X For Xerox

Snippet Of A Day In My Life

Smiles with his eyes

Cries with his heart

Just like me

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://janakinagraj.com/  – Janaki

http://jaibalarao.com/   - Jaibala

http://poojashridhar.blogspot.in/ – Pooja

http://andiwrite.com/ – Count

http://ponderingtwo.blogspot.in/ – Rohan

http://advkaranshah.blogspot.in/ – Karan

http://www.rinzurajan.blogspot.in/ – Rinzu

http://artofleo.wordpress.com/blog/– Vinay

 http://thoughtspop.wordpress.com/ – Nithya

http://viewsofpreethib.wordpress.com/ – Preeti

http://whilethecoffeebrews.blogspot.in/- Naina

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.

Image credit here

Some of the fellow participants:

http://janakinagraj.com/  – Janaki

http://jaibalarao.com/   - Jaibala

http://poojashridhar.blogspot.in/ – Pooja

http://andiwrite.com/ – Count

http://ponderingtwo.blogspot.in/ – Rohan

http://advkaranshah.blogspot.in/ – Karan

http://www.rinzurajan.blogspot.in/ – Rinzu

http://artofleo.wordpress.com/blog/– Vinay

 http://thoughtspop.wordpress.com/ – Nithya

http://viewsofpreethib.wordpress.com/ – Preeti

http://whilethecoffeebrews.blogspot.in/- Naina

W For Wild

Snippet Of A Day In My Life

jump like frogs

move like elephant

wild family

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

Shared with NaPoWriMo.

Image credit here

Some of the fellow participants:

http://janakinagraj.com/  – Janaki

http://jaibalarao.com/   - Jaibala

http://poojashridhar.blogspot.in/ – Pooja

http://andiwrite.com/ – Count

http://ponderingtwo.blogspot.in/ – Rohan

http://advkaranshah.blogspot.in/ – Karan

http://www.rinzurajan.blogspot.in/ – Rinzu

http://artofleo.wordpress.com/blog/– Vinay

 http://thoughtspop.wordpress.com/ – Nithya

http://viewsofpreethib.wordpress.com/ – Preeti

http://whilethecoffeebrews.blogspot.in/- Naina