PERFECT POET AWARD WEEK 54

WOW! A perfect poet award for me?
It is really difficult to sink in....so, I will let this float about me. My first award and will be the most cherished one.


The Poetry Palace has awarded me this one for my last week's post...THE FLIGHT.


Feeling honored.


My today's post is - CHOICES

Was this a choice or fate?

Is this a mistake? Or

Have I been ever so right?

Do I see what I want to?

Or is this the reality?

The destiny’s cue?

These tiny voices in my head

Are they my doubts?

Or my heart saying me “You are true."

When faced with a choice

One right another wrong

Will I ever know the other was wrong?

Should I seek the answers?

Or should I let it be?

Go with the flow and

Wonder what ‘life’ could be?

            

                   ~  ~  ~  ~

I have to nominate one person and it is Brain Miller whom I know from dVerse Poets Pub...an awesome poet himself. The others in the group are just as great and it is humbling to know I am ranked among them.

Thank you all and here's for more. Cheers!

Indibloggers - Dove.....LOVE IS A TWO WAY STREET: LOVE YOUR HAIR IT LOVES YOU BACK

 With the launch of new Dove Nourishing Oil Care Range, Dove and Indiblogger present the "Love your hair and it loves you back" contest.

A LOVE TRIANGLE

Long, straight and silky

Owner’s pride – my crowning glory

Every woman’s identity -

On my hips, you would sway.

You were a tease, to the boys

When I twirled the locks, seemingly coy

In the sun, you glistened

Which guys want’d to touch & smoothen

He loved me more, cos’ of you

He was cross as I cropped you

I evolved and so I felt the need

To change you and style you

Short, chic and savvy

Full of bounce and volume

Have never felt so groovy

A happy love triangle- you, me and Dove.

For dVerse ~ Poets Pub

FormForAll – Etherees, Shape and Concrete Poems dVerse poets

TIME

                     Will you wait for me? Oh,

                          Time, I will as much try

                             Complete my chores 

                                Put my kids to

                                  Sleep, say a

                                     Prayer

                                  And be with 

                                You in a minute

                            Will you wait for me?

                           Time, as I have dreams

                       To conquer,& reach the sky.

THIS MOMENT

FRIDAY MOMENT

A Friday moment, a single photo, no words – capturing the week or day or experiences. A simple or extraordinary moment.

This moment is a ritual found on   Life - Inspired by the Wee Man, Adopted from soulemama

 which was introduced to me by my fellow bloggers. If you find yourself touched by a moment, and would like to participate, post your picture on a Friday and leave your link in the comment section, so I can visit your “Moment.”

POE-A-TREE HOP

This is for Cowboy Roy's prompt- "home is where" , where he has asked us to write a short story, poem or post pictures of our home.

Roy's Garage Sell and Auction is where you have to leave your link in the linky magical widgets.

Enjoy the hop.

HOME IS WHERE…

The heart is,

Home is where I find bliss

Home is my cocoon,

Home is my retreat,

Home is where I want to be.

Since, 1992, I have been staying away from ‘home’, that’s my birth place; a place where I went to school, had my first, second, third crushes; a place where I fell in love with this boy who is now the father of my kids (of course, I married him) ; a place where I made lifelong friends.

My family has been living in the same house for over 30 years now and so do most of our neighbors. The fruit seller, the provision store guy, the vegetable seller, the milk man, the laundry lady, everyone knows me. They welcome me with a smile and have a kind word for me.

I met my friends when we were kids, we all grew up together to be teenagers, got married around the same time, bitched about our lives, had our kids….who are now growing up together, as we did. History repeats. J

The familiarity of the place is soothing. Friends, family, relatives….celebrating functions, organizing get-togethers, catching up with local gossips and family politics, there is never a dull moment.

Home is where the memories are, especially my mom’s.

Home is where I am going tomorrow to celebrate “Deepavali”- the festival of lights.

Home is where I feel at home.

YOU TUBE TUESDAY

Originating at Josh’s 

http://itstigertime.blogspot.com You Tube Tuesday is a day set aside for sharing your favorite video. Feel free to join in. Each month Josh will highlight a selected video and present the “You Tube Award.” If you participate, please remember to leave your link in the linky tool on Josh’s blog site. 

This is the song "Ekla Chalo Re"- Walk alone, composed by Rabindranath Tagore, sung by Shreya Ghosal. The song is in Bengali.

