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Pick up the pen Hide yourself in a corner pour out your emotions on a piece of paper Hide yourself in a corner scribble some words on a piece of paper write a poem Scribble some words Put your heart and soul in it write a poem express yourself Put your heart and soul in…

Meet Midas He was the king who wanted a Gold ring so badly that he wished for a “Gold touch” Every thing that he touched got a Golden hue The beautiful flower, golden and lifeless Fallen leaves- – turned into Gold leafs Even his daughter – a golden statue This was a somber hour that…

Throw away curtains, drapes and lace All you need is a dog and a fireplace Because if you have a dog with that face You will do anything to win his grace You will let him drive your new car in a race Even sit beside him as he drives as in this case The…

Greasy Spring rolls Salty, Crispy, delightful A delicious must eat appetizer! Subcontinental snack of Savory potato cutlets served with tangy Tamarind chutney Creamy butter chicken served with rice A popular Anglo Indian dish! Tortillas refried beans Nachos, Tacos, Burritos Mexican food fit for kings! Hummus and Pita Wonders of Arabia bold garlicky and perfectly Creamy…

They spoke of race and Color too much; yet the fossils Look so much alike! Today’s challenge was to write a poem reflecting on humans from a future race perspective.  I wrote a Haiku. It is a Japanese poetry writing style. The poem has one stanza and 3 lines (5/7/5 syllables). 

Ages ago Hundred miles away In my dad’s house In my childhood room I left some things Under the bed A little girl With a book in one hand And A torchlight in other Reading- past her bed time Under the bed A small dog Smuggled and Brought inside the house Sleeping Under the bed…

1. Little Bird Bird Little Bird Separated from flock Just one minute apart lost Bird Little Bird Finds her flock But nobody remembers her Anymore ……….. 2. My Son My little son in tiny hands hold my whole world tenderly My little son Can’t speak yet makes the best speech ever …… 3. My Mother…

I saw her on the bus to work every Friday “Have a Goood day” Cheerfully she would say And then disappear until next Friday A strange man walked up to her one day and said he; “how come we see you say.. Good Morning only when it is a Friday and not even a word…

As I took my position on the Tee My short Iron flew like a Frisbee The turf and grass exploded with the impact The ball did not move; it remained intact Upon my second try people asked me why As the ball flew off in a wrong direction “duck, duck” They screamed; Someone barely got…

An Old Man sat in his little shop called the Heaven As he made little clay dolls in the batches of Seven Gabriel, A curious passerby Fascinated, stopped by “These are too many beautiful dolls, I see Where will you keep them? How will they be?” The Old Man pointed to a little box in the…

In the wee hours of night when everyone is sleeping the baby the dog the husband everyone – sleeping And I have counted every sheep that ever existed every monkey that ever lived every lion that ever roared Eyes still wide open I wonder Why did I drink that extra large coffee with double Expresso…

Dear Time Could you please stand still so that I can behold these precious moments a little bit longer before they are lost forever or better lets rewind and replay and take me to places and people that I have lost and lets treasure them forever or even better lets fast forward and go to…

Scarlett O Hara Of “Gone with the wind” and American Civil war era said; “You’d rather live with that silly little fool who can’t open her mouth ..and raise a passel of mealy-mouthed brats just like her” aloud   Today’s challenge was to keep it light and silly, with a clerihew. This is a four line poem…

The twinkle in your eyes brings me hope The warmth of your smile brings me hope When I look at your beautiful face; I see Faces of my ancestors; that brings me hope Those shinny eyes are a gift from my mom And her warm memories brings me hope That color in your complexion reminds…

Today she dusted off the dusty Book of believers Which was always Kept in a corner Of her house It has been a long while since she last visited the corner It has been ages since she Last picked the book or made a prayer It has been decades since When she felt a connection…

Her hair tangled beyond hope; Her sleeves Rolled up to her elbows; As she adhered To no one’s code; She needed reason An explanation for everything; If you can’t Show her science and logic; she would not Understand at all and she would not conform She just could not conform to their ways She had…

I once knew a truly magical woman She would caress Your tangled hair and Put you to sleep She would touch Your burning forehead and Cure a fever She would hug You and absorb all The pain She would listen and love, Keep your secrets and Never judge There was gentleness In every atom of…

The delightful aroma and sweet taste of an exotic flavor A treat for all of my senses-something to see and to savor Culinary Secrets of the world as they unravelled The soft and crisp sounds of a foreign language The delicate taste of Taco soup and Cuban sandwich I find myself astonished, amazed and bedazzled The…

My little one-my sweet son Your life is a gift gift gift With these little hands Built things Write words, paint And Lend a hand to a friend in need My little one-my sweet son Your life is a gift gift gift With your little feet Travel the world Walk, jog, run And Feel the…

It is like one of those nights When my hands were covered with ink stains After scribbling words Carefully thought out On crisp fine paper With my fountain Ink pen It is like one of those nights When I would hide under my bed With a book To read In the night light Away from…

1 A small white dog with the loudest bark Happily and freely runs in the dog park 2. A small white dog:  my shadow by my knee Who obediently listens and tries to please me 3. A small white dog that runs to me when I call And brings back when I throw the tennis…

Ravi The river that stood At the gates of Lahore That River that was Once called Sacred, Holy and Pure The River was our friend Before we tried Controlling her It flowed With grace and dignity And provided life blood to The crops Civilizations flourished By her banks She had something for Everyone She gave…

In the moments of my past life Lonely and alone-how did I survive Out and alone-wandering in the ghastly dark Vividly remembering the most cruelest remark Elegance in oration- words that burnt my heart Admiration and praise – that looked deceitful art Dreadful things that happened And many times was I abondoned My poor heart…

The delicate taste of spinach curry The mystical pathways of Murree The stories of Karnal and migration The poety, the songs and the oration Each attribute ingrained in my memory Like a great historical documentary . And then the stroke that paralyzed you for over a decade The endless battle to survive that felt like…

First Month As I brought you home- I realized I know nothing about raising a baby You would cry and I would cry with you- my confidence was a big may be You had your growing pains and I knew not what was the best I was worried, I was sick, I was tired and…

When I found out that I was going to have a little baby I was sure that I wanted you-it was never a maybe I knew what was missing in my life-it was you my little one So the happy news spread like warm bright light from the sun And it spread across the world…