Showing posts with label Haiku Heights. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Haiku Heights. Show all posts
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Saturday, August 10, 2013
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Prompt: Time
timelessness
a birthday call
old ties sprout
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After so many years, I called up one of my closest friends from middle school with whom I had lost touch because of me shifting to another city. It is her birthday today and I, on the spur of the moment, picked up my cell and dialed her number. Had I thought for a few more seconds before dialing, I would have ended up sending only a text message. Yep, that is how it happens. Just a little more use of brain can spoil the fun. Anyhow, her reaction..ah! It was amazing. It took her some time to digest the fact that I was on the other side of the phone. Sigh.. Old ties, after all.
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3-4-3 pattern
Written for: Haiku Heights
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Prompt #Cacophony
hug me tight,
quieten the cacophony
in and around
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A 3-7-4 form of Haiku.
Written for: Haiku Heights
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P.S: On a completely different note, what's with this new trend of confessing anonymously on social networking sites? I, honestly, find it veryyyyy lame. Firstly, there is no point because it is anonymous and oh god, the way anonymity brings out the beast within...huh! Sad.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Prompt : PRIDE.
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infinite sparkles in awe gaze at the night's pride |
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It's a 5-2-5 Haiku.
Written for : Prompt #Pride at Haiku Heights
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Sunday, January 20, 2013
The Happy Moment!
The Sun curled up in
The blanket of the night sky
While I chased my dreams.
While I chased my dreams
Peeped through the cosy cocoon
It showcased the stars
It showcased the stars
Offered me a hand of faith
The world watched in awe.
The world watched in awe
While the Sun planted a kiss
On the night sky's cheek.
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And the happy moment came to me again!
The second journal which published two of my poems - Two and Singular and These Rains, arrived yesterday. Its launch took place today and luckily the venue was near my place. To say that it was an incredible moment, would be an understatement. I was almost in tears to see my mother and my best friend so proud as I walked towards the stage. I couldn't have asked for more.
No wait!
I also got my book signed by Irshad Kamil, a very renowned poet and lyricist. Ah! What a struggle it was but I would't have missed the chance in any case. :)
So now, I couldn't have asked for more.
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The haiku has been written for: Haiku Heights - Prompt of the week is 'Dusk'.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Blinding Light.
Losing the senses
There she stood in solitude
Blinding light of anger.
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Written for: Haiku Heights #Day20
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Symphony.
Sketch some symphonies
Intrude them and paint them bright
For they are but yours.
Sketch some symphonies
Aloof from the world's madness
For they are but yours.
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Written for: Haiku Heights #Day 13
Monday, September 10, 2012
Pepper.
Peppering all over
Happy and sad, Laughter and tears
On the sheet called life.
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Written for: Haiku Heights #Day 10
P.S: The word 'pepper' has been used to denote sprinkle or diffuse.
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Gloss.
Look at the suave chase
Little drops dancing on glass
In glossy patterns.
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Written for: Haiku Heights #Day 9
Picture Source: weheartit
Sunday, July 15, 2012
In Me, The Universe.
The endless journey
The endless quest has begun
Here is the first step.
I see a mirage.
That which keeps me going forever
Someday, I will reach.
There, right there. Because
That is where the quest will end
In me, the universe.
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Written for: Haiku heights
Picture Source: weheartit
Friday, April 13, 2012
Warmth.
A message from hope,
"Crisp warmth demurely waits
Beyond dusty chase."
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Yes, I do talk of inspirational stuff on a Friday, 13th.
Written for: Haiku Heights
Image Source: weheartit
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Sigh! Google is such a darling.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Crimson.
Metal souls at war
Fed on bullets and dressed with
That crimson water.
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Written for: 104th prompt at Haiku Heights.
Picture Source: deviantart
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Refill the void.
Empty the darkness.
Blow out the drab. Make space for
The worthy desires.
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Written for : Thursday tales and Haiku heights.
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Light Empowers.
Opulently perched
On the horizon’s vista
There resides light blithely.
Look! How the night sulks,
Accepts the defeat, walks out barefoot,
Genuflects lithely.
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This post is submitted for the 96th prompt at Haiku Heights : Light.
(A little late though.)
Picture source : weheartit
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Hypocrisy Is In Our Veins.
Few days back, I was talking to a friend of mine (she's actually my roommate) about how India was a very broad-minded country and how its thinking was narrowed down because of the Mughal rule. Every time I think about it, I find it hard to believe that my ancestors were cool about love and sex. And here I'm talking about the era much much much before the Mughal Empire and before all that nonsense of pardah-system came into being and before a woman was treated not just as a piece to be protected and kept inside the four walls but as a symbol of Shakti.
Have you ever visited Ajanta Ellora caves or observed its carvings? Have you noticed how explicit they are apart from being one of the most amazing archaeological sites in India? Or Kamastura-a book written by Vatsyayana, an Indian. Or even the ‘Shivling’ which is a symbol of deity of Hindus i.e., Shiva and which represents the inseparability of the two genders and creation of life. Although our very own culture gives a divine nature to sex, we treat it as immoral. Ironical indeed.
Now let us come to the no-love-before-marriage cliché.
Love is something very godly. Yes? But we Indians have a different theory. We do find it divine but when it comes to our own children falling in love with someone else’s children we close our eyes and ears and go into an I-will-not-use-my-mind-no-matter-what mode. According to the views of our parents and their parents and so on, a person is selected for us and we are told to fall in love, marry that person and have sex with that person, procreate 3-4 children and make a happy family and lead a happy life. Wow! Such a well mechanised ideology. Huh.
Further, girls can hang out only with girls and boys can hang out only with boys till they are married off. A spark of doubt is ignited in their heads,the moment we tell our parents that we were with a friend of opposite gender.
And yes, how can I forget one more important notion which says that the seed of love can never sprout before marriage. It is a shame and should be crushed immediately if it does because the ideology tells us that it’s wrong. A spinster and a bachelor cannot fall in love. It is a slur. It is immoral. Ask them a reason and they will come up with ‘Tumhari abhi padhne ki umar hai’ (You are young and you should just study) or ‘Hum badhe hain, hume zada pata hai’ (We are elder to you, we know better).
Logic? Uhh...What’s that?
Sometimes I wonder that these simple things of life would have had an entirely different meaning if I were born in a nation of deep-seated and radical ideology, where I would have had freedom to not just SURVIVE on others’ terms and conditions, where this famous line ‘Do what your heart says’ would actually have carried some weight in my life and where people would have used their minds before using what had already been implanted in their heads by their ancestors.
“Only animals are told what is to be done and how it is to be done. We are no less than animals if we don’t use our brains.”, Divyank told me today.
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How impossible
It is to live on our terms.
Damn! Hypocrisy.
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The above Haiku has been written for the prompt #89 - Haiku Heights
Image source - deviantart
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Breathe.
Break bricks around you
Move out of the labyrinth
Breathe once and live twice.
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Written for : Haiku Heights
Image Courtesy : deviantart
Saturday, July 30, 2011
A Bond to Cherish.
A smile draped her face
Genuflected in sheer love,
When he said, "Marry me!".
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Written for: Haiku Heights
Image Courtesy: deviantart
