Tuesday 29 April 2014

Being A Girl

Scared and in her own
Walking on the side
Walking with head down
Just walking on the road

Too shy to look up
Too nervous to share a glimpse
This is how she was brought up
To be proper and be prim
To look down
And not have a voice
To just walk on the road
Shown by others
Just walk in unknown of known

She always feared
Not someone else
But herself
Coz she was aware
Aware of her rising desires
Aware of her persistent thirst
Of knowledge
Of questions
Of reasons
Of whys?
Why was she treated like that?
She was born a girl,
So what?
Being a girl,
Was it that bad?

 Gloomy Girl by chaosbringer99

She knew it was only a matter of time
Her voice will find its way out
Her life will change forever
She may not be able to survive the tyranny
If she did
She may not be able to survive the irony
Of being finally free

So she was scared
For the future
Black or white
Dark or Bright,
Will come only
After a huge battle
A lone war

That she may not survive

(C) Juztamom

Shared with NaPoWriMo.

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Some of the fellow participants:
http://jaibalarao.com/   - Jaibala

Z For Zzzzzzzz

anything for you
love you to bits
an extra hour of Zzzzzzz

#atozchallenge2014
Z for Zzzzz
When I was thinking about what to write from Z, many things came to my mind “Zen, Zillion, Zebra etc etc” but nothing struck a chord better than Zzzzzzzz. I have been sleep deprived for more than five years. And I am not the sleepy type or rather I use to be, not the sleepy type. For me just an uninterrupted sleep of 5 hours is normally enough in a day but it has been so many years of not even getting that continuously, so I really really miss it. I am waiting for those days to come back, when I can be in bed for hours and hours and get up as and when I want to. One of the side effects of being a 24/7 mom I guess.

Are you a parent? Do you love your sleep? How many hours do you think you can sleep at a stretch? I think I can sleep for as long as full 24 hours if I get uninterrupted sleep!! :P

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Monday 28 April 2014

Alone But Not

Warm glowing in the heat
The thirst that never quenches
The burn that never burns
She held tight
With all her might
Hoping against hope
To remain united forever
Still longing to be free

Free
To wistfully flow
In the air
To become one with
Many others like her
To be her own lover
But how could she
She was born
Where she is now
She was always the part of it

Together they have seen everything
The heaven falling from the sky
The rains soaking her from inside
The moisture of love
That is eternal
Yet would leave her alone

The white descending from above
Covering her whole being
Erasing any other color
Yet being serene

The orange, the red
The yellow and green
Of beautiful spring
Abundance of love
Though she should be happy
But she remembers being aloof
For spring marks the beginning
The beginning of the end

The warm scorching heat
That feels like a blast
On her face
That fills her with warmth
Enough for her to survive alone
That gives her the signal
It is time to go

With a shock she moves
Fearing she might fall
But the wind carries her in her arms
Taking her to the dream
Where others were waiting
Who were just like her
That’s how she became a part
Of the yellow gold stream..

She was no more
A lone golden leaf



(C) Juztamom

Writer's note: The poem is in the voice of a leaf, which is dreading autumn  and is reminiscing all the seasons gone by. But in the end it cuts the string and becomes one with the golden stream of leaf. 

Shared with NaPoWriMo.

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Some of the fellow participants:
http://jaibalarao.com/   - Jaibala

Y For Yesterday

Snippet Of A Day In My Life

Willing to fly
Not stopping for a second
Born only yesterday

AtoZ Challenge
Y Yesterday

Time does fly. Both of them were born only yesterday and it is already years today and they can't wait to be on their own. Where did the time go?

Do you also feel like this? Has the time stood still or did it fly for you?

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Sunday 27 April 2014

X For Xerox

Snippet Of A Day In My Life

Smiles with his eyes
Cries with his heart
Just like me

AtoZ Challenge
X Xerox
My five year old is so much like me that sometimes I feel like I am seeing myself in the mirror. He is all heart, laughs and cries with a vigor. Just like me. Sometimes it scares me, reminds me of all the heart breaks and aches I had to go through but it also means he will experience the joy with complete heart. It means he will live and experience the life way more than many people around him. More pain, more joy and more life lived!

