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Showing posts with label rhyming. Show all posts

Friday, 8 December 2023

Merry Christmas Poem 2023

Christmas is a special time we all look forward to every year. It is a season filled with joy, warmth, and traditions that bring us together. From twinkling lights to delicious treats, Christmas has a magical vibe that makes everything feel extra special. Families gather, friends celebrate, and everyone shares kindness and love. Whether it's snowing or raining outside, Christmas is celebrated by all no matter how old  we are.  Here, is a simple  poem to  enjoy this festive season.


Christmas tree using recycled materials
Christmas tree using recycled materials


Snowflakes fall with silent grace, 
In the family's warm and tight embrace. 
Christmas magic fills the space, 
Warmth and love felt in every trace. 

Twinkling lights on every street, 
Whispers of joy, pure and free. 
Carols sung in harmony and glee, 
Snowflakes twirl underneath the family tree. 

Stockings hung with each member's name, 
Each one different, but love's the same. 
Gifts wrapped up in festive cheer, 
Smiles that say the ones held dear. 

Houses and fir trees adorned with colourful lights, 
Wishing all a Merry Christmas, with love so bright!

Monday, 20 October 2014

Daily Chores and the Two Sides of my Face

The daily chores and the two sides of my face takes you to a poetic journey which takes you into a woman's daily chores to my worn out look and finally, how I manage to look good without make-up.

Read, Enjoy and give it a Thought !

Get up and run, there's no time to ruin
From washing to cooking, get all jobs done
Put onions, pumpkins and carrots to boil
Sip the soup and clean the mess, from dirts to oil
Now it's time for school, so get ready for a bath
Rushing through the time, I follow my usual path
Back home again, but gets chasing the kids to eat
Trust me! Putting the home back to shape is not a treat
The night time has arrived, yet I had things to do
Teaching lessons that seems to increase as the kids grew 
Although the day's work is over, I had mine to complete
For to blog, it is only on the night time I sit

The next and the next, days arrived and went by
One day, I stood to see my refection as I passed by
Mirror mirror on the wall, tell me how do I look 
She refrained, and reflected that I look more of a cook
All work and no rest, took its toll on my face
Dark circles and worn out look reduced my grace
I stand there looking at the so called image of "me"
Yes, I'm not 20 and I need more shine on my face, I agree
But, spending time on make up and other things
No, not for me as with short time look it brings
I complained and told that I looked for something better
That which does all-in-1 job and that which lasts longer
I stood near the mirror, munching on my thought
Sighing now and then on my pale skin and black spots
Snap! in a second the image from the mirror came alive
Rested something on my hand and said this is what I need to thrive
Slowly opening my hands, I saw a name Miracle Skin Perfector 
I looked to see the image getting back into the mirror and dissappear

I opened the tube and squeezed out a little of Garnier BB cream
Applying in circles on my face, feeling the smooth gleam
Ah! it is time again and I start to run around the home in and out
With the repetitive house hold chores, not one or two but a lot
Time again, I went past by the mirror and stopped to call
Mirror mirror on the wall, tell me how do I look once for all
She popped out her eyes and grinned at me with a list
Telling that she couldn't believe I had in me so much beauty that exists
She touched my skin saying that it looks noticeably smoother 
With good sun protection, the tone on my skin looked brighter
Furthur she added, that my facial contours appear more defined
With reduced lines and long lasting effect, I found all in one of the kind
It was her time to go, but now she disappeared not into the mirror but into me
Saying that it was now a younger and healthier woman, is what she sees
To what I had been once, to what reflection now I had seen
I assure that Garnier BB cream fits perfectly into my daily routine

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Prompt - Written for “How does the Garnier BB Cream fit into your daily routine to give you perfect looking skin without the lengthy hassles of make up?" by Indiblogger and Garnier.

Sunday, 30 June 2013

Yellow Golds!


She toiled the fields, not anymore
Harvest has befallen, none to explore
Storms above nevertheless knew her pain
that bestowed dearth in her own plane

Looking above, she beckoned the Gods
Let me embrace sustenance against all odds 
 Don't ensue and ravage my support
Wait until I reach my abode !

