Hello Visitors (#napowrimo day#2)

Hello visitors,
this you know is my dream;
a place I hope you know the limits
and the rules; yet unknown to me.
you show me places and events
that happened not,or maybe could have
some I wish never come true
others I feel I knew before you.
My mind’s state reflected often
my dreams I feel are powerful potion
made of your power of love
fighting my desperation for some.

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Prompted @ sunday Scribblings (Reflect)

Napowrimo#2 : Write a poem inspired by the song that was #1 on the day that you were born. Find it via this page  . Mine was -  The Power Of Love – Jennifer Rush

Apr PAD#2 : write a visitor poem

I live again

This is a duel poetry by me and ScribblingGal [ her lines in italics].

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One dream at a time,
I walk holding hope’s hands
faith in myself a little more today
I seek yet again strange lands

Lands of the unknown
Where I seek the divine
Gushing out pure love
I faked smile of belief.

A smile – real or fake
is all one needs sometime
to melt a road block
on the path to a better being

Being which I lost
In the path of thorns
Hard rocks I still stumble
Wavering feets falter
And I wait for a glimpse

A glimpse of the promised future
a blurred image of a dream
let go once, held close today
a gift or a curse,who can say

Cursed I have always been
When I didn’t believe
I knitted the scattered pieces
For I was walking again

walking again, holding hope’s hands
walking straight into unknown lands
fake smiles do not cause you harm
head held high, i love the way I am

I again believed
I again Smiled
I again Loved
I lived well,again.

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And from today , I invite any of you to write a reply poetry , or ask for a duel via emails , or suggest me lines . ideas for any post ! Any good challenge will be entertained and welcome here !

Haiku poem

blinded by your hate
i kept loving your shadows
till pain took my life

winds of faith in you
pushed me into darkness
where dreams bled to death

senses came alive
on threshold of extinct hope
and life surged in me

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Prompted @ Haiku Heights , OSI , Writer’s Island

Submitted to Poetry Potluck

A world with you

The only dream of a different world i ever had, was to live with the one i loved [ or so i thought] And so the “new world” always brings these feelings to surface.

 

It was a silly dream i know
living together forever
love would never have grown
It was a silly dream i know
Seeds of  new world i did sow
now weeds it though gather
It was a silly dream i know
living together forever.

living together with you
It was a silly dream i know
not even a weed to hold to
living together with you
some facts are as untrue
as the challenges they throw
living together with you
It was a silly dream i know

Seeds of  new world i did sow
though no hope i ever had
love would never have grown
Seeds of  new world i did sow
It was a silly dream i know
i wish it was better dead
Seeds of  new world i did sow
though no hope i ever had.

 

Prompted @ Theme Thursday , March challenge

Helping

Written for March challenge (day 13 – helping ) , Sunday Scribblings (big ) , Haiku heights (wings )

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In line

I know i stand in line
and don’t have any say
but i pretend it’s fine

For bit of sunshine,
to prickle down my way
I know i stand in line

Is love never to be mine
hopes grow and die each day
but i pretend it’s fine

don’t you again assign
to break me like clay
I know i stand in line

Either mortal or divine
each does my soul slay
but i pretend it’s fine

Give me just one sign
life forever won’t b gray
I know i stand in line
but i pretend it’s fine

This form of poetry is  Villanelle (Click to learn more about it)
Prompted @ Carry On Tuesday
Also submitted to One Shot Wednesday

Faith

“Face of faith changed for me”

Faith. The word inspires varies emotions in my heart , mind and soul. Faith on your family not to desert you; on the love you thought will never let you feel low;on the friend you never knew could make you cry so much;on yourself whose real power you never can fathom unless forced to.with every person, it changes its face, meaning and extent of its being between you and the concerned person. Strangely, it never leaves you even when broken. for long you keep searching reasons for its loss, searching for either excuses or ways to hurt it back. so where does this leave us ? when even you can betray the faith you have on yourself, what keeps faith living ? Answer is different to each individual.  for me, the faith people instill in me and keep on me keeps me working to preserve it. what keeps your faith safe ?

empty eyes;torn hearts;

faith only let life find place;

the resurrection.

Prompted @ Sunday Scribblings & 6 word Saturday

Submitted to OSI and Haiku Heights

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