Here he is smiling with his eyes. I literally can live in those eyes!




What about you? Is there someone you feel who is completely or somewhat like you?


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The Road

What holds for us in the future is,
what we build
What we leave behind is,
just foot prints
The road comes from no where
And it leads to no where
It walks with us
We carve it
We build it
we lead it
And finally we leave it


(C) Juztamom

Shared with NaPoWriMo. The prompt was to write a poem for one of the four photographs shared on the website. I have used the above.

Some of the fellow participants:
http://jaibalarao.com/   - Jaibala

Saturday 26 April 2014

Light From Heaven

Shaken by the disbelief of my heart broken
and shattered I ask heavens and hells together
To answer my plea and show me the light, for
I felt lost, left alone in the debris of lost love, bruised
and broken drenched in my own tears and dampen soul


You hold me in your arms, I feel light, as
a feather flowing in the breeze, unknown
of its origin and unaware of its purpose
you guide me to the light inside you

I find me


(C) Juztamom

Shared with NaPoWriMo. The prompt was to write a poem in the form of a curtal sonnet. The curtal sonnet is shorter than the normal sonnet, fourteen line sonnet. Instead it has a first stanza of six lines, followed by a second stanza of four, and then closes with a half-line.

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Some of the fellow participants:
http://jaibalarao.com/   - Jaibala







Friday 25 April 2014

W For Wild

Snippet Of A Day In My Life

jump like frogs
move like elephant
wild family

AtoZ Challenge
W Wild
We are quite wild as a family and no we don't behave much socially also. What is the fun in being a child if you have to behave like an adult everywhere? Yes there are places where they can't misbehave (Or act like a child) but there are a lot of other places where we behave and act like kids, birds, cats, monkey, elephant, frog etc etc. And that is so much more fun than being an adult.

Do you always behave? Or rather behave like a kid or is there a child in you that comes out on occasions? If possible share an incident when you were a kid and loved it.

And Some of the blogs that I love from V are listed below. Do check them out.

Prathima Rao's Vindicated 
Suzy's Life's Jigsaw- Vibrational Energy


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I Run Around

Round and round I run around
In circles

I stop here
I stop there
Not knowing here
Not looking there

The sparkling white
The lovely light
The dancing clowns
The golden browns
In circles

But I don’t stop
And I don’t look
I am walking up
And
Walking down
in circles


The fire in the sky
The beautiful bride
The naked kids
The lonely tides
I pass through them
I look through them
But I don’t stop
And
I don’t look
I just keep my eyes
On the road
And move ahead
In circles

Where am I going?
Who knows?
When will this end?
Who knows?
What I know is that
You told me
I will find you
At the end of this circle
So,
I don’t mind
And
I don’t care
I just walk away
I just walk your way
In circles
Round and round I run around
In circles


(C) Juztamom

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Some of the fellow participants:
http://jaibalarao.com/   - Jaibala

Thursday 24 April 2014

The Wall

What divides you from me?
The red sweltering mount
The endless lines of bricks, and
infinite mounds?

Who built it and why?
Did they put a heart inside?
Can it feel our love?
Can’t it feel our pain?
Would it cry if we leave it alone?
Would it wonder in the unknown of,
Loved and lost?
Can it feel the warmth of our souls entwined,
through it?
Can it feel the cold of our tears submerged, and
lost in it?

 File:DickseeRomeoandJuliet.jpg

May be it will start breathing our breaths
May be someday it will come alive with our love
May be someday it will bleed and cry
And call our names
then melt away with the heat of our heart

Uniting our remains

(C) Juztamom

Shared with NaPoWriMo. The prompt was to write a poem that features walls, bricks, stones, arches, or the like.


Image credit here

Some of the fellow participants:
http://jaibalarao.com/   - Jaibala