None to explore this mortal's earth 
 Covered with yellow golds, yet to unearth 




Saturday, 8 June 2013

Aphrodite Poem - The Birth


Oh! Goddess of beauty and love
She who shines from above
Enter the seeker within me
Radiate and quench my plea

Arise, Oh! Aphrodite divine

The scent of perfumed flowers
Amidst smiles , passed hours
Wandering dreams, celestial song
Build my reign, subtle yet strong

Sign, Oh! Woman in me I sign

The ground shook beneath
Bit by bit between my trembling feet
Love imposed a seedling, abated strife
Appeared in existence a tiny life

Rise and shine , Oh!Aphrodite divine

This moment fed my sensation free
Blessed are we , two became three
She, an evening star, beautiful and fair
Shone bright in my life, beyond compare

Praise, Life Oh! Being feminine is divine

Like you, She arose from the ocean
Inside womb, moulded with my emotions
Like you, let she radiate Love and Light
Ergo named my baby,  Aphrodite !


Tuesday, 15 January 2013

Haunt me to Clean off the mask of Love !


Haunt me Clean off the mask of Love !

I waited this day for so long
To be immersed in silence
and his warmth of love all along
The face so relaxed but feelings intense
His sweated lips and his preying eyes
His manly smell haunts my bodily sense
The moment  that I deeply craved arrives
But , I hesitated to reciprocate back
Oh No! Not today , I looked pale
There is something that blocked my approval
On my mind , one line seemed to haunt and yell
"Oh how I wish I had opted for my hair removal "

He didn't know to read my mind
And so he thought I was very shy
He took my hand to his with a touch so kind
Weaving a smile of self assurance by
To assure his love and his insight
He sent a wave of  his manly might
To prove a girl ,  the love of a guy
But all I need now is to let out a cry
Only then, he noticed what I was up to
With twisting legs and clothes that drew,
My hands concealed what that grew
For a minute he stared at me as if he got the clue
Running in his mind were again the lines ,
" I wish she had opted for her hair removal "


Haunt me to clean off the mask of Love !
Bring the confidence to the power of now
With amounts of signal sent to and fro
And within hours of clearing the mess that grows
Now , I am a woman shining with confidence
To steal the attention of my man back to the show
He entered with the same smile and  pinned
his look , neared me and whispered an invite
" So divine you are , shall we .... " he grinned
Signalled a sign to redeem what we left that night

This post is a part of the Gillette Satin Care contest in association with BlogAdda.com


Sunday, 10 June 2012

I like getting dirty again - poem for real souls :)


Knowledge
Books, papers and Magazines
In and out
and all about

Stuffed into head
Painted eyes red

She hungs on the door knob
the mask she wore
No more I want to look
pretended or
act smart

I have had my share of small fame
so lame , it went and came

I smile when someone barks
I stay calm as life gets dark

But ..today
just a day

I am what I am
messed up
freaked out , no doubt
to show my true self out

I like getting dirty
It made me free
It's me
the real she
for tomorrow again
I need my mask to hide away the stains

~ ~ ~

Saturday, 12 May 2012

Wild Imaginations !

I wanna live inside a Tree, Mommy
Please do tell me how to build one
Oh!are you talking about Tree house,Honey
We can find them on the wild forest , my son
This was my Mommy's  answer
but I seeked something better

No Mommy, I am talking the real one
See, a real house inside a tree, 
Oh!how wonderful it would be
To have a house deep down the tree
The other side of the world I would see
And learn about the wonders created around me
I started to sing and strolled around my garden
With my wandering mind and my mouth organ

I wonder where do the rabbits hunts
and finds their sweet orange carrots
I want to explore the marvellous merits
that made the seeds grow with strong fronts
I have also read about the pirates living in the sea
hunting for treasures in lands and in trees
If the insects and birds can make home on trees
Why cannot I build one just  for me

As I sang , suddenly my head started to spin
And I saw what I could never imagine
I saw tall magnificent door on a tree 
I pushed myself in and led myself free
I slided down by some strange stairs
And deep deep down ,I flew on air
Monsters snore, I guess they are asleep
I ran , I ain't no dinner they would keep
As I crossed them, a  weird pathway evolved 
which had the snakes and ladders riddles to solve 
That's my luck , I finally passed my test of strife 
which lead me to the weirdest thing of my life
In front of me, stood a beautiful house
where I was sleeping tugging my blanket close
I slowly went near and touched my head
And that's the last thing that I had did

I awoke from a wild wild dream I ever had
That made my  imaginations to thread
Oh! How I wish again to see inside of the Tree
Stroke my imaginations wild , Break me Free!



