Poem- Dust in the wind

Daily Prompt- Dust in the Wind– Have you made your bucket list? Now’s the time — write about the things you want to do and see before you become dust in the wind.

 

The Things I Want To Do

 

Whatever I’m today 

Because of the choices I have made

By taking responsibilities

for the  decisions I took

By following the path I choose 

And do whatever I could

In given circumstances.

Still, some desires are there unfulfilled.

Though my age may not permit me,

I would like to climb the Himalayas

Travel around the world

 Dance on the clouds

 Go on a voyage

 Fly with the birds.

 But this is what I can still accomplish 

 Sing a lovely song of love and peace

 Write a poem on friendship, compassion, and compatibility

 Give a smile to everyone I meet

 Help someone living his/her dream

 I pray to God please help me to fulfill

 Whatever whimsy ideas come to my mind

 Before I become dust in the wind.

~Indira

 

 

 

Five Sentence Fiction – Whimsical

Five Sentence Fiction – Whimsical

Whimsyland

My husband brought me to this place ‘Whimsy land’  to have fun as I always complain of living a boring life, now here  I can dance with the clouds, fly with the butterflies, play with the dolphins or whatever damned activities I can think off and now I should be thankful to him for fulfilling my dreams.

 I have to live here alone for a few days as he has some urgent work to complete then he will come back and take me back.

 It is one month passed and he has not yet come back.

 The staff here said that it is a mental asylum where rich people leave their burdens and pay a good some for that and now I’m to live here forever.

 I’m not complaining as it’s better here as compared to his ‘all work and no fun’ gloomy house which was like a tomb,I’m having lots of fun with the inmates.

 

 

 

 

“Once you realize that the road is the goal and that you are always on the road, not to reach a goal, but to enjoy its beauty and its wisdom, life ceases to be a task and becomes natural and simple, in itself an ecstasy.” Nisargadatta Maharaj

Pride

Life is a mixed bag of
hopes and disappointments
dreams and realities
victories and defeats
triumphs and disasters
sometimes you win
sometimes you lose
sometimes you have to  run against the tide
sometimes you have to run with the tide
make compromises
don’t lose your heart
don’t complain
count your blessings
be proud of what you have achieved
keep your composure
spine stretched
shoulders straight
heart full of gratitude
head held with pride

~ Indira

Doomsday

Your day ends the moment
you lose hope, dreams
and faith in yourself
keep complaining
cursing your fate
blame others
and for solutions
hold at bay

Doomsday or no Doomsday.

 

Haiku – Dreams

Follow your sweet dreams

With own hard labour and sweat

Climbers are creepy

 

Introspection

sometimes a gesture of someone
starts the introspection
someone inside you asks,

did you try  hard to your success
or to get what you did dream
or got tired and gave in the midway
or blamed your stars
or cursed your luck
and let your dreams shatter away.

Hope you are the lucky one who can say
I gave my 100 percent
tried my best
and never faltered away.

 

Haiku-Memories/Weekly Image Of Life: A Lifetime Of Memories

Thanks for beautiful theme-thismansjourney

Haiku- Memories

Synonymous with

Dreams, toys, friends and content sleep

Childhood memories

sketch by Indira

Run for a cause/ My Galloping Son

Commander Raja Mukherjee

Run Boy Run

Run for joy
Run for happiness
Run to spread
cheerfulness around you.

Run Boy Run

Run for health
Run for pleasure
Run to spread
freshness around you.

Run Boy Run

Run for love
Run for compassion
Run to spread
sweetness around you.

Run Boy Run

Run with passion
Run with dedication
Run to spread
dreams around you.

Run Boy Run

Run for a noble cause
Run for your vocation
Run to spread
awareness around you.