
To each other, our souls we bared,
For richer, for poorer we were aboard.

We have both been freed and bound,
And, have been none other than ourself.
Standing by each other, we found,
The love in our hearts, is reward itself.