Monday, October 5, 2015

Noah Steals the Rhyme

This was an interesting assignment. We were to find a poem that rhymes. Next, take all of the end rhymes—those are the rhymes that end each line—take all of those and rewrite substituting the rest of the lines leading up to those rhyming words with our own writing!

Noah Steals the Rhyme!

There is no time, 
with all the crime, 
who is free to sit and rhyme

This world used to be so refined, 
Now the thoughts are so confined
There is no good and bad defined
I have a task on hand assigned
And that is the only thing I could mind
And save the man from his own mankind

All the good ones are in jail
The convicts have already got the bail
Its high time I come out of vale
And follow the trail
There is going to be a quail
And may be followed by a gale
He may be eaten up by a whale
Or crushed into pieces by its tail
My job is to get the best ones to sail

All the work to do and days only equal to nine
Before that I need to get everything in line
Grab the best ones and not wait for their opine
And just take them on this journey gifted by the divine
Once they know they will not whine
And peacefully on the deck will they dine
Perfect boat for all will I have to design
Only so that the world will see another sunshine

Not me, so who could have written such a beautiful rhyme? 
Though it would seem to you a crime,
But I really didn’t have the time
To let such an old story be sublime
Without wasting any of my dime. 


P.s. - Next assignment is even more interesting... Its something called a Lipogram. Where we need to choose a vowel - a, ,e, i, o, u (that was just to brush up your knowledge ;)) and write something that could use only that 1 vowel in the entire poem. Now thats a task i am working on!!! 

Saturday, September 19, 2015

Ocean of Love...

Vast and deep, as is
My love,
Pure and transparent, as is
My love
Always there, as is
My love

A dip can give thee highest ecstasy, as is
My love
A look can show thee true self, as is
My love
Extends beyond the lines of horizon, as is
My love.

Has been there since the beginning of time, as is
My love
Will be there till the end of world, as is
My love
Older than the oldest, yet newer than the newest, as is
My love

Rise and rise, fall and rise, as is
My love
Waiting for the river to complete its journey and merge into, as is
My love....


Thursday, September 10, 2015

Found Poetry - October Blues

My next few posts are going to be assignments from this workshop that I am undertaking - 'Sharpened Vision - A Poetry Workshop' through coursera. Do share your views! :)
My first assignment is to write a Found Poem, details of which are given at the end of this post.

October Blues...
October arrived,
spreading a damp chill over the grounds 
and into the castle. 

Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, 

was kept busy by a sudden spate of colds 
among the staff and students. 

Her Pepperup potion worked instantly, 

though it left the drinker 
smoking at the ears for several hours afterward. 

Ginny Weasley, who 

had been looking pale, 
was bullied into taking some by Percy. 

The steam pouring from 

under her vivid hair, gave the impression 
that her whole head was on fire.

Raindrops the size of bullets 

thundered on the castle windows 
for days on end; 

the lake rose, 

the flower beds turned into muddy streams, 
and Hagrid's pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds. 

Oliver Wood's enthusiasm 

for regular training sessions, however, 
was not dampened, 

Which was why Harry was to be found, 

late one stormy Saturday afternoon  
drenched to the skin and splattered with mud...

( Above is an Poemified excerpt from the book Harry Potter and the Chamber of secrets, chapter 8- Deathday Party as a part of execerise for a poetry workshop )

(Found poetry is a type of poetry created by taking words, phrases, and sometimes whole passages from other sources and reframing them as poetry by making changes in spacing and lines, or by adding or deleting text, thus imparting new meaning. The resulting poem can be defined as either treated: changed in a profound and systematic manner; or untreated: virtually unchanged from the order, syntax and meaning of the original. The concept of found poetry is closely connected to the revision of the concept of authorship in the 20th century: as John Hollander put it, "anyone may 'find' a text; the poet is he who names it, 'Text'".- Wikipedia )

Thursday, August 20, 2015

Beautiful Path...

I am the flower waiting for the sun to rise,
I am the fields that runs to meet the sky,
I am the peacock waiting for the first drops of water from the sky,
I am the river gushing to meet the ocean,

My only purpose is,
to blossom till you are up in the sky,
To go the farthest and be the horizon,
To dance with all my beauty and grace,
To flow into you and take the salty identity,

The path is what I live for,
The end is what I long for...

However long,
Its the journey that gives me joy,
Its the journey that makes me want you more,
Its the journey that gives birth to love,
Its the journey that makes the end so rich...

Saturday, August 15, 2015

That strange place...

