The earlier poems are in the page above.
Today’s post is for:
Thursday Rally for Poets (which will be held once in every three weeks) @ http://thursdaypoetsrallypoetry.wordpress.com/
So you say you love me
you vow it again and again loudly
when everyone is around us
then why does that feeling change?
When its only you and me
your way of acting changes
you try to push me to things
which you know will ruin me.
In the crowd you say I am sweet
in solitude you say I wear mask
in crowd you say I am adorable
in solitude you say I strive to be.
Is it some game which you are playing?
thinking that I cant look through it?
thinking I am innocent as a babe
and you can ruin my nature or self esteem?
For Poetry Potluck @ http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com the theme this week is “photographs, memories and nostalgia”
a tiny girl in shaved head,
smiling in a shy way,
rigid body, staring hard
at the object called camera.
A beautiful boy beside her,
his head full of unruly hair,
casually looking at someone else
most probably his father.
the memory of that photograph
brings a smile on my lips,
oh yes that shaved girl was me,
it reminds me the child’s innocence.
That’s one of the sweetest snaps,
a snap I don’t possess sadly
that’s the only nostalgia about it,
every thing else is sweet.
For haiku heights @ http://haiku-heights.blogspot.com the theme this week is “puppets”
strings attached to fate,
we dance as per her orders,
seeing only dolls,
gaily dancing on stage,
strings never visible.
his unseen fingers,
controls every move deftly,
puppets get the claps.
they dance in joy,
unaware of her hold,
thinking they are free.
These are four separate haikus thinking of “puppets”.
For Sensational Haiku Wednesdays @ http://youknowthatblog.com the theme this week is “growth”
braving every obstacle,
reaching towards sun.
a heart expanding,
learning to hold more and more,
reaching for true self.
is no more that enchanting
greater wealth found.
you held me as dad,
now the role has reversed,
let me hold your hand.
Four separate haikus dedicated to “Growth”.
For Monday Morning Writing Prompt @ http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com the theme this week “Haibun”.
“Pixie” I called out. He stopped on the wall, stared at me and then jumped to the other side.
“Silly cat! I have better things to do!” I mumbled and dropped the curtain.
An hour later I lifted the window and there she was, eating the leftovers!
it was not pixie,
may be his twin or sibling,
First time she bolted, within a week she started to eat from me, within another week she gifted me with her two kittens.
It was touching to see how she taught them to stay with me when she left for her personal reasons. Finally she left them with me and disappeared.
she is gone forever,
her gift stays with me till date,
gift of love and trust.