Bravest Moment

on the day when her grandchildren will be sitting on her lap asking for the bravest thing she has done, she will be looking back at this moment.

she’s in no danger. no noise. no death-defying acts. but with peaceful tree-whistles, lullaby-like bird-tunes, embrace-like forest air. and her heart and mind who were both dauntless enough to walk out of a life in the concrete jungle and be with the one she prefers, a simpler, slower life.

she will tell them, for only the brave knows living is not owning. living is making each breath counts. with money or without.

Word count: 100
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Photo credit: Pamela Canepa

For Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) June 06. 2017. 🙂

Flower and the Bee (Part 2)

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sharing the second part of my duet with the bestie, Shubhodeep Roy. 🙂 i am the flower and he is the bee. the part 1 is here.

my bee, that kiss was sweeter than honey,
brimming with love, i’d choose it ceaselessly.
but after you let go, I saw the look in your eyes,
gazing at another pretty blue bathing in sunrise.

the wind remains warm, but I am freezing inside,
as you fly towards your next flower bride.
i have no choice but to let you go freely,
because I, however beautiful, will never be your only.

angry on me is my favorite flower,
she doesn’t know, how hungry i’m at this hour.
for survival, i might fly to another blue,
but for love, i will always come back to only you.

the queen bee was angry, for i brought only a little honey,
allow me to go to the flower brides, oh they are so many.
your nectar, though only a little, gives me life,
however you misunderstand me, you’ll be my only wife.

05.26.2017
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Shubhodeep Roy is a new addition to WordPress. 😉 And he tried dVerse Poetics Recently too. 🙂 Check him out here. ❤


In response to dVerse’s Open Link Night # 197!
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Flower and the Bee (Part 1)

let me introduce you, my dear friends, to the amazing man i knew from Instagram. the epic photographer (go check his Instagram), a talented music producer and songwriter (go check his website), a budding amazing writer (yep. i am a fan and he is now on WordPress!), and my far away bestfriend, Shubhodeep Roy. 🙂 below is the lovely duet inspired by his photograph that we’re both delighted to share with you all. 😉

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she was beautiful, a bright blue,
wearing a shiny coat of morning dew.
her sweet nectar was too much to resist,
so I dived into her and kissed.

the wind blew hard, we held on to each other,
she could have swayed and kicked me rather.
her delicate petals didn’t want to be free of me,
because i, however ugly, was her favorite bee.

he was the bubbly painted in yellow
buzzing loudly yet his inside is mellow.
his wings’ flaps are my kind of music,
as he nears i felt like i’m sea sick.

bathe in the warm morning rays, we kissed.
i hope my longing for him was unnoticed.
with him, i wish to have a time-stopping power,
for in warm dry or cold shower, i am his, flower.

05.23.2017
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how about a warm welcome for my dear friend? 🙂 Check him out here. ❤

Seashore Postcard

no matter
how many times
you ebb
away,
away,
away,
from me,
I am quite sure
you’ll always
come back,
come back,
come back,
come back,
to me.

– from shore to sea

04.18.2017
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Photo via Unsplash

In response to dVerse‘s Tuesday Poetics: Wish you were here by De of whimsygizmo.
Today, write us a postcard poem.
This can be as simple as penning a poem that is short enough to fit on a postcard (or cocktail napkin, or Post-it note). Think micropoetry. Or you have the option to add the challenge of writing a poem that is to, or from, someone, as if it were a note on an actual postcard. You can also choose a postcard image (one you own, or one you find online – just be sure to give credit where due), and use it as a visual prompt.

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Winged-Queen

I whispered
for her to come out
but inside her hardened shell
she whispered
“wait up”.

And so I stayed
until she sees the
waiting world,
then today after
some wiggly wobbles
wiggly wobbles,
I watched her grand entrance
like a morning sun
being birth by beautiful dawn.

Flaunting her delicate gown
I knew she needs no crown.

She is the winged-queen.
Proudly birthed by cocoon’s grim.

04.05.2017
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In response to Napowrimo Day 5
 
In honor of Mary Oliver’s work, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that is based in the natural world: it could be about a particular plant, animal, or a particular landscape.
and dVerse‘s Does your dog wear a raincoat??? by lillian.
So, let’s talk about anthropomorphism today: the attribution of human traits, emotions, and intentions to nonhumans. Hmmm…how does that differ from personification? Literary Devices.net explains “…there is a slight difference between these two. Personification is an act of giving human characteristics to animals or objects to create imagery, while anthropomorphism aims to make an animal or object behave and appear like they are human beings.”

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Read the rest of my Napowrimo 2017 poems here!

River of He

and i won’t mind
floating
aimlessly
like a forgotten leaf
of an
Autumn tree
as long as I can
float and float
freely
on the river named
after my
he.

P.S. Because I ate some extra cheese today ❤ and I got so little time to sneak in between office works. -_-
03.22.2017
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In response to dVerse‘s Poetics: The River by paul scribbles.

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Beam Bath

Before Sunrise, Before Sunset, and Before Midnight were not able to satiate the need to relax my heart and my mind. Instead, they made me think more about the intangible concept we try hard to grasp and understand. Yes. Love.

Around 8 at night, I stepped out and let my skin be bathed by moon’s beam and stars’ light. The chilled air welcomed me with a band of singing night-shift crickets and swaying leaves and twigs. Looking up, I let out a much-needed sigh and let the knocking tears fall. Inside my soul whispers, “you will be fine”.

Celestial forest
hangs and undresses daily.
You’re never alone.

Notes: Before Sunrise, Before Sunset and Before Midnight is a movie series about love. 🙂 I watched it last Sunday and yes, this entire haibun happened last Sunday. Past week was tough, mentally, physically and emotionally.
It is really comforting to be one with nature when life has kicked you bad. 🙂 I am so glad to be back, loves. ❤

03.07.2017
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In response to dVerse‘s Haibun Monday – Taking a Forest Bath – Say What???? from De of kanzensakura.
Today, I would like you all to write a haibun (one – three tight paragraphs) ending with a haiku (seasonal and cutting words used to denote the season and to distinguish between the two parts of a haiku).  I would like you all to write about the last time you totally immersed yourself in nature. 

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Artistry

Artistry (Inspired by Midnight City by M83)

Midnight city’s blinking skyline against
blinding twilight’s transforming hues,
proves no man-made scene can beat
nature’s flawless and raw artistry.
Well, my dear, it includes you and me.

10.25.2016
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In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by my love Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies and yours truly.❤

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Chilling Sparks

Strumming sweet fingers
against guitar’s strings
create tuneful soothing notes.

Whispering wistful wind
against swaying grasses
dances with nature’s changing clothes.

Peeping sun rays
against clear window pane
paint stunning morning arc.

Your warm touch
against my waiting thrilled skin
forms chilling body sparks.

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In response to dVerse‘s Quadrille #119 by whimsygizmo who wrote about Origami Dragon Plays Ro Sham Bo.

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Tree’s Tableau*

Sways with the soft wind
produces new leaves,
bears flower and fruits
stands firm on its roots.
With changing seasons,
it breathes with reasons.

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In response to OctPoWriMo 2016 by Morgan Dragonwillow‘s Day 19.

The Tableau is an invented stanzaic form that paints a single image in keeping with the name of the form, tableau meaning picture. Created by Emily Romano who suggests the word “tableau” be included in the title. The Tableau is:

  • stanzaic, written in any number of sixains.
  • syllabic, 5 syllable lines.
  • rhyme at the discretion of the poet.
  • written describing a single image.
  • written with a title that includes the word “tableau”.