It is a strange place...
I am all by myself,
I am  in my own home,
I am with my own people
There are others as well,
But its still all alone.

There is bright sun outside,
Water is all sparkling diamonds...
Breeze is making the leaves dance in all its grace
Grass on the ground is all aiming for the sky,
The whole nature is calling me to be one with it,
But here I am, all secluded in this dark place,

Music is falling on the drums,
Colors are falling on the retina,
But the mind has shut itself off from all the outside world

It is beating faster than ever.
I have been here only in my nightmares,
I have never opened this door before.
I have always kept it locked,
But Today the ghosts have come out.
And The only thing that matters right now is u,

It will take time to turn them back
It will take time to lock them in
Or they will haunt me every where I go,

They don't want me to experience life around me,
The blazing sun, the sparkling water, the dancing leaves, the lush ground,
The melodious music, the live colors,
The love of belongingness,

These ghosts are the result of your presence, of your unconditional love, of your absence,
But I have to make this journey on my own.
Its a choice that I have made,
I have to let u leave,
I have to embrace this strange place,
Because this is where I will find solace in the end,
And they say, in the end nothing will matter.
Let's see...!

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Things I would relive if I were back to school!

  1. Writing with pencils and pens
  2. Writing in note books!
  3. Wearing school uniform and comparing with the hotties of the school (secretly) if I look as sexy as her in the same uniform! ;)
  4. Waiting for Birthdays, so that I can flaunt in my new dress!!!
  5. Those 5 minute gossips between 2 periods
  6. Being possessive about all my compass possessions!
  7. Annual Day preparations...
  8. Using glitter pens and colorful pens for projects!!
  9. Looking forward to recess and discussing all the time with my friends what they have for dabba!
  10. Last day of the exam!
  11. Fear of oral exams
  12. Night mares of mathematics assignments
  13. Ways and means to delay diwali homework
  14. Lunch breaks
  15. Study periods being converted to games periods
  16. Sharing of Tiffin
  17. Pranks with friends – putting fake lizards on teacher’s chairs
  18. Bunking
  19. The entire class being punished
  20. Chalk fights
  21. Food / water fights
  22. Rains during PE classes
  23. School wala pyaarrrr … crushes... link ups…
  24. Hating teacher’s pets! ;)
  25. Imitating teachers
  26. Copying from toppers notes
  27.  Doodling while teacher’s dictating notes
  28.  Taking appropriate revenge while you get the chance to be class monitor
  29.  School picnics and funfairs and Sports days!
  30. Visiting under privileged children
  31. First day of school, showing off new bags and shoes and batches and blah blah…

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

What good "Change" brings...? Why do we strive for "Change" everytime?

We have all heard "Change is inevitable...", "Change is the only permanent thing in life..." ... And though we may accept or not, uncounciously everyone of us strives to bring some or the other change in our lives.... When we feel there is no change happening, we call it 'boring'...
Some of us may even fear Change externally,,, and may try to escape it as well...(happens with me,,,)... 
but i guess in the end all of us go through it...knowingly or unknowingly...

What happens in those moments when you have just shifted to the new happening... moments when you are still encountering change...? 
Something very intersting happened with me in such moments...After my wedding, i had to shift to my husband's house and eventhough it is in the same city, i was very anxious of the event since past couple of months... 
Now what happened when i shifted....
i had already left my mom-dad house to shift to my husband's place (as per the indian tradition... :-/), still unknown to the surroundings and the new environment, new people, everything new... and suddenly i realised that the level of my presence of mind had improved drastically... 
"Live in the present moment" came so effortlessly... and this led to a series of miracles around me! (miracle since it would have been almost impossible otherwise...) ... i could actually start doing minial things that i thought were never possible for me...  small things that required a lot of effort earlier became effortless... like remembering smallest of things to carry from upper floor to ground floor (for which earlier i would have had to climb stairs 50 times..., managing multi tasking which included not only taking care of personal needs and office but also the family needs and a lot more... it was all happening and i was myself so amazed by the actions happening through me....

This is what happens with most of us when we are undergoing the process of change.... when we come out of routine to do something... suddenlly the level of awareness increases so much that you effortlessly start performing better and feeling better... we start living in the present moment and 100% comes so easily.. 

Eventually all of us strive to be in that beautifull state of consciousness where you are 100% in the presence moment.. and this to certain extent clarifies why we strive for constant change,,,,

The best part is on the path of seva - sadhana - satsang, one need not wait for major changes to experience "being in present moments".... such moments of are not very difficult to experience...