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Grab the 7th book from your bookshelf.
Open it up to page 7.
Pinpoint the 7th sentence on the page.
Begin a poem/a piece of prose that begins with that sentence
Limit it in length to 7 lines/7 sentences.

The 7th book on my shelf is...Nectar in a sieve by Kamala Markandaya

"My heart sang and my feet were light" when I remembered you were coming after 10 long years, coming to me, to my arms where you belong. 

Your room is sparkling and bare and I am at the door gazing at the clock , wiping my tears waiting for you.

I look at you from a distance, my heart jumps at your voice, my hands quiver to take you in my arms.

Your face has a few wrinkled lines, some grey strands and a chin under the chin singing of your blessings galore 

I stand there and wonder if you will recognise my touch, if you will still fit in my lap, If I could once, just once carry you in my arms again 

You hug me tight, sweep me off my feet, and carry me in your arms, spinning the world around me, making me believe everything is still the same. 

Arms and laps, hugs and holds, laps and spins, all are same but the baton is passed on to the younger set of hands.

This is in response to the WriteTribe prompt.

Everything has beauty but no one ever sees it -Confucius

Did you ever notice?

The green of the washed leaves just after rains

The pink of smiles and brown of stains

The small mud foot prints on the floor

Stained postcards in the store

The pit pat of rain drops on your window

The smear of hands on your pillow

Smell of a new book

Rush of blood at that first look

The dance of joy on the street

The chuckle of Grand Ma when you meet

Blackened window by the kitchen

With smoked patterns that are hidden

The dark green circles on her wrist

Peace of night and morning mist

The crackling of veggies in the pan

The red of December and yellow of Jan

Ring of glass on the table

Mr. Thumpkin and game of pebbles

Smell of rains and rustle of leaves 

Footsteps on the door and shuffle of keys

Did you ever notice?

Everything has poetry but not everyone can write it

Everything has music but who can sing it ?

Everything has beauty but no one ever sees it -  Confucius

A special thanks to my dear friend and blogger Leo for inspiring the theme

Image source:commons.wikimedia.org

"I ran towards you"

Got up from my sleep and

I ran towards you,ran like a crazy man

World had stopped..

Years and years I waited to be with you

Chained by your thoughts, drawn towards you
I ran!!

I lived like dead

I lived with dead!!

Eating your memories, eating through roses, 

Eating through pains...through thrones of your memories

Smoking the smoke, breathing the ashes...waiting for centuries

Waiting for the clock...waiting for the cloud

Waiting for the sun...waiting for THE hour

Waiting for you

The hour is here,
You are here,

Waiting for me amongst the crowd, in the sea

Waiting for me,waiting to be us

Drowning in brown, Mourning in black...waiting for me

Burning in gold, gazing in blank..waiting for me

Looking through crowd
Looking through sky

Looking through lenses

Waiting for me

We survived the death, we survived the births, 

We survived the world, 

No one can stop us now

To become one

  

I will scratch those eyes, I will swim through the fiends 

I will cut all the strings, I will wade through the pains

I will snap all the fingers, I will eat all the chains

You are in my arms, after years of wait

We killed the foes, we changed the fate

Let me carry you away from here,

Here life is dead

Let's run away to deads

Let's unite in death!!

For Out of Standard: Film School Drop Out Edition by Isadora Gruye for an out of the box theme

THE CHALLENGE:Watch the clip.Write a poem inspired by it..

THE SCENE: Clip comes from the film Holy Motors.

Link:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GZ_BucxvkK8

Wild Daisy

Early in the morning I saw you there

Standing tall, standing pretty with a beauty rare

Standing white amongst the sea of green

Standing white with a yellow flair



Smile dwelling on your lips..

White blossoms and grips

Welcoming the early sunrays, reflecting the purity of pure

Petals curled and demure

Just standing there absorbing the morning dew

Colored butterflies creating rainbow around you



I stand there stunned and glued....

Chained to your beauty

Amazed at your glow

Wondering in my heart how are you so pure?