-for Poetic Pub on dversepoet "Wild Things  or Children's Wild Imaginations".

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

The Mirror Outside

She lay spread on bed
As silent as she can be
Idle and possessed
I collected her as I got up
Carefully pulling out the loops
That resulted due to the love
Between the hairs at night
Mockingly , I tied her up

I opened the door for her
To get wet in the cool shower
I moved my fingers through her
And loosened her from the clutch
I watched the sight...
Gracious !
She fell cascading in elegance
And when the cool water trickled her
She soaked  herself into moistness
Doving in the shampoo producing rich lather
I bathed her fresh like a morning star

She then cuddled in between the cotton treads
Peeping now and then to the light outside
Frizzling slow...
She dried herself under the Sun
Allowing the heat to penetrate into her
Pampered in the warmth of love

Suddenly the cool breeze swarmed
Into the holes between the strands
Of her hair, unveils the beautiful face
That’s hidden behind the thin long screens
Scrubbing out the scents from the hair
That been bathed with rosewater touch
I smelled the fragrance closing my eyes
Indulging in the sweetness of tenderness

Each time I hold her soft body in my hands
I felt tender passion dissolving in
Each time she brushed on my face
I remembered pleasant moments
Being a delicate part of my body
She responds to every pain I incur
I know that she cares more for me
Breaking loose and in size reduce
Ready to hides my tears,when low
Or shines with glow when I 'm joyous
And this is how she talks with me.
I never seen such friend who heeds
To every feelings that I undergo ,
Displaying or making sure that I read

I brushed aside my wavy sassy lover
That knows how I feel in her close presence
I shook my head and beamed thinking
Of the woman in me who loves being pampered
With the same soft touch of care and love
I realize that I need to tie her up once again
A secret brief lock....
As she is my best Mirror outside

















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Sunday, 30 October 2011

Halloween Party at Night

Lighted Pumpkins on the doorway
Invites witches to come and play
Wandering on brooms stick on the sky
Zoom Zoom and Zoom ,they fly

I was seated in a dim lighted room
With hunched back and deadly groomed
I slowly sucked in my thick red tomato soup
From a big bowl of scary dots and loops

Knock Knock Knock, I heard some noise
Crooked broken voices of girls and boys
Receiving the signal, I quickly gathered
My baskets with monster chocolate and fled

Hello Hello and Hello..we are in
Come let us  party for Halloween
From door to door, we go and call
Tagging for party friends ,short and tall

We scare and scare all through the night
Those who were caught on our sight
They stood and looked at us kids
Snaring at us with their wry smile undid

Witches or skeleton, we need no such dress
And telling there's yet no monster better than us


Friday, 21 October 2011

The Story of Rapunzel's Hair

Long Long ago, I grew long to flow
Wavy and sassy , chit chat as I go
I brush the soft walls on the towers
That measures my height as I reach lower
I am bathed in Lukewarm water
With natural herbs and natural colors
I am pampered with nourishing coconut oils
Carefully and neatly tied up to coil
My long golden mane with colorful ribbons
Adorned with flowers ,yellow and crimson
I am loved and taken care of so well
By a beautiful maiden named Rapunzel
I played messenger helping her find
Her true love role playing from behind
Up and down , In and out I go
Providing a only pathway to below
Until the wicked witch struck me upon
Cutting my beauty in two , one half down
Held wickedly on the hands of the witch
My other half on Rapunzel who's been ditched
I wander with her in the lonely woods
Unknown of the spell cast upon her only good
Finally, a rescue was bestowed through a Dove
To bring back my true long self and her True Love


Love and get loved - The story of Rapunzel's hair rescued through the Dove
One thing I loved about Rapunzel's hair is that she pampered her hair with love and affection which drove her to get healthier and long hair.I am not a Rapunzel but I can do what she does to her Hair [ pampering my hair to save what is left now :( ]