English Translation:

If they answer not to thy call walk alone,
If they are afraid and cower mutely facing the wall,

O thou of evil luck,
open thy mind and speak out alone.

If they turn away, and desert you when crossing the wilderness,
O thou of evil luck,
trample the thorns under thy tread,
and along the blood-lined track travel alone
If they do not hold up the light when the night is troubled with storm,
O thou of evil luck,
with the thunder flame of pain ignite thy own heart
and let it burn alone.

The Gooseberry Garden…Poetry picnic week 9 – Longing, Loss, Loosing and Failure.

STONE COLD

“I am a rolling stone that gathers no moss”

I’d like to be a chip off

The mountain

That’s steadfast and strong

Standing tall with pride

Weathering storm, snow and ice

Magnificent with head held high.

I’d like to be a chip off

That rock on the hill

Sweltering in the Sun

Unmoving to the strong winds

Unaffected by the rains

Yet, cold at core.

I’d like to be that

Tree, firmly rooted

House to many species

Rejuvenating and regenerating

Never complaining

Standing on its own for years.

Once, a flower, tender

Sweet and innocent

Dancing in the winds

Spreading joy & fragrance

Your touch, transformed me &

Made me the stone I am.

SUNDAY, THE FUN DAY.

When, I started blogging ten months back, I did not know that I would come this far or that I would last this long. J

Over these months, I have joined various blog-sites and groups which have boosted the readership of my blog and has also give me chance to improve on my writing (have I?) and think beyond my mental framework.

Yesterday was a memorable day for me as it was the first bloggers meet I attended; organized by Indibloggers and sponsored by “Dove.” More than the event, I was looking forward to meet Corinne and Sulekha….awesome writers and equally awesome women. Both are bubbly and fun to be with.

     " We were supposed to write about each other, and about our interaction with them.'

                                             "Fun interactive session."

Though we were a group of about 70-80 women bloggers, it blew my mind that girls as young as 18-19 are not only blogging regularly but are maintain more than one blog, collaborating with others to blog and finding their own voice and niche` in this big virtual world of blogging. It was also a pleasure to meet many home makers, who have not let ‘the four walls’ of their home to restrict them or their creative abilities. Yes, all of there were the Women of Substance and proud to be so, rightfully. My self - worth went up a notch.

The venue was awesome, the Indibloggers and the Dove team took good care of us. We were treated to hair wash and hair styling session and also hand and foot massage sessions. I did not want the foot massage session to end but go on and on and on.

Ah! The gift hampers. Everyone got one…but, I got two for (i) being an early bird- it pays to be punctual. (ii) For having a short hair…and I also got an gift voucher from Shoppers Stop worth Rs. 2,500/- J

A fun day with some girl-bonding, loads of fun, interaction, some learning….etc, etc…..looking forward to the next one.

For more - http://www.indiblogger.in/  #Dovespa

MAGNIFICENT MONDAY

Welcome to Magnificent Monday and the theme of this week is “water.”

It can be anything about water….waves, rivers, water sprouts, waterfalls, seas, a glass of water or anything else. If you would like to participate, and then bring your post and link them up in the linky tool of  http://holesinmysoles.blogspot.com/ and leave a comment.

Also be sure and leave a link to your post in the comment box, so we can visit you.

"If there is magic on this planet, it is contained in water." - Loran Eisely, The Immense Journey, 1957.

"When the well in dry, we know the worth of water." - Benjamin Franklin

"Ye marshals, how candid and simple and nothing-withholding and free, Ye publish yourselves to the sky and offer yourselves to the sea." -Sydney Lanier, 1878.

dVerse - POETICS- TABOO SUBJECTS: HOW TO BE FEARLESS AND NOTHING LESS

Kelley Moore of dVerse Poets Pub is providing us this week’s Poetics prompt. She wants us to write about from any of these taboo topics- sex, war/politics or religion.

Here is mine….

ECSTASY

Our eyes locked

In an intimate embrace

The unwavering gaze

Reality but a haze

Senses heightened

Galloping heartbeat

Heaving bosom

As our lips meet

The tongues speak

A language primitive

Driven by the need

That’s so archaic

The hands explore

The hidden treasures

Discarding layers which

Hinder the pleasure

Hypnotised we dance

Instincts take over

Drinking in trance

In abyss we fall over

To rise to our needs

Intoxicating and addictive

You feast on my bud

Sedative-ly seductive

Blinded by the love

Entering the Eden

Reaching peak of rhythm

We b-cum one.