War On Children

painted deep red

eyes locked in the future

I barely lived

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Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~Hiroshima or Ring a Bell @ Poets United

Girl From Small Town

A girl from small town

A poet, a joker, a nosey clown

Runs around and laughs out loud

For she is thankful for the beautiful day

The blooming colors

The entwined garlands

The warmth and the chill in the air

Makes it a perfect day

A day she longs to remember

Through the year

A day she hopes will last

Through the year

A day she was born on

A day she wishes to live in

Forever

A day which is red, green and blue,

A day which is yellow, orange and brown

It is her birthday

Birthday of a girl from small town

No big parties,

No big gifts

She hopes for just

Small little bliss

Her friends,

Her family,

Her town

Around her

With her

Her world wrapped

In her world

Cheerful with smiles galore

Singing loudly

Rocking the floor

On her birthday

On my birthday

What more could I ask for

Small little moments of joy

On my birthday

For I am a just a girl

From a small town

(C) Juztamom 2014

Shared with Poets United Midweek Motif-Happy Birthday. A wonderful prompt to write on birthdays just a few days before my birthday :)

Dusk

Waiting for its lover

Sun praying on the beach

Eternal quest to meet

The night in full glory

Hugging the orange hue

Filling its heart with the dancing rays

The union lasts for few moments

Eyes burnt and heart filled

A life spent and a life lived

Shared with Poets United Verse First Half &Half

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Marigold

Summery and soothing

Fragrance of an Indian wedding

Petals on Petals

Dancing together

Green submerged like a child in a womb

Filling the cavity, growing with a bloom

Layered like a sea wave

Each layer majestic 

Each wave poetic

Conjoined but separate

Woven in a sonnet

Growing out of brown

Stemming from a cave

 

Tiny green hands

Holding on to petals

Like a child attached to roots

Inspite of being a rebel

Orange like a sunset

All ready to wave goodbye

All set to drown

But followed by a rise

Promising like a dawn

Of a better tomorrow

Million flowers growing and blooming

Swaying through the wind

Dancing to the music

Tall and soaring

Proud and enthralling

Usual yet precious

Gold in a pot

Flaming and hot

My marigolds   

Shared with Poets United Verse first "Right under your nose"

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Obsession

I fall in and out of love

I am born and I die

I travel countries and I fly

I break my heart and I break others’

I live through you, lavish tales in a book

I fall and I get up

I loose and I win

I forgive and I forget

I move and move on

I dance and groove on

I live through you, my little one

You are fiery and you are cool

I cry and I snicker

I am speechless and I talk to you

You shut up and listen

I live through you, my nibbles on a plate

(C) Juztamom 2013

Some of my obsessions for Verse First at Poet's United.