Life is fun when viewed from a different perspective ."Put yourself in other's shoe so you may know their pain" is a well known proverb. Now ,let me put it in a different way."Put yourself on the other side of the world say a dream world so that you may  know how beautiful your life is like a poetic world " . Chill !! :)


Tuesday, 27 September 2011

I ain't no Beauty - Poetry for the soul that needs some charm

Prompt from Poets United
I ain't no Fairy Tale Princess
Though some beauty I do possess
I'aint taking about white skin and red lips
which portrays beauty that a princess keeps
Though like Cinderella , I wait for a stardom
to marry a prince who searches for me to come
To awake me from my Sleep, as deep as a sea
 Fighting the evil to breaks my curse free
Like Snow White, I lay on coffin  for true love
until to be awakened by a Prince kiss  now 
I ain't no beauty to be saved like a Prince would
Falling in love by looks and does what he should
I am a framed bones and flesh coated neatly by skin
Which expands when fat and shrinks when thin
In case, you can't accept whats in store
I ain't the one you look for or need anymore


Haiku - CHARM

Golden sun flower
Thick inside, Thins outside charmed
By Sun's same beauty





Sunday, 31 July 2011

Exploring Poetry - Rhyming Love that's not my choice

Writing is the best way through which a person can express his thoughts and feelings .The pen /pencil is the paintbrush that the poets uses to create a illusion of objects or thoughts to create a beautiful art with words.Thus poetry is something precious to be shared either by speech or by writing like we do with arts. If you ever ask a kid about poetry, the little one either comes up with 

Twinkle .Twinlke little star
How I wonder what you are
              (or)
"When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze."

Anything or Everything that Rhymes is a poetry for a kid (I used to rhyme poems for that effect).Without Rhyming, a poetry book is not fulfilled , IMP .Welcoming everyone who stumbles upon this post on  "Exploring Poetry " prompt "RHYMING"


How to write a Rhyming poetry :
  1. Choose the topic or idea about what you want to write and just write in a free pattern
  2. Arrange the lines in groups of 2 or 4 or 6 or 8  in even numbers
  3. Organize the sentences and words to form a meaningful line
  4. Add a tune or rhyme to the end of each sentence
  5. For rhyming words ,you can either choose dictionary at home or at online like Rhyming Zone
  6. Choose any Rhyming pattern and go with it all along the poem ( AAAA, ABAB, AABB,ABBA)
The below poem is written in the rhyme scheme (AABBBCC)

Love that's not my choice


Love was not my choice until I met you
My heart melted with the love you brew
Slowly hooked
Steadily captured
Steeply engraved
It spoiled my sleep at night
Made your wrong moves right

In Love, maths of one plus one is still one
Forgetting all ,drowning in love minding none
Complex dealings
Imaginary floatings
Under Real feelings
It secured a place in my heart tight
Taming me to a person so quite

Love , ah this potion is so strong
I confess that I cant hold it long
Un-comfortable  
Eyes playful
Oh!Life lulls
Longs sedatives for this twinge
Yours unforgettable clinch

Love - a small but a strong word
Commonly used and always heard
Staring as it comes
Striking the heart drum
Electrifies through rhythm
The music mingles the breath forever
Staying with us and leaving never


Show me a person who never Loves
He is Heartless - maybe someone has stolen it from him
He can never find the truth 
Until he believes that he too can love
 ©Umamaheswari Anandane

If you have any poems that rhymes , link in


Monday, 11 July 2011

The Chakra of Love


Chakra, the wheel
It rolls and rolls
You know how it feels
When true love flows

An eye that smile
A smile that curves
Thinking of you awhile
Into your mind I dive

Chakra, the wheel
It rolls and rolls
Here before you I kneel
Kissing your hand slow

An eye that smile
A smile that curve
Carrying you with style
Love I will , ever preserve 

 © Umamaheswari Anandane

Sunday, 19 June 2011

Ensconced Food that unravels through a Poem

Food ,Drinks and Indulgences is a basic needs and a topic that everyone in the house discusses. A poem out of it is worth a try .The concept of food is extended with two thoughts,the former being the food for growth and the latter being food that is ensconced everywhere.I choose the latter to write a poem about it .I decided to create my own image for easier understanding of my poem .Lets roll the cursor down for more.


