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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #74

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #74

PROMPT

The prompt this week is a collage. Pick any one element of it (a picture or quote), or more and let the thoughts flow. The choice is yours.

 

I beg to differ

Not everyone is  a moon

With dark side to hide

Maybe with few flaws

Visible or invisible

Nothing which

A little attention

Awareness or a strong cannot mend

Maybe

They are Stars

small or big

bright or dim

or

A small candle

Perhaps

Giving light to others

Burning till the wax melts 

Divine blessing indeed

 

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #72

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #72

prompt

rec72

 

 

Quaint Lover

go 

grow

fly in the sky

explore the world

don’t hang to me

I’m rooted 

immobile

 you have wings to fly

don’t look at me

with sad eyes

I’m bad with goodbyes

but promise to me

When you are tired

your wings weak

feel lonely 

and  undesired 

come back to me

I’ll always be there 

waiting for thee

rest in my arms 

I’ll sing a lullaby

 

 

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #229 Win&Lose

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #229 Win&Lose

Sometimes you lose but

win, sometimes you win but lose

In the game of love

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 44- Abstraction

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 44

challenge 44

The format can be a story/poem/rant/anecdotes/journalistic coverage of events/ reflections as usual.

Be straightforward friend
Don’t kill me with your sweetness
Scared of diabetes 
———————————
either you are happy
or sad
show it with full expression
suppression helps you not
only brings depression
you can’t live your life
with ideology alone
enjoy every bit of it
but
in moderation
—————————————-
हवा में सीलापन सा क्यों है कहीं पे कोई रोया है क्या?

महलों में सब सुविधा पाकर कहीं कोई तो   हँस  ना पाए,

जूठन पाकर झोपड़ीवाला  ख़ुशी के मारे  रोया है क्या?

दिन भर खूब मजूरी की पर  शाम को खाना  घर न आया

बिलख बिलख कर रोते कोई  भूख का मारा  सोया है क्या ?

लालच में वृक्ष काट लिए, बीज कभी भी बोये नहीं

 अब मौसम का रुख देखकर कहीं पर कोई रोया है  क्या?

बेटियां कितनी बलि चढ़ा  दी ,एक बेटे  के लालच में ,

आज उसी बेटी की खातिर किसीका का दिल कहीं  रोया है क्या?

सागर से मिलने वाली  नदियों का जल जब  सूख  गया,

आस लगा कर बैठा सागर,बिलख बिलख कर रोया है क्या?

पापों का लेखा जोखा कर कहीं कोई ग़मगीन हुआ क्या

कहीं कोई शैतान ठिठक कर हँसते हँसते रोया है क्या?

यूं तो कारण बहुत मिले , रोज़ रोज़ हँसने  गाने के

बहलाने को चेहरा छिपाकर, बार बार मुंह धोया है क्या

हवा में सीलापन सा क्यों है ?कही पे कोई रोया है क्या?

~इंदिरा

Translation in English

why breeze is so damp, has someone somewhere cried

some never smile even when they get all the comforts of the world

All the comforts at door, can’t make some smile

Has some poor laughed with a little more than expectation

has someone ever cried regretting no seed was ever sown

those who sacrificed girl fetus to get one son

has some mother ever shed tears remembering that girl

has some mother ever shed tears remembering that girl

has sea sometimes cried and longed for them

when the river water could not reach sea ’cause they dried with our negligence

has sea sometimes cried and longed for them
why breeze is so damp, has someone somewhere cried

बारिश/ Barish/ Rains

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Enjoying rains in Mumbai, of course from a safe distance.

सावन तो सावन है 
चपन का हो या 
बुढ़ापे का 
क्यों है शिकवा 
ज़माने से 
कागज़ भी है 
पानी भी है 
कौन रोकता है तुम्हे 
कश्ती तैराने से 
मन तो कभी बूढ़ा 
नहीं होता 
कौन रोकता है 
बच्चों की ख़ुशी में 
खुश हो जाने से 
छत से झांक कर 
मौज करते बच्चों को देखो 
कौन रोकता है 
बारिश का लुत्फ़ 
उठाने से 
~indira

Weekend Writing Prompt #60 – Weave

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Weekend Writing Prompt #60 – Weave

26 words

weaved a dream
with the rainbow colors
the colors faded with
the wear and tear of time
leaving the contentment
at least I
dared to 
dream

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 41

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 41

We are dabbling with Erasure Poetry this week – call it White Out or Black Out as you please.

Erasure is a form of found poetry or found object art created by erasing words from an existing text in prose or verse and framing the result on the page as a poem.[1] The results can be allowed to stand in situ or they can be arranged into lines and/or stanzas.

BLUE: The Color Of Longing

The world is blue at its edges 

and in its depths

The blue that gets lost
never travels the 
whole distance
from the sun to us

the blue that got lost
the blue that does not reach us
gives color to the colorless water
purer the water 
the deeper the blue
at the horizon
the blue land
seems to be
dissolving in the blue sky
the blue
at the farthest
reaches of the places
where you see for miles
deeper
dreamier
melancholy blue
the blue 
color of distance
the blue
which does not touch us
does not travel the whole distance
is the beauty of the world
so much of which is 
in the color blue.
blue 
at the far edge 
of
what can be seen
the color of the horizon
of remote mountain ranges
of anything
far away
color of emotion
the color of
solitude and desire
the color
where you can never go
for
the blue is not
at the horizon
but in the atmospheric distance
between you and mountains
the color of
longings
for the distance
you never arrive in,
For the blue world
~Indira
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

Weekend Writing Prompt #32 – Reflection

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Weekend Writing Prompt #32 – Reflection

Challenge

Prose Challenge – Write a story in 150 words where a character sees their reflection and is surprised by what they find.

Poetry Challenge – Write an acrostic poem, where the first letter of the first word of each line spells out “reflection” as it is read from top to bottom.

REFLECTION

Reflection of inner thoughts

Escapes not

From wise eyes

Let, then,  reflect

Empathy and compassion

Care and  love

Trust and gratitude

In your eyes

Or wear the real face with courage

Never deceit with a mask

 

A Month of Mini Writing Challenges 2017- Day 30

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A Month of Mini Writing Challenges 2017- day 30

Write a spooky poem in 13 lines for Halloween.

 

‘Your neighbor is spooky’ 

warned my friend  

but I never paid a heed

how can I believe until I see her

performing a  spooky deed

then one day when she cut hand 

and spilled not a drop of blood

I found it terrifying indeed

but she danced and sang swirling her head

with one hand in full speed

so blood-curdling was the sight 

I thought of taking a flight 

and to the nearest exit, I hurried

 

The Daily Post- Fight

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Fight

Success in life

Is all about

To know

The right time to fight

And the right time

To take a flight

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Grammy Writes

and takes pictures, and travels, and...

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Lets Go Nuts Together

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