#Thankfulthursday To life ..

The world thrives on stories of hope,

Little cracked,but surviving homes;

I live each moment in awe

From when life picked me first

So out of line, yet so full of want;

You are home to me,my world,

The only constant reminder,

My prayers and wishes answered;

No matter what changes around,

Am blessed;love can be found

If you raise a toast for the gifts

That equally to strangers, you receive to give.

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Today’s prompt by Tina & Amrita’s page for thankful Thursday post is about Home. I have always found home with people and not in places. So this is a verse dedicated to the friends and my husband who have made home in my heart. Also Jamie asked us to write a poem on raising a toast to life. This is my thankful verse for life for the blessings and the constant reminder that there always is love around when you give that freely to others.

Also linking this poem to Open Link night.

Leaving another verse about being light for yourself and others that I am glad I learned some how , even if a little late ..

Stay blessed !

Live and Let Live

Some thing very hurtful was said to me yesterday. And it reminded me how tribal people used to make a tree fall by gathering around it and swearing at it daily. The tree would eventually die and fall on its own.
i realize that the negatives thrown at me are meant to kill my spirit and make me fall
but if i can counter them with the love of people who know me and by loving all the same way or more , i can rise above all this.
So Here’s a hope , a prayer , a wish and a request  – Live and let live. Life is beautiful when you let go of your hurt . Hurting some one will not bring back your joy. I might fade into oblivion but I know i have touched many hearts while I was here. and I will keep loving all the same way.

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.

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].

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.

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