ENSCONCED FOOD

 

Food being indulged to every whim satisfying human body
Stimulating the taste buds with it's quality and quantity.

The deep silence that is achieved in meditation
Helps in nourishing the spirit that lives in affliction

A food that makes the lives on the earth functions
Making love that nurtures the future generations

Inculcating good knowledge fulfilling the thirst of mind
With proper literacy among other living kinds

Time , a miraculous food for Earth-space continuum
Instilling the past , present and future occurrences in them

The food in form of gas , the Oxygen , to and from CO2
For maintaining existence , where breathing resides

The biological food cycle on earth describes
That every output is an input prescribed

The food for every soul and mind depends upon totally
Of requirements that arises both internally and externally

Ensconced in forms of matter where solid, liquid and gases thrives
Indulging in every whim of hunger in all Living Lives

- © Umamaheswari Anandane

PS:
This poem was written and submitted to Jingle Poetry Monday Poetry Potluck .



Sunday, 1 May 2011

The Whispering Dewdrops - ZEST(Z) Poetry for a Change


THE CHANGE (Finding Zest in life)

Each thoughts that never happens, recalls God's presence
Who knows the ends of the each chapter in human's life
Humans who never knows his destined end, hence
Expect more even after each ends which holds his life in strife

Heart, a place unfenced lets thoughts from all around
Letting people e to leaves their footprints unnoticed
One person to share a heart, the life is safe and sound
If another joins claming her rights, one is left to contend 

The starting and ending of a life is a mystery hidden
The correct path or the correct way, no one ever knows 
Each single path cross and they change, the journey ends
If we know the reality of change, we understand how life flows



Original content of the Tamil song by poet Kaviarasu Kanadasan :


Ninaipathellam nadanthuvittal theivam ethum illai
Nadanthathaye ninaithirunthal amaithi endrum illai
Mudintha kathai thodarvathillai iraivan etinile
Thodarntha kathai mudivathillai manithan etinile

Ayiram vasal ithayam athil ayiram ennangal uthayam
Yaaro varuvar yaaro irupar varuvathum povathum theriyathu
Oruvar mattum kudi irunthal thunbam ethumillai
Ondriukka ondru vanthal endrum amaithi illai

Ninaipathellam..(repeat)

Enge vazhkai thodangum athu enge evitham mudiyum
Ithu than pathai ithu than payanam enbathu yaaukkum theriyathu
Pathaiyellam mari varum… payanam mudinthuvidum
Maruvathu purinthu kondal mayakkam thelinduvidum

Ninaipathellam(repeat)


Submitted for A to Z Challenge for the last alphabet (Z)  and NaPoWriMo's prompt of translating a poem from another language into English.




Saturday, 30 April 2011

The Whispering Dewdrops - X and Y Chromosome in Poetic Science and The Riddle of Science

X and Y Chromosome 
Why they are important ? Without them there are no lives , no birth.They determine the sex of you and me .The female has two X chromosomes and the male has one X and one Y chromosome.A chromosome consists of a single, very long DNA helix on which thousands of genes are encoded.

So what are genes?
In simple words, Genes hold the information to build and maintain an organism's cells (The cell is the functional basic unit of life) and pass genetic traits to offspring meaning they are the unit of heredity in a living organism.Each person normally has one pair of sex chromosomes in each cell .The X chromosome represents about 5% of the total DNA in women's cells, 2.5% in men's.The other 2.5 in men is taken by the Y chromosome.

DNA in the X-chromosome is passed from mother to her son or daughter whereas the DNA in the Y-chromosome is passed from father to son .In case of a daughter , the DNA in the X -chromosome is passed from father to daughter. Since the father retains his X chromosome from his mother, a human female has one X chromosome from her paternal grandmother (father's side), and one X chromosome from her mother.

