Tag Archives: poetry under spotlight

When Poetry Makes Sense (via Shades Of Grey)

Amazing deep poetry .. do read !

“Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least We have to dread from man or beast. How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me. Admirer as I think I am Of stars that do not give a damn, I cannot, now I see them, say I missed one terribly all day. Were all stars to disapp … Read More

via Shades Of Grey

Queer ways

why not pay attention
to words, deeds and intention;
rather than his ways;

Rather than her ways
that may appear so queer to you
do you know better ?

Written for Sensational Haiku Wednesday.

And on similar thought, I share the following posts with you :

Celebrate Today , She didn’t change by Amy


No Rings by Tasithoughts.

Read , react and reach out to all people alike.


nigh comes end of night

the lonely star twinkles away

you wake up alone too


Prompted @ Haiku Heights


I read this last night and immediately I knew this one has to be shared :




Chirping birds announced day break,
he thought he smelt hot tea
Blue or black, he pondered about the suit
Then it hit him! “Bereavement leave”.

How soon the memory slipped,
He had fed the crows, done the last deeds
She lay serene, it had felt so strange
She who never slept, when he was awake.



Read the whole poem here [ and do not forget to leave a comment please ]


And another interesting poem video for you :


I fly

Balloon of my dreams,
heavy with expectations,
can not put me down.
No!Not any more.
Into the sunlit clouds
I fly, maybe not high,
I still sing aloud.

Prompted @ One shoot SundaySunday 160



Today as part of Spotlight, i searched the archives of a friend’s blog and found this :

Spilled Ink

by iBeingMe


I remember every word

That you told me was assured

I recall that night

When I reclaimed all my might

I have everything to gain

I’ll be more than just a name

It’s time to spill the ink

Allow your words to sink

On this paper in front of me

Because your thoughts are my new enemy



Creative One

Jingle & Becca passed this award to me [ Did I tell you I loved the award image !! ] As per the rules , I can share it with 1-20 more bloggers. But before I do that , here is a poem I want to share with you all :

The Bridge Builder by Will Allen Dromgoole

An old man, going a lone highway,

Came, at the evening, cold and gray,

To a chasm, vast, and deep, and wide,

Through which was flowing a sullen tide.

The old man crossed in the twilight dim;

The sullen stream had no fear for him;

But he turned, when safe on the other side,

And built a bridge to span the tide.

“Old man,” said a fellow pilgrim, near,

“You are wasting strength with building here;

Your journey will end with the ending day;

You never again will pass this way;

You’ve crossed the chasm, deep and wide- 

Why build you this bridge at the evening tide?”

The builder lifted his old gray head: “Good friend,

in the path I have come,” he said,

“There followeth after me today,

A youth, whose feet must pass this way.

This chasm, that has been naught to me,

To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be.

He, too, must cross in the twilight dim;

Good friend, I am building this bridge for him.”

Found this as a part of this article : Crerative Desires

And here is the carpet being rolled out to my most read and appreciated people in blogsvilla :

The amazing story teller Fubar [NothingMan]

My most recent reader and a wonderful blogger Bikram

Scribbling Gal for the most touching posts

Vinay for being so inspiring

Riika for being THE most talented blogger I have come across

Trisha , the one poetess I so much like reading. Also her paint work is excellent.

Fiveloaf for the fitting finest emotions into least of words

Luna for her wonderful blog and most honest writes.

Kenia Cris for amazing words and some fabulous images along them.

Mad(am) Kane for making me smile as much as think wise with her posts.

No one writes haiku as wonderful as Nanka.

Prose Poetry / Poetry Prose .. you will love Dan‘s tales full of wise words

Talking of stories , I am reminded of Chatterbox – simple and sweet !


Enjoy reading these blogs if you don’t already !

Poetry & Music

Off  late I been reading Indian authors – not poetry though. So when mention of Vikram Seth came in a conversation, I was reminded of this poem :

All You who Sleep Tonight

All you who sleep tonight
Far from the ones you love,
No hand to left or right
And emptiness above –

Know that you aren’t alone
The whole world shares your tears,
Some for two nights or one,
And some for all their years

Read More Poetry by Vikram Seth here

And now some sufi music ! Let peace rule your heart, mind and matter :



Fingers trace the once known shape

As memories fill colors to the thoughts;

Caressing my fingers,i feel yours

Erasing the senses, alien to yours.

Written for Theme Thursday

Today I share with you a poem by Eclipse. She has been inspiring me so much since I  first read her blog. Each of her post is worth reading.

An ode to a Poet

A different kind of a being
passing through
the windy alleys of this world
leaving the unforgetable marks behind

And how is it possible to ever let go
of such a precious soul
fragile and strong
at the same time
where light meets darkness
clinging to each other
deep inside his heart



Read the whole poem here

Lonely Desire

Loneliness grows,
adamant,I fabricate
peculiar desire.

Prompted @ 3WW and Sensational Haiku Wednesday

Today in Poetry Spotlight, I share with some wonderful lines from Jen to her daughter . I bet many of you would relate to these :

Did I give her all the things she needs?

Did I give her all the things she needs?
To earn, to respect, to fight, to be free
Did I teach her well, did I do it right?
Who knows for sure, I gave all my might.
Common sense tells me she’ll be alright.


Read the whole Poem here


vision lost but not;

frail fingers dance the same yet

puppets in control.


Prompted @ Haiku Heights

And this reminds me of a music video in my native language. Do watch the video – The story is easy to understand from the visual :


Poetry under spotlight is by one of the lady blogger I really admire for her writing and the stuff she shares otherwise on her blog :

The Man who Loved

– Jamie Dedes


Such a lover of color he was,

always savoring, savoring the

blue of a summer sky and the

soul-soothing wild indigo, the


way a daisy with its yellow tummy

and white fringe reminded one

of centering. He loved the roses,

thorned and feral in sacred and


raunchy reds and salacious

pinks accenting the landscape,



Read the whole poem here [and don’t forget to leave your comments]


In the videos, I today found this translated poem  : I am not I



Hope you enjoyed this collection. Let me know if you want to read / watch anything in particular.

I will try best to find for you.