Why are you so happy?

I wonder how you look at the world?

Do you wonder how the world looks at you?

May be not now, may be never

Is that why you are so happy?

Linked with : http://poetryjaam.blogspot.in/2013/06/its-all-about-flowers.html//

"It’s been a year"

It’s been a year

A year since you became a part of us...a part of me

A year since the joy, its glow and its glee

It’s been a year since I held u in my arm and felt warm

A year since I felt complete....

Like there is nothing else I will need

This walk with you has been, one of constant awe...

Awed by your love, your laughter, your grins and your smile

A year full of your songs, your dances and my unbearable lullabies

A year of stains and strains, of your antics and my sighs

A year of sibling worship, of your only boys club

Of innumerable tickles, games, back rides and rubs

Of me being a nub and getting a royal snub...

Image by Mama hiro

May this bond grow more with each year,

May you learn to love more and never fear,

I am there to take care of all hitches, 

I am there to handle whatever life pitches,

I am there to shield you from any harm; I am there to make you feel warm,

May the brightest rays fill your heart and your life each day, my love

Wish you a great year and many such great birthdays , my love

- Your mom-

This is a heartfelt birthday wish for my younger cub 

who turns "One year" today i.e.6-6-13

Did she cheat?

With a trembled voice and gloom in her eyes

She entered the room pale and blank

A look at the paper and her heart sank

Blood rushing through her veins

Sweat pooling through her manes

The paper was black and white

The numbers, mocking at her plight

Hands clenched tightly on a torn piece of paper

It was her lifeline

One look at it, she will be fine

If she excels their dreams will fly

If she cheats her’s will die....

Results are out today, she has passed but her home wears an abandoned gaze,

She has passed, passed on

To a better world devoid of them and their expectations

Photo credit chriskoehler.deviantart.com

The details of the contest can be found here

" Their last summer "

Under the red and orange of Gulmohar, like its crown is on fire

Two drops of tear unify with a blind stare

Quickly the flamboyance of red engulfs the white of fear 

Like it could sense the urgency of adolescence blending with desire

The slender green leaves hiding the moments of tender needs

Clasps and holds, chases and misses,

Laughs and tears, teases and kisses,

Virtue and purity, lust and love,

Soft and rough,

Grips and grins, loss and wins

Of their last summer together.... 

The grandeur of the full bloom has bowed down, 

To create a memoir of their love forever, 

Every summer will remember their last summer together!!!

Forget me but remember me

When you grow up, forget me but remember me

Forget what I packed in ur tiffin but remember the taste of my food

Forget what toys I bought for u but remember how we played for hours

Forget my yells, screams and shouts but remember how I cried when u cried 

Forget my hugs and kisses but remember my touch

Forget how I looked but remember my fingers through your hair

Forget how I said I love u but remember my love for u

Forget our secret little handshake but remember how strongly I held ur hands when u were scared crossing the road

Forget how I waited for the school bus to drop u but remember I am still waiting for u

Forget ur daily life with me but remember how I lived my life through you

Forget how I taught u to use the phone but remember I am still just a phone call away!!!!!!!

What will you be when u grow up my little man?

Will you be the CEO of the biggest company? Or will you be a part of a Symphony?

Will u be the next Chris gales? Or will you be the most annoying banker who runs after sales?

Will you be the guy who forecasts weather? Or will you be a TV news reporter?

Will you be a programming giant...? Or Will you be his most sought after client?

Will you grow up to a six pack? Or will you be the guy who designed our racks?

 Will u be like your favorite uncle next door running after accounts and accountants? Or will you be the guy on the TV running all announcements?

Will you be the next SRK of Bollywood? Or will you be the next rockstar of Hollywood?

Will you be the guy who designed the Sea link? Or will you be the guy who fixes all my laptop chinks?

Will you be a researcher like your mom, insighting human behaviour? Or will you be the next Gandhi..The saviour?

Whatever you grow up to my dear, I hope all your days are filled with love, joy, laughter and strength to face, survive and conquer the world....