My A to Z challenge for X and Y both , is written with the above Chromosomes .I'm trying to modify the above explanation into a simple Haiku .Here I am with the Title :

X and Y Chromosome in Poetic Science:

X Chromosome :
A Daughter is born
Mother's X combines Father's
His X Chromosome

Y Chromosome :
Son's birth is confirmed
Mother's X combines Father's
One Y Chromosome


Know how to write a Haiku 


The NaPoWriMo's Riddle poem :


Science Is Solving Riddles Of .....
Science is solving riddles of the Origin of life
The big bang theory denoting the formation of universe
Or the DNA cells ,a life in the invisible nucleus
The Adam and Eve ,the world's first human life
Or the Gorillas and the apes ,the hairy two legged


Science is solving riddles of Communications
Languages between the humans and his body
Languages between the plants and ecology
The Zoology of the animals ,life and their living
The fast space disc and the UFO aliens


Science is solving riddles of the Earth
The ocean's depth and the sky's expansion
The ozone depletion and the green house effect
The new diseases and the sudden natural disasters
The birth and the death ,the God and the Ghost


What the Science doesn't know is that
Science will be solving riddles of the life
Unending in nature unless the human's diverts
The search that is outside .....Within


Friday, 29 April 2011

The Whispering Dewdrops - Wedding (W) April 29 Royal Life

The Royal Wedding of Prince William and Catherine Middleton on 29 April 2011 at 11:00 United Kingdom Time ,TODAY in the Westminster Church. A poetry again for the Royal Celebration in UK with (W) taking the word WEDDING  and for NaPoWriMo's prompt "most favorite word"-Wedding .Cant help writing one more :)
A longing fairy tale comes true as festival
This day in April,a special stay in every heart
The Kingdom fills with Kate's love and arrival
Making a royal appearance on the aisle with pride

People are waiting for their new Princess
To wed the charming Williams ,the Prince
Offerings through poems,Poets we bless
Those enthralling every eyes around this province

Church bells and horses, Trumpets and verses
Noises of Cheers that uplifts The Britain
An Angel in White dress ,humble through noises
Marking in History, UK's best Royal Procession

This day in April,a special stay in every heart
Making a fairy tale to come alive in real
Sketching and molding of blessings in every arts
Spreading the magic word carefully with seal

WATCH LIVE STREAMING OF THE ROYAL WEDDING


Finally the Royal Wedding was over in most happy and royal way.They came in expensive cars to the Church to get married with the blessing of the Lord and the people and then rode on the Royal Chariot as husband and wife ,as the Duke(already) and the Duchess of England way back Home to their Buckingham Place 





   

Thursday, 28 April 2011

The Whispering Dewdrops - Veerapandiya Kattabomman (V) NaPoWriMo poetry

Veerapandiya Kattabomman 
Veerapandiya Kattabomman was born to Jagaveera Kattabomman and Arumugattammal on January 3, 1760.Kattabomman is the pivot of the emerging feeling of Tamil nationhood who fought for India and was finally executed by hanging him unceremoniously on a Tamarind tree in Kayathar (near Thirunelveli)


Kattabomman is recognized by the government as one of the earliest independence fighters opposing the British and has been hailed as the inspiration behind the first battle of independence of 1857, which the British called the Sepoy Mutiny.His story is celebrated in many legends and epic poetry in Tamil.In honor of his bravery , a Memorial fort was constructed ,postal stamps(1799), few transport buses and a Cultural association were named after him.Even a famous Tamil film portraying the life of Veerapandiya Kattabomman was taken by storm by a great actor of our times Chevalier Sivaji Ganesan.


A folk dance "Devarattam" in Tamil Nadu is persevered by the descendants of Veerapandiya Kattabomman to denote victory in the battle.


VeeraPandiyaKattabomman

Full nameVeemaraja Jagaveera Pandiya Kattabomman

I am now going to use these rhyming ends given by NaPoWriMo's prompt to write a short epic poem about this great warrior-" rage,doom, age, tomb , sighs, breast, thighs, west, mad, blues, plaid, shoes, fail, mail"and write a Bout-rimes MEANING I write  a sort of poetic parlor game ,like  you write a poem using the rhyming end words from another poem. I was hesitating to post my poems for the last few days because of copyright infringement that I faced with a particular site .But if that one stops me from writing and also stopping my growth ,I am losing my precious visitors who come to my blog.There are many poems ,more than 100 for him to chose from ,so I took a brave decision to write again till the end of A to Z challenge and NaPoWriMo.Hope he understands my plight and leave me alone to write freely without problems


