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Perfect Poet Award W11 and Thursday Poet Rally


Perfect Poet Award for Week 11 (Touch wood) by Jingle (adored and cherished by all of us)

This one was a very, very pleasant surprise. Thanks a lot Jingle and lots of love for you, and the person who has honoured me by nominating me for this adorable, awesome award.

There are people in this world who spread happiness and sunshine all around them, Jingle you are one of them. I know everyone who will read it will agree with me that you have brought all of us and bonded us together by your extraordinary charisma.

Thanks for being warm, witty, funny and loving Jingle. Stay this way forever.

Joyful n happy
Inspiring n cherishing
Naughty n playful
Glorious n glowing
Loving n giving
Enthusiastic n caring

Above all ADORABLE to all of us.

Now my poem for this week’s Thursday Poet Rally:

Shower of flower

It was a moonlit night
He was traveling alone
On his white steed
He was galloping away
Back to his palace
From a distant place
He stopped his stallion
Beside a crystal, clear pool.

The stallion was hungry and thirsty
So was the prince riding the steed
He sat looking at the pool
While the stallion grazed happily
He never even knew
When he fell asleep
He woke up by some noise
Could hardly believe his eyes.

A group of fairies were swimming
laughing, splashing the water around
he saw they have left their wings
on the shore to keep them dry
every fairy has her own wings
matching to the colour of her dress
he sneaked out and picked up golden ones
and crept inside the bush again.

The fairies came out of the pool
Golden fairy could not find her wings
The others left her behind at dawn
That was the rule of fairy kingdom
They could be on earth only during night.
The prince came out with the wings
The fairy begged him to return them
His condition was to marry him.

They married, had a daughter
Then one night the fairy recovered
Her wings that her lover has hidden
She flew away to her kingdom
The place where she belonged
Left behind her daughter
Prettier than the fairy herself
As a memory of their love.

The princess grew up with special powers
It rained flowers when she laughed
It rained diamond, ruby when she cried
A greedy demon got enticed
He stole the princess, took her to his den
He ordered her to marry him in vain
The moment he ordered her two wings formed
A pair of golden wings like her mom.

She flew away to the sky laughing
The furious demon came out in open
Shower of flowers greeted him
The more he got angry, the more she laughed
Soon he was half buried in fragrant flowers
Feeling like a fool he went back to his den
The princess flew back to her father again.
Leaving behind her a carpet of flowers.

And my nomination for this week: Sweet, warm, funloving Shakira


A bookworm transformed into an addicted writer. I love to write and illustrate them myself. By love I mean love, no half-hearted relationship, a full-fledged, passionate love, I can’t pass two days in a stretch without writing/painting (cyber), just feel empty like lovers do when their lovers are away on a tour! Even though I am thoroughly enjoying self-publishing with amazon, but if you like my work and want to publish my works in your magazine, books or better if you want to publish a book of my works please make me very happy by contacting me. Or if you want to sell my works on commission basis only!! contact me, I will be quite relieved. Honestly writing and selling your own work is a very BORING combination. So you are more than welcome! Mail me, or go to- my blog (I have 16 blogs in wordpress, all active, some on daily basis, every one on weekly basis screaming and vowing my LOVE for writing and painting- this one is first-born, so special) (You will get the link to my remaining blogs there) or you can check out my ezines- monthly- And if you want fb you can go to my page, linkedin- my email id and I am in goodreads and completelynovel too I guess I said enough about myself, right? You will forget if I stuff too much here, so if you are curious to know this humble creature just join me in my blogs :)

32 thoughts on “Perfect Poet Award W11 and Thursday Poet Rally

    1. dear shakira,
      i feel humbled when any one of you compliments my poems, because you all are extremely talented, creative persons.
      with lots of affection,

  1. I hope that you enjoyed s productive and busy day,
    rest yourself if you can,
    I see you so encouraging and touching…

    Happy Easter!

    1. Yes. half of the credit goes to you. I spend quite an ample amount of time reading poems on other blogs-and that credit goes solely to you. Thanks a lot dear friend.

      Happy Easter to you too.

      with lots of affection

  2. I love fairies!
    Cute story, but you left me hanging! Does the princess ever meet her mom? Did the prince let the daughter return to Fairyland where she belongs? Or was she content to live as a princess with wings. haha.

    1. nice question, but i have heard that fairies can hide their wings LOL

      she was not a pure fairy, she was half human…. so….

      in my part of world fairies if they have children with human beings usually desert them without looking back, so….

  3. This is really sweet. instead of being provoked by the evil intent of the demon she rained flowers on him. this goes a long way to teach moral lessons. beautiful indeed.

    1. dear emmanuel,
      thats because she knew she was completely safe from him. people get provoked when they are cornered or are made feel insecured/humilliated.

      with warmest wishes,

  4. wow, this was so amazing! I really enjoyed the vivid details and the beauty surrounding this poem.

    1. thanks a ton (yessssssssssssss) πŸ™‚ for making my day and weekend and the week to come.

      will collect very soon.

      with lots of affection,

  5. Sprinkle dust of happiness without a care
    Flying from here and next to there
    Above all the carpet filled scape with flowers
    On each bright moment in all the golden hours
    The demon that was there, ranted with rage
    The fairies had a fairy tale and kept him on stage
    But he struggled so hard with all his power
    It was the fairies who gave him the carpet of flowers…

    enjoy Golden Lotus of God’s Love(+) πŸ™‚

    1. dearest soulbro,
      this one was lovely, so very true, the carpet of flower could not make the demon happy πŸ™‚
      with lots of affection,

    1. dearest gg,
      thanks. πŸ™‚ I too agree with emmanuel but the critic inside me added some points to it. πŸ™‚
      wish you a wonderful weekend too.
      mister pixie enjoys his life 24×7, and his happiness is infectious.
      with lots of love.

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