The world thrives on stories of hope,
Little cracked,but surviving homes;
I live each moment in awe
From when life picked me first
So out of line, yet so full of want;
You are home to me,my world,
The only constant reminder,
My prayers and wishes answered;
No matter what changes around,
Am blessed;love can be found
If you raise a toast for the gifts
That equally to strangers, you receive to give.
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Today’s prompt by Tina & Amrita’s page for thankful Thursday post is about Home. I have always found home with people and not in places. So this is a verse dedicated to the friends and my husband who have made home in my heart. Also Jamie asked us to write a poem on raising a toast to life. This is my thankful verse for life for the blessings and the constant reminder that there always is love around when you give that freely to others.
Also linking this poem to Open Link night.
Leaving another verse about being light for yourself and others that I am glad I learned some how , even if a little late ..
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Stay blessed !
❤
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Live and Let Live
Some thing very hurtful was said to me yesterday. And it reminded me how tribal people used to make a tree fall by gathering around it and swearing at it daily. The tree would eventually die and fall on its own.
i realize that the negatives thrown at me are meant to kill my spirit and make me fall
but if i can counter them with the love of people who know me and by loving all the same way or more , i can rise above all this.
So Here’s a hope , a prayer , a wish and a request – Live and let live. Life is beautiful when you let go of your hurt . Hurting some one will not bring back your joy. I might fade into oblivion but I know i have touched many hearts while I was here. and I will keep loving all the same way.
Story of a hug
It was just a hug,
and she could not deny,
maybe it was her doubt,
was there hope in his eyes ?
It was a warm hug,
a beginning for more he hoped
she could not refuse him once
so he looked forward to more.
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A short poem for today ‘s OctPoWriMo prompt to rhyme !
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Hello Visitors (#napowrimo day#2)
Hello visitors,
this you know is my dream;
a place I hope you know the limits
and the rules; yet unknown to me.
you show me places and events
that happened not,or maybe could have
some I wish never come true
others I feel I knew before you.
My mind’s state reflected often
my dreams I feel are powerful potion
made of your power of love
fighting my desperation for some.
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Prompted @ sunday Scribblings (Reflect)
Napowrimo#2 : Write a poem inspired by the song that was #1 on the day that you were born. Find it via this page . Mine was – The Power Of Love – Jennifer Rush
Apr PAD#2 : write a visitor poem
I live again
This is a duel poetry by me and ScribblingGal [ her lines in italics].
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One dream at a time,
I walk holding hope’s hands
faith in myself a little more today
I seek yet again strange lands
Lands of the unknown
Where I seek the divine
Gushing out pure love
I faked smile of belief.
A smile – real or fake
is all one needs sometime
to melt a road block
on the path to a better being
Being which I lost
In the path of thorns
Hard rocks I still stumble
Wavering feets falter
And I wait for a glimpse
A glimpse of the promised future
a blurred image of a dream
let go once, held close today
a gift or a curse,who can say
Cursed I have always been
When I didn’t believe
I knitted the scattered pieces
For I was walking again
walking again, holding hope’s hands
walking straight into unknown lands
fake smiles do not cause you harm
head held high, i love the way I am
I again believed
I again Smiled
I again Loved
I lived well,again.
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And from today , I invite any of you to write a reply poetry , or ask for a duel via emails , or suggest me lines . ideas for any post ! Any good challenge will be entertained and welcome here !
Haiku poem
blinded by your hate
i kept loving your shadows
till pain took my life
winds of faith in you
pushed me into darkness
where dreams bled to death
senses came alive
on threshold of extinct hope
and life surged in me
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Prompted @ Haiku Heights , OSI , Writer’s Island
Submitted to Poetry Potluck
A world with you
The only dream of a different world i ever had, was to live with the one i loved [ or so i thought] And so the “new world” always brings these feelings to surface.
It was a silly dream i know
living together forever
love would never have grown
It was a silly dream i know
Seeds of new world i did sow
now weeds it though gather
It was a silly dream i know
living together forever.
living together with you
It was a silly dream i know
not even a weed to hold to
living together with you
some facts are as untrue
as the challenges they throw
living together with you
It was a silly dream i know
Seeds of new world i did sow
though no hope i ever had
love would never have grown
Seeds of new world i did sow
It was a silly dream i know
i wish it was better dead
Seeds of new world i did sow
though no hope i ever had.
Prompted @ Theme Thursday , March challenge
Helping
Written for March challenge (day 13 – helping ) , Sunday Scribblings (big ) , Haiku heights (wings )
In line
I know i stand in line
and don’t have any say
but i pretend it’s fine
For bit of sunshine,
to prickle down my way
I know i stand in line
Is love never to be mine
hopes grow and die each day
but i pretend it’s fine
don’t you again assign
to break me like clay
I know i stand in line
Either mortal or divine
each does my soul slay
but i pretend it’s fine
Give me just one sign
life forever won’t b gray
I know i stand in line
but i pretend it’s fine
This form of poetry is Villanelle (Click to learn more about it)
Prompted @ Carry On Tuesday
Also submitted to One Shot Wednesday
Faith
“Face of faith changed for me”
Faith. The word inspires varies emotions in my heart , mind and soul. Faith on your family not to desert you; on the love you thought will never let you feel low;on the friend you never knew could make you cry so much;on yourself whose real power you never can fathom unless forced to.with every person, it changes its face, meaning and extent of its being between you and the concerned person. Strangely, it never leaves you even when broken. for long you keep searching reasons for its loss, searching for either excuses or ways to hurt it back. so where does this leave us ? when even you can betray the faith you have on yourself, what keeps faith living ? Answer is different to each individual. for me, the faith people instill in me and keep on me keeps me working to preserve it. what keeps your faith safe ?
empty eyes;torn hearts;
faith only let life find place;
the resurrection.
Prompted @ Sunday Scribblings & 6 word Saturday
Submitted to OSI and Haiku Heights