Poem46. Believe me

 Believe me

Believe me if I say

I dont have any aim

believe me when I say

I dont have ambition.

Tried to think hard

atleast a small goal

but no I dont have

a wish to hang on thee.

Each day sun rise

as if to wake me up

do chores expected

as from wife mother.

Come the day to end

body will get tired

but mind still wander

where all, not clear.

No better tomorrows

nothing to expect more

each day pass by

without saying bye.

Night when I lay

awake in my bed

I do pray to Thee

let this be my last.

Written for Jingle's POETRY POTLUCK - Aims, Goals, and Ambitions...

Poem44.Live in Present

Live in Present

Leaning on an elbow

peering out a window.

View the road nearby

morning flying by.

 

People moving,

vehicles going

children running

horns are sounding

Busy on their own walks

each of them  in journey ahead

what they do,where they go

who knows, who cares.

Want for a bright future

forgets to live todays.

we run,work , gain fortune,

but health deteriorates.

Thriving for better lives

makes us run very fast.

What happens if we decides

sure,do live in present.

Death a dangling  blade

hangs on each one's head

Better for us live today,

tomorrows who can say .

Entered for Jingle's Poetry Potluck -Journey and the Road Ahead!!!!!

Thank you Jingle for honouring me with this...I really appreciate and this gives more confidence for me to go forward...         

Poem40.Yes, I do write

Yes, I do write

Before,

words,sentences unspoken

circled through my mind

thoughts, not so clear

lots of them disturbed me.

Now,

words,flows through hands

to the notepad on my desktop

thoughts,getting clearer

more order,feel calm.

When thoughts comes to me

without any reason,without any order

say, 'I will look,just a minute'

they seem more clearer.

Yes, I do write in my own way,

with my limited vocabulary.

I do fly ,not so very high

but,enjoy the feel of going away.

Written for Jingle's POETRY POTLUCK - Reflections, Interpretations and Musings...
Entered for The Poetry Pantry - #22

Review of my blog

A review on my blog

Leo,has written a beautiful review on my blog at  JinglesPoetry..

You can read the whole review by going HERE.

I am very grateful to him for such a wonderful review.

I never thought of myself worth mentioning..

When I read him I was wondering, is he talking about me?.

Thank you LEO for reading me with such seriousness and for all your suggestions.

I was busy for last week so I will go through all your suggestions and will do whatever I can ..

Thank you Jingle for your support as always..

This post is just to tell both of you." Thank You LEO and Jingle".
 

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Review Tuesdays - Her World

12:00:00 AM Jingle Poetry 

 

 

 

For us poets, writing our heart out means a lot. Poetry is our world, and we sometimes lose ourselves wandering its many streets. Browsing Jingle Poetry Potluck, I found a new blog, just into the fifth month. The title expresses what a poet feels about poetry – “My World”. The poetess there, Rashmi Jayakrishnan…

More about Rashmi

Rashmi is a blogger and a poetess from India. She calls herself a toddler in poetry, one who continued in poems after getting support from her friends. She informs her readers that being new to poetry, they might find rough edges there, and may or may not call them as poems. However, she is open to suggestions, and that I feel is a quality any poet should have, as they look to improve their art.

What’s her world like?

Rashmi’s blog is more focused on the poems than the template or design. The template is a Blogger default template, with a split sidebar. There are six widgets: Followers, Recent Posts, About, Blogroll, Blog Archive and her Indiblogger Rank. The blog archives show that she’s been writing from July 2010 and has 34 posts.

Rashmi’s Poetry:

Rashmi’s poems are simple and from her heart. No unnecessary depth in them, and nice rhyme and/or flow to each of her works. She writes for a few memes, Jingle Poetry and Thursday Poets Rally stand out from them I feel. Her choice of topics and words are unique and bring a smile to the readers face. She numbers her poems, though I don’t know if it is to keep track of her progress or just habitual.

From her poems I’ve read recently, I feel the poem she penned for Magpie Tales, titled “Who Am I?” is her best effort. It expresses a question that most of us can relate to, and it is presented in direct, yet unique manner. Another read I’d recommend from her budding space is “Envision”, which is a two verse set, each can stand on its own, and when read together makes the poem all the more beautiful. The question and answer style of presentation is catchy.

