Saturday, December 31, 2011

Known Streets All...

Written for
One single Impression  prompt # 201: Change
Haiku Heights               prompt # 100: Travel           


A Series of Haiku ... Known Streets All

Travel in new year
Change in attire makes my
mirror image smile...

****

Oh, back of my head
feels a different pillow
Irritating, that!

****

I often
Travel to my past
Known streets all..


****

 I need some courage
for my own inward journey
Hangs high on a tree..


RS :)

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Tears Shine, I Smile..

Haiku for Rebecca's Haiku My Heart..

a series yet each one is independent too...

Tears Shine, I Smile

Sun shines on my face;
I start feeling good but he
pulls me from behind..

My dreams turn cold,
freeze, melt and then roll out;
tears shine, I smile…

Ah, I look ahead;
new year approaches with
a bundle of new dreams..

Myriad colours;
I consult with butterfly
to choose happiness

Flowers whisper
as they suddenly smell joy;
Ecstatic birds

Trees  sway and dance
without fearing their shadows;
Sun shines on my face..
   


RS : )

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

I RESOLVE ONCE AGAIN ..


Written for  THREE WORDS WEDNESDAY..

Demolish; verb: Pull or knock down; comprehensively refute; overwhelmingly defeat (informal); eat up food, rapidly (humorous).

Resolution; noun: A firm decision to do or not to do something;

Transform; verb: Make a thorough or dramatic change in the form, appearance, or character of; undergo such a change.

I RESOLVE ONCE AGAIN...

As I look back
It becomes as clear
As a divine conscience, that
It would have been
so easy for me
to have kept my resolutions
which I went on making
year after year
for my own transformation
into someone ‘new’
had I shown some
courage to demolish
the ‘old’ me or at least
some portion of it…but...

Well, doesn’t matter
here comes another year
and with a glint in my eyes
I resolve once again …


RS : )

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Celebrating Christmas .

I am starting this post right from the first Haiku I wrote on Friday
followed by what I wrote on Saturday and then culminating today..
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL OF YOU!!!.

Celebrating Christmas....


Ah, my footprints
finally laugh and smile
Road to Christmas…

****

Earth begins
to shed clouds of doubts;
Christmas eve

Christmas eve;
I bathe in sunshine of
trust and joy

***
Christmas cleanses
heart, mind and the spirit;
Inner renewal

Inner Renewal
Light of pure joy makes
souls shine bright

Souls shine bright
as love flows from hearts;
Christmas gift

Christmas gift
Lost smile quietly smiles
under my pillow...

RS : )

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Christmas Eve



Written for Haiku Heights..
and Haiku My Heart


Earth begins
to shed clouds of doubts;
Christmas eve


****

Christmas eve;
I bathe in sunshine of
trust and joy


RS :)

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Road to Christmas

                                                                          
Written for Rebecca's Haiku My Heart & 
Haiku Heights


Ah, my footprints
finally laugh and smile
Road to Christmas…


Please visit here too to see the progression
as we move forward for Christmas

http://rameshsood.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve.html

RS : )

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Let the Mornings Make Their Own Pictures..

Written for 3WW

Belief; noun: An acceptance that a statement is true or that something exists; Faith, or confidence in someone or something.


Festive; adjective: Of or relating to a festival, cheerful and jovially celebratory.

Rumple; verb: Give a creased, ruffled, or disheveled appearance to; noun: An untidy state.


Let the Mornings Make Their Own Pictures..

Lost in festivities, if
I dance, sing and have fun
Till late in the night
And then if it’s your belief
That one shouldn’t carry
A rumpled look
The next morning
Then so be it
I would rather
Ask you to join me
And wear a festive mood
Let the mornings
Make their own pictures
In their minds...
Seeing us rumpled
Well, few days to go….

RS:)

Monday, December 19, 2011

He Filled His Hands With Snowflakes..



Written for Jingle Poetry at The Gooseberry Garden....
picked up the theme as.. Snow..

He Filled His Hands With Snowflakes..

He filled his hands
With snowflakes
And let them slip through
To fall in her hands
As she waited in excitement
They melted
Just like that moment…

RS : )

Saturday, December 17, 2011

I (P)enjoy Writing...


Posted for One Single Impression
prompt: Inkpot 
Thanks to Nessa of http://vanessavkilmer.com/  for a very unique and different prompt....
Putting the post a day earlier..tmrw could be hectic.. 
didn't want to miss my appointment with OSI....


I (P)enjoy Writing..!!


White sheet of paper
And the poet in me
Got tempted
As the thoughts
From the heart
Started flowing,
I scribbled
“Presence of pain
In my heart doesn’t mean
I am not happy……”
Suddenly, a lump in throat
And a tear from the eye
Rolled out and fell
On the paper
The word ‘Pain ’ got
Scattered and diluted
Had to because I still
Write with an ink-pen
And I love it, that’s why
My table drawer has
A permanent companion
My ink-pot, forever present
Yes, I pen-joy writing
And hey, haven’t I
Found a truth here:
Tears indeed dilute pain…


***


And a Haiku too...

Always leaves
stains on  fingers;
My Inkpot

RS:)

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Stale Fruits; Cold Dreams..



Written for Rebecca's
Haiku My Heart..