That special steady walk he owns in rage 
Reddish yellow fire burning even at this age
Furious of being one among the doomed 
In defense for his people ,he stood like a tomb
He never let his heart down which made his enemy sigh
Preserving a walk of bravery with his strong thigh
He always has his straight shoulder and upright breast
And eyes boiling in anger seeing the torments of the west
"I'm Veerapandiya Kattabomman", his roar drives one mad
That makes the battle steam up ,a tartan plaid
Even with the tortures he faced,he never fell at their shoes
Finally being executed by hanging made all his followers blue
Tragic ending , yet he was one among the freedom fighters to mail
Spreading the message of bravery for their own rights without fail
-  @Copyright -Umamaheswari Anandane
VeerapandiyaKattabomman Statue





Tuesday, 19 April 2011

The Whispering Dewdrops - Royal Wedding (R) poetry and Mother Haiku

The Alphabet Challenge "R" stands for "Royal Wedding" dedicated to Prince William and Kate Middleton and also for overheard conversation of NaPoWriMo's prompt.Prince William and Kate Middleton are to marry at Westminster Abbey on April 29, 2011, which has been declared a bank holiday in celebration.
A Gift for the Royal Wedding

Telegraph
Celebration 2011,the Royal Wedding
A gift from the heart , poetry blessing
A Prince born with a silver spoon
Going to get married to a beauty soon
Knight in Horses guiding their way
Maiden in white dress sing and they sway
Celebration 2011,the Royal Wedding
A gift from the heart , poetry blessing
There comes the Princess dressed as an angel
Carrying all hearts in love with her magic spell
A day in history , spell-bound all over Britain
Bethored together, a fairy tale ending
Celebration 2011,the Royal Wedding
A gift from the heart , poetry blessing

These Haikus is for " Thanksgiving of Krislen's "  and for NaPoWriMo 's prompt "a portrait poem"

Footprint beside mine
Like a Guardian Angel
Holds all, My Mother

No Thanks is enough
For all she did to protect
I now stand in debt

Mom, here Still I Thank you ! Can I ever repay you ?

The Whispering Dewdrops :NaPoWriMo and A to Z Challenge

Wednesday, 13 April 2011

The Whispering Dewdrops - Memories (M) NaPoWriMo poetry

NaPoWrimo 's prompt is to Spend a few moments examining an old photograph—a found image, a photo from childhood, an iconic shot from history—and give it a title along with A to Z Challenge of letter "M" - MEMORIES

An Iconic Shot from History

Memories of the PAST

The memories of the 80's come haunting back
collecting the holiday scenes on my countryside
the melody of the quills , birds fluttering around
with the breeze and the leaves ,they smack

The green pond where we catch fish in bulk
catching and letting them go one by one
Those  banyan swings adores our play
where  we spend days exchanging talks

Walk into the woods, getting lost straight
and then trying to find a way back home
Playing monkey jump on a pile of straw ,
 crying and scratching our bodies at night

Cotton stalks bursts out the white sponge slow
making artificial snowfall covering the streets
The flocks of sheep moving back to home,
a time informing us to bid goodbye for now

The people in village always flock together
sharing their duties with smiling face
No gadgets were there to take the place of
a person's space and time for each other

Thoughts are sweeter with each passing day
staring at the old back and white picture
resting on a special place on the album
Oh huh, such sweet memories are they !

Those places I mentioned (the way it used to be ) are not now but still some of those memories came haunting back when I started writing this poem .The OLDEN days are still the GOLDEN days :)

I did'nt use any old photos here because they are safe in India and I am here in UK.Remember they are old photos and they are not in digital format.Maybe in near future ,I will upload them for you .

The poem reminds me of the olden days where we used to visit our grandma's house in Paloor.We had a blash and splash in the water there with all in the above poem .I have another grandma's telling her story with..... " Long long ago,we did this and that ...Maybe ,I too will recall these days (blogging) poetries in UK sitting on the sofa bedside the big glass door facing the backyard as a Golden day somewhere in 2020 .


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