A 3ww haiku


Winnowed by our own ego

This potential saga of love remains unsung

A blindly hopeful heart awaits …

Lazy drizzles


Lazy drizzles
Stolen Glances
Lost Chances

Vindictive reality
Tart Awkwardness
Underhanded gestures

A mending heart
Feeling hopeful,
But Knowing…

For this week’s 3ww

 

I am ME!


Existing
From my first breath, and heart beat;
I am

Growing
From every inch of bone and flesh;
I am

Learning
From every word, smile and class;
I am

Believing
Shielded by naiveté and ever so trusting;
I am

Expecting
The world and all in it to accept me, as
I am;

Disappointed
When plans fail, and things fall apart;
I am

Broken
By betrayals, two-facedness and the malignant malice
of this world; I am

Wiser
By experience, by observation, by hits, trials and errors;
I am

Contented
By the joys amidst the tears, for the blessings;
I am

Wishful
For a peaceful and a better, enriched life
I am

Pragmatic
For wishing for success within my control,
I am

Stronger
With every passing moment, as today fades into tomorrow,
I am.

Alive
With life, on my own terms;
I am.

I am ME!

New Innings …


In the thickets of the forest
The little birds speak
Did you hear the budding of the florets?
Its fragrance , covering the tepid reek?

Through the auburns of autumn
and the ivories of winter
There is a lovely spring anew
amidst the leaf shedding, helter skelter

While the empty branches
Yes, they are, a sad sight
As I walk past , over the following days
New leaves! New life! What a delight!

As all things in life
they come a full circle
As the sands of time
Through the hourglass, trickle

Lets celebrate!
For this year is done
Let rejoice!
And start anew, the upcoming one

Hope is a flower


 

The calendar comes a full circle
Oh how, the months by us, went
As the blood gushes through the ventricles
Some in idledom, while others, well spent

As we list out the years highlights
Of the hard work , toil and moil
We celebrate on the joys and triumph 
and must ignore the rusted, rickety and unoiled

So if the calendar sheets are through
Does that mean this offers nothing new?
How does it matter, a day or a month
When you spearhead a plan, with strength

While we defy and fight for our rights
To our flaws and shortcomings, we submit
Despite what the ego instructs
We must rectify and overcome it

So here’s to the closure of the bad olds
And the starts of many good news
Through the manure of the bygone dead mistakes
A successful, positive hope of a flower, renews

 

This week’s 3ww entry.

Be Thankful


Between the moon rise and the sunrise
What does happen in the mid, transpires?
So just because you wake to another day,
Do you think its because you have it your way?
Be thankful!

From the roof that protects you above your head
And the clothes that cover you all over
Do you think, to all this , you’re entitled?
to all the sinfully tasty food, and leftovers?
Be thankful!

As you take every step out to your garden
And the starkly pure morning breeze
The dewdrops, on the leaves, they’ve fallen
While yellows and greens, dance on the leaves
Do you think these colors are yours to love?
Be thankful!

As you return to your haven, after a hard day’s work
And you soak in the loving smiles and kind words
If not for all this love, affection,and hugs
One would definitely go berserk
Be thankful!

For every breath
For every moment 
For every experience
For every joy
For every sorrow
For every instant of inspiration and wisdom

Be thankful!

‘Cos we gotta have faith :)


If life seems headed toward a dark tunnel
And nothing seems to make sense
Faith will be your light through the funnel
Your fuel, your joy, your effervescence

While the sine curve of life
Has its up and downs
Only Faith has the power
And energizes turnarounds!

While others spot the bird
One most spot the eye
Victory unencumbers effort and faith
and fructifies every try!

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