Stale fruits
Hunger makes her
smile fresh

***

She shivers
in the warmth of quilt
Cold dreams


RS :)


Wednesday, December 14, 2011

HE STILL STANDS THERE...




Written for 3WW..

Immobile; adjective: Not moving; motionless; incapable of moving or being moved.
Proximity; noun: Nearness in space, time, or relationship.
Retribution; noun: Punishment that is considered to be morally right and fully deserved.


HE STILL STANDS THERE...

Obsessed, he would
Follow her everyday
From a distance
Troubling her, teasing her
Never got favoured with
Proximity, one day
She turned and threw
A stone at him
With ‘smile’ written on it
He just stood there, awestruck
Next day as she slowly
Walked towards him
Oh, he turned absolutely immobile
She looked into his eyes
Pointed a finger
And said, “Statue!”
Turned and went away
It was her way of retribution
Life kept moving
He still stands there
In that moment, wondering...

And she must have raised a family
Playing 'Statue' with her kids..

RS :)


Saturday, December 10, 2011

“Can I Ever Be Her Knight?”


Written for One single Impression
Prompt: Knight

Thanks Amity for a beautiful prompt!!!

“Can I Ever Be Her Knight?”

"Two squares horizontally
 And one square vertically,
Or two squares vertically and
One square horizontally...,"
When she was teaching him
How the Knight moved
On the chess board
He was thinking
“Can I ever be her Knight?”
Lessons had continued, but he
Didn’t learn the right moves
And so, couldn’t be….


RS :)

Covert Gestures..




Written for Haiku Heights
Prompt: Covert

Thanks to Tarang Sinha who blogs over at Tarang 

She peeks from
behind the curtains
Covert gesture


***

Covert gesture
He chats with his friends
stealing glances


RS : )

Friday, December 9, 2011

Silent Sunbeams...




Written for Rebecca's

Haiku My Heart



Silent sunbeams
kiss the blades of grass
Rose wakes-up


***
Rose wakes-up
feeling a bit teased
Naughty winds


***
Naughty winds
Strands of hair fall
on her face


***
On her face
smiles a happy morning
Silent sunbeams


RS :)

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Colours , colours!!




Written for Bluebell Books.. Picture Prompt..
Also sharing with Rebecca's Friday Haiku My Heart


 
Colours , colours!
Her rainbow umbrella
melts with raindrops 

 
RS : )

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Let Your Heart Take Over...



Written for Three Words Wednesday...





Flag; noun: A piece of cloth or similar material, typically oblong or square, attachable by one edge to a pole or rope and used as the symbol or emblem of a country or institution or as a decoration during

Might; modalverb: In reported speech, expressing possibility or permission;

Passive; adjective: Accepting or allowing what happens or what others do, without active response or resistance.


Let Your Heart Take Over...

I love the visitors
To my page here
Some read and comment
Others might be choosing
To have a passive look
Yet the colourful flags
Fluttering on the sidebar
Make me feel having touched
And getting connected
With thinking minds
And warm hearts from almost
Half of the world
As I wait for the rest
For a happy embrace
I shall continue to extend
A hand of friendship
Through my words
With the hope of touching
Many more worlds
May more flags  flutter
In the winds of
Happiness and joy
Here on my page
May each and every word
Feel blessed
With your presence here
As you smile and let your heart
Take over to comment…

RS : )

Sunday, December 4, 2011

I know I sing It Well..



Written for The Gooseberry Garden,
Jingle Poetry Community's New Home
My Life in Free Verse...


Life in free verse -
A lovely melodious song
Say whatever you wish to
I know I sing it well
So what if I miss
Some notes here and there...

RS :)

Saturday, December 3, 2011

One Half of My Face Shines..



Written for
One single Impression
Thanks to Andree for the prompt: Sapid


December’s
Half Moon
One half of
My face shines
The other half
Wonders, I let it,
From a distance
I can see both and
Feel complete
That’s what
Gives life
A special taste

No, I don’t fear
Full Moon
Let it come
It will fill me
With some newer
Thoughts
May make
My soul shine
Life will not lose
Its sapid flavor
On New Moon night
It may turn a star..

 
RS :)

Her Heart is Full..

Haiku Written for Haiku Heights
Thanks to Yamini Meduri for the prompt  'Space'  




Vast blue space 
My wings are still
Incomplete...


****

Her heart is full
Goodies flow
continuously...



RS :)

Friday, December 2, 2011

Dreams Spill From the Eyes..



Friday Haiku ..for
Rebecca's Haiku My Heart...



Reading posts on 
A virgin a day
My worlds expand..


*****


Have tried to catch a moment...in the haiku..here..



Her face hides
Behind a red woolen scarf
Eyes spill dreams..


****


A child cries
Mother waves smiles
School bus leaves

Edited based on Bill's feedback as part of my learning..

A child cries
Anxious mother watches
School bus leave..


***

RS : )

Thursday, December 1, 2011

'Papa' Appears in White..




Having got some wise inputs from
 I have tried to catch a moment in the haiku here.....


Her finger tip moves
On dry skin of my arm
'Papa' appears in white..


( In reply to Judy's question I am putting the answer here..
Father at home is addressed as 'Papa' too
by children in Hindi or Punjabi speaking families)

RS :)