Flying Clouds

Silly Poem (Part Ten)

Where you go
Smushy
Fluffy
Snow white cloudy mess
Like a cotton ball
Flying
So close to me
Like I can almost touch you,
Catch you,
And eat you like candy floss

Why you flying back
Don’t go away
You beautiful sky pillow
Magic carpet in some dreamy land
I could fall on you
Just lie there forever
Ah so comfortable
Just like heaven must be

Sometimes you go by
Shaped like a bunny
Often you end up looking so funny
The wind must be taking you away

But stop for a while
The mighty sky enjoys your company
Just play along the symphony
Cloudy cloud come back
Don’t go away
Stay a little while longer
I enjoy looking at you and ponder
So please stay!

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Wind In My Hair

Silly Poem (Part Seven)

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Just like the open sky 
Wind has no beginning or end for the eye.
Comes and goes as it pleases
Elevating everything it touches.
Takes away things which are light
Making them reach wherever they might.

Today, wind passed me by
On the way to something high.
Whispering sweet nothings in my ear
Felt good, having wind in my hair.

On The Go

Writing 201 Assignment
Prompt: Landscape
Form: Found Poetry
Device: Enumeratio


I know I know, Writing 201 Poetry course has almost ended (feeling sad), but I’m gonna stretch it over the weekend since I have to complete two more assignments. It has been a great learning experience, hope it has been the same for you all. 🙂

This assignment was rather a tricky one. As how to combine all the three given elements in one poem, was a little confusing, So I had to let go one of the elements (found poetry). This is the first time I have eliminated any of the three given elements. But not to worry, I will definitely experiment with Found Poetry some other time. As for the device enumeratio, I hope I haven’t used it too much! 😀



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On The Go

Here we go to the country lake
In the car, with my mom, my dad, my cousin, my friend, my pet;
Driving all morning and noon and afternoon;
Stopping at a lodge for relaxation, snacks, refreshments, games and tune.

In the evening we travel some more,
To reach at a hotel for sleep and shelter.
Early morning we get on the road again,
On our way, have to travel across a border.

Now we are out of the suburbs somehow,
Crossing every farm, cow, goat, land, meadow
And all other things to be found.
Finally reached our destination, safe and sound!

Oh so beautiful, the view is breathtaking,
Watching this, I need no more waking.
Everything is here, the sun and the mountains and the lake and the grass and rocks
and pebbles and trees and birds and squirrels and us!

Time for a lovely picnic at the best spot outside town!

Wish For A Star Fish

Finally I managed to complete (or fail at) the skipped assignment for Writing 201: Poetry (Concrete Poetry). This took so long that I can no longer modify the shape I wanted (a star). I thought it is such a simple shape…. Since this is the first time I have tried something like this, I had no idea it would take so much time. Can’t believe I wasted a couple of hours on this! And I still can’t access the Commons. Help! 😦
But anyway I hope at least the poem is not a disaster like the shape! So I am posting the same poem with and without the concrete poetry effect.
As always comments and feedback will be highly appreciated. Thanks! Enjoy! 🙂

Prompt: Animal

Form: Concrete Poem

Device: Enjambment

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Wish For A Star Fish

It’s a starlit night
With
 the stars so
bright

Shining away with
glory

Somewhere deep down
Nowhere to be
found

In the bed rock sea of
vastness

Lying around in a corner
Sweet little star fish.

Which came first?
The one in the sky
Or the one in the sea?

A connection between
Parallel universes
One is alone in space
Another is stranded
at the beach.

As cheerful as colorful
Red blue or gray
Millions of years old
Whether found in seabed or sky bed

If you find one at the sea shore
You are
lucky

Be lucky for the starfish too
Throw it back in the ocean
Coz maybe it wished upon a star
For a miracle
of water

And got
YOU.



It’s
a starlit
night 
With the
~ stars so bright ~
Shining away with glory
       Somewhere deep down Nowhere ~~~~
to be found 
In the bed rock sea of vastness Lying around in a corner Sweet little
star fish 
Which came first?The one in the sky Or one in the sea?A connection
between
Parallel universes One is alone in space Another is stranded
at the beach. 
As cheerful as colorful Red blue or gray Millions
of 
years old Whether found in seabed or sky bed If you
find one at the sea shore                       
You are lucky Be lucky
for the star fish too                                                
Throw it back in the
ocean 
Coz may                                                                 be it wished ~~
~~upon a star ~~                                                                       
For a miracle
~~~ of water                                                                                     
And ~~~~~~
~~~got~~~                                                                                       ~~~~ you ~~
~~~                                                                                                       ~~~   

Mysterious Mist

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Winter Mornings
Seldom a delight.
With the foggy blanket around,
It’s hard to even tell the time.

As I revisit my childhood,
Foggy memories appear.
Sprinkled with dew drops of happiness 
And few of sadness alike.

Day in day out
Thoughts come and go.
What will I lose next,
What haven’t I already lost?

Maybe someday.
Someone will solve the mystery,
In the misery
Of those misty eyes.


Prompt: Fog

Form: Elegy

Device: Metaphor


The Butterfly Effect

The Butterfly Effect (A Poem)

Prompt: Journey
Form: Limerick
Device: Alliteration

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Yeah so I drew this butterfly the other day. I know, I know, I sketch like a 5 year old! Or even worse! But I really hope the poem am sharing isn’t as bad. Please lemme know what you think!
So here goes…

Slow n steady: life full of boredom,
A caterpillar can’t do stuff at random.
Until it gets beautiful wings,
And sees world’s full of things.
Then begins a journey fuelled with freedom…