Mute Spectator- Reena’s Xploration Challenge #266

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Mute Spectator


I thought 
Time is the pilot
To lead me in journey of my life
It would teach me the skills
To forget the pain
To face the storms 
To keep balance in all difficult situations
But in the end
I found
Time is
Just a mute spectator
Of your arrival
Your journey
And your departure
It neither stops you
Nor forces you
You learn by yourself 
The art of living 
 It does not fly by
It just stands still
Allowing you
To be the pilot of your life
Learn to keep the balance
To sail through storms
Learn by own mistakes 
Be responsible for your decisions
And bear 
The consequences

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #112- Pause/ ठहराव

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #112

WRITING PROMPT 112

This week you can choose one or more from a set of 10 words/phrases, to kick start your thought process. Let us see where the journey takes you. The comments often offer different perspectives and start another thread of creativity. Find time to read those and interact with other writers.

Here are the options….

1. pockets of stillness
2. question your maps
3. cynical assertions
4. lost alphabet
5. was that really me?
6. crumbling thoughts
7. undulating patterns
8. free-flowing bonds
9. pregnant pause
10. potential of emptiness

Pockets of Stillness

जिंदगी दौड़ रही

बेरोक बेलगाम सी 

कभी कभी इसमें 

विश्राम होना चाहिए
जिंदगी कटी यहाँ 

वहां घूम घूम के
अब तो कोई 

पड़ाव होना चाहिए
बदला ना खुद को कभी 

अपनी ही जिद में जिए
अब तो व्यवहार में 

बदलाव  होना चाहिए  

बचपन में खेले खूब  

जवानी में भटक लिए
बुढ़ापे में थोड़ा  

ठहराव होना चाहिए

~Indira

 

It is so much more rewarding to understand than to feel right, even if that means changing your mind about a subject, an ideology, a person and even yourself. — Maria Popova 

Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 94, “Beliefs & Strange,” #SynonymsOnly

Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 94, “Beliefs & Strange,” #SynonymsOnly

unreasonable

unscientific faiths control

our behavior

however illogical

we are slaves of traditions

 

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 41

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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

#Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 95 – Landscape & Homes

#Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 95 – Landscape & Homes

Etheree Poetry – Syllabic Pattern: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10, Rhyme: None

My

home was

surrounded

by trees and ponds

what a  heavenly

landscape it provided

Now unscrupulous tree cutting

and unscrupulous use of plastics

Alas! only what I see around

The huge dump of plastics or Plasticscape

Poem For Halloween

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 it until I see her

performing a  spooky deed

then one day when she cut her hand 

and spilled not a drop of blood

I found it terrifying indeed

but she danced and sang swirling her head

in one hand at full speed

so blood-curdling was the sight 

I thought of taking a flight 

and to the nearest exit, I hurried

~Indira

Hidden- The Daily Post

Hidden- The Daily Post

hidden

in a corner of your mind

unfulfilled desires

lie dormant

waiting for a weak moment

to conquer you

you run away from them

they chase you

you fight them

they empower you

you suppress them

they become an obsession

if they are goal oriented

they take you to the

destination

if they are only lust greed

they will take you to the

hell

The Daily Post- Fight

THEDAILYPOSTMar 18, 2016

DAILY PROMPT

Fight

Success in life

Is all about

To know

The right time to fight

And the right time

To take a flight

 

The Daily Post- Inevitable

DAILY PROMPT

Inevitable

Inevitable is

Failing and falling

Inevitable is

Life and death

Inevitable is

Faults and failures

Inevitable is

Disappointments

But never give up

Faith, courage and 

Dedication

As giving up is a sin

And an obstacle

In your path to win

~Indira

Courageous cat( Google Images)

Mystery: Weekly 13 Words Story!

Mystery: Weekly 13 Words Story! Hosted by Anand.

The veil of mystery

Surrounded  the unknown

Explored properly

And the mystery was gone