All her poems are worthy reads, and for a blogger just finding her feet, the returns are quite impressive. A nice blog to start following and to expect some nice poetry with each update.

Suggestions:

The poetry is on right track, Rashmi, I’m admiring your simplicity… the blog could use a new template perhaps, some widgets to go with it as well… (Maybe like a visitor counter, or a slideshow for your awards, etc.) It’d give your blog a more welcoming look. There are sites like Btemplates which give you a wide range of templates. I’d also suggest you “label” your posts so the readers can search based on that.

Who am I?

I’m Leo; author of I Rhyme Without Reason, co-host of Review Tuesdays here at Jingle Poetry along with Someone is Special. Hope you enjoy reading about the blogs, and do go read them too. Rashmi, reading your blog was very nice, and it was really nice reviewing a blossoming blogger. Do let me know how you found it, or if I went wrong somewhere!

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Poem.24. Graph of Life in Beach

 Graph of Life in Beach

See above the footprints,
clear so in the beach sand,
One pair shows me there,
other belongs to dear God.

If  life reviewed ,from birth
as walk in the sand, the beach ,
the graph of life of  each ,
will be like this ,sure they match.

At times  see only one pair
then again find them there.
With and without company,
life moves on so cunningly.

Each second HE's with us
as a friend and our own guide.
At the face of troubles
HE lifts us in his hands. 

We are His so dear ones
HE  can't leave in troubles.
Only the best HE gives us,
and always stays with us.

Written for Jingle's Poetry Potluck 
and for Poet United's Poetry pantry

Poem22. Wisdom of Fallen Dears

Wisdom of Fallen Dears

 

"Look, how they laugh on us,"
sadly said the falling yellow leaves.
'' The green leaves think they wont fall,
so they laugh on us old ones ."
The fallen old black
ones smiled,
consoled
the yellows gently ,
lovingly and wisely.

"Oh! when we were green
even we laughed.
Now we know
how foolish we were.
Then ,our ancestors
fallen dears,
had smiled and said,
"Children, don't laugh ,
this is the cycle of life ,
today we but tomorrow you''.
At that time we didn't understand
what they told would be true one day.
A soft breeze were making us dance.
Thought we would always be  green young.
Never in our dreams did we think,
one day we would be fallen dears."

Magpie Tales  hosts a weekly writing prompt ,

 to write using the photo as our inspiration.

This is the photo for this week  Magpie Tales # 35.

Poem20. Journey of Life

Journey of Life

From where we came,where will go,
 simple,but yet difficult.
 mother's womb,we can say,
But 'the life' where'd you get?


Look up that banyan tree
 from where  it came do you know?
The seed, for sure you might say
then break the seed and show me.

If you search for it heartlily
 will  get the answer for surely.
Energy,call scientifically,
Dear God ,we say fondly.

Yes, the supreme energy God,
from there we came,there we go.
Life a journey to , from God;
yes, of course, from  to energy.

Written for Jingles poetry potluck

Poem 18. Equation of love

Equation of Love 

 Love
merges
individualities
their personalities
different egoes,even thoughts.
Where there is no need to talk,
understands the silence;
no seperate identity
just oneness
pure love.


Here
and only here,
the equation one plus one
results in bigger one not two.
great magic of love,that's it my dear.

Written for Sunday Scribblings prompt 234 - Love

Entered for Poetry Potluck at Jingle Poetry


Thank you Jingle for  giving me this awards.. Really appreciate your support .....
You can read others who won these awards if you click here.

 
 

Poem17. Cousin's visit.

Cousin's visit.

Wonder how they stand there still
Like big balls without any strings.
Doggie my dear ,come with me
We will go out ,see them well.

The 'Big bang'  I have heard
how Universe formed long back.
Standing on our dear mother Earth
thinking of  her relatives there.

On  relatives we might  find
creatures like us as cousins.
 In and out of  our Milky way
trying to contact in their way.


 A meeting of us strange cousins

distant galaxies different space

Will we be happy to see them
or will  fight to control this universe?


This poem for the prompt   Monday's Child #13