Their Spirits Shine..

Written for 3WW: Essence, Practical, Dare

Edited after some time.. listening to my heart..

Their Spirits Shine..

He doesn't dare
Face the truth always
For that's the essence of
Practical living
Recipe` for success
In the materialistic world
So what
If spirit suffocates
But then some spirits shine
They dare, and face the truth..
For they know
If one is not happy ,
One is not successful..

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And a haiku.. for Haiku Challenge at Few Miles of Sis..

Being practical, ah,
Essence of pretense, why dare
To bring lilt in life..

Where are Footprints..

Written for HAIKU CHALLENGE hosted by our friend SIS..


Wears velvety shoes,
Walks on marble and wonders,
"Hey, my footprints?"


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Poetry Potluck: Goal OSI: Humility

Written for Poetry Potluck:

GOAL

To reach my goal, if I go on changing path
WiIl I ever know how did I reach?
I am on my path and shall stay on it
Let my goal be wherever I may reach..

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Written for OSI ....my 2nd entry..

Humility.. That's What It Is!

Arrogance shouts,
" I made it so good and worthy"
Says Humility,
" Thank God, it turned out to be!"

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If you haven't already then, do visit and enjoy my earlier POST
That's been my 200th one, your blessings make me happy DOST

( 'Dost' in Hindi is a'Friend')

I Sit on a Rock, Moon Walks on Clouds..

My 200th HAPPY POST

(My dash board says it is so)

LET ME TAKE YOU TO A WORLD WHERE JOY AND HAPPINESS EXTEND THEIR
ARMS TO EMBRACE YOU..AND THAT WORLD IS SPREAD IN THE “HERE AND NOW”

Written for OSI Prompt : HUMILITY

Thanks to Roberts for the prompt..

I Sit on a Rock, Moon Walks on Clouds...
(A chain of haikus)

I sit on a rock
Feet don’t reach water below
Lo! Waves jump to touch..

Lo! Waves jump to touch..
I feel sprinkles on my soul
Setting Sun smiles

Setting Sun smiles
Telling me to sink with it, ah,
I come out of depths

I come out of depths
Restless eyes look for heights
Mind jumps on the chance

Mind jumps on the chance
Let’s pride walk in quietly
Humility knows

Humility knows
She holds the heart tightly,
Heart beats soft and strong

Heart beats soft and strong
Keeps arrogance at bay
I detach myself

I detach myself
Pride melts, arrogance faints
Humility stays

Humility stays
Setting Sun beckons again
Dancing waves gleam gold

Dancing waves gleam gold
Sea of feelings settle, and
Moon walks on clouds

Moon walks on clouds
Softness soothes my soul ‘n mind
Moonbeam’s gentle touch

Moonbeam’s gentle touch
Happiness spills from my eyes
Stars roll down the cheeks

Stars roll down the cheeks
Moon, clouds and sea merge
God, let the dream stay

God let the dream stay
Fluttering wings of thoughts
I sit on a rock

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I have timed it to coincide with Sunday so as to link it with OSI, the site which encouraged me and became my gateway to the world of blogging..a world which is so beautiful and oft times pretty magical.. what with such wonderful creative talents sharing their thoughts with each other, offering a gift of understanding, a gift we all cherish..I certainly do.

A big thank you to all who have visited this space, who visit regularly and who would be visiting in the days to come..

A special thanks to those who have chosen to follow ..my writings...this is indeed very encouraging and a touching gesture.. God Bless!!!

Hi Happy Haikus...

I AM SO GRATEFUL TO GRAMMY FOR SUCH LOVELY PICTURES FOR MY HAIKUS....

Ah, visit of angels
My thoughts roll out a rainbow
Happy colors greet


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Angels look in awe
Sublime colors offer peace
Aren’t they already home


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Added after first two comments.. oops little late..

Written for LOL...

Deer , goats and sheep
Dance in frenzy around King
Unwell lion skips meal...


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This is 199th Post.. return to see 200th on Sunday..
Thanks.. dears for all the support..

I Am Keeping My Fingers Crossed - 3WW

Written for 3WW: Abrasive, Loss, Handful



I Am Keeping My Fingers crossed

Ah, finally he could choose
To be abrasive with select few
He had reached where he wanted to
Power had been bestowed, and
He made right choices, pulling down
The shining faces and glowing spirits
Where was the alternative
Their light made his own scars visible
Scars which he had received
In the battles he had been fighting
With his own self, and opposites
A handful of mute on his side
Sustaining the power, and
The need to hold on to it
Needed just that kind of small army
Of trustworthy and loyalists
Others could be sacrificed
On the altar of exotic dreams
Without any loss of face, for
He could easily hide behind
His pretentious self, keeping a smile
Stolen perhaps from the forgotten
Moments of innocent childhood
No, it did not matter to him
If Just a handful accompanied
Him on his last journey
Living abrasively had been taught to him
Loss of innocence had occurred
Just as a shooting star suddenly appears
And then melts in the haze
He had picked up from the way
What was offered
And he was right, and those purer
Around him understood that
A flickering light of purity
Burnt deep inside
In the same corner from where
The infectious smile had come
Perhaps waiting to become a flame
And along with those others few
I too wait with a bated breath
And God looks at me from
Behind the curtain of
My own clouded thoughts
His eyes full of mischief, and I understand
It has been His ploy with me, as always
He wants me to remain hopeful
I am keeping my fingers crossed …



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