Short Poetry: Cow – Ogden Nash

I love love love Ogden Nash. The man is witty fellows! This is one of his epic works according to me. What is your take?

The Cow  

The cow is of bovine ilk;
One end is moo, the other is milk.

We Are Readers

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We are readers…

There are chances you will spot us. In a park, on a bench.

At the cafeteria, probably by a window.  In the tube/sub or at a quaint little street.

On rooftops in the setting sun. On rooftops in the rising sun.

In transit from one continent to another – airport lounges and mid air.

At bookstores, catching a whiff. Fillings carts with books and filling lungs with the smell of books.

In libraries, amidst our kith and kin – having lived similar lives, embarked on similar journeys through stories.

We also hide books within books to let not the world know we are ‘UP TO SOMETHING‘.

Strain eyes to read under sheets with a torch. Take our books everywhere. Even the loo.

Raise your hand, if you are a reader too!

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Quote: B by Sarah Kay

Because no matter how wide you stretch your fingers, your hands will always be too small to catch all the pain you want to heal. Believe me, I’ve tried.

Read the full poem here: http://ohsarahkay.tumblr.com/b

Haiku On Knowledge

Knowledge can be art
Learning the ways of the world
Also unlearning some

Poem: 1000 Origami Cranes

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If I had nothing to do all day and if I knew the significance that it held,

I would have woven strings after strings of a thousand origami cranes for you.

Woven all the luck and all the health in the world and beyond,

Those colorful paper formations folded to perfection.

Haiku on Rains

Cottony clouds in sky
Greyish gloom is mood of the day
Will it ever rain?

Haiku on Writer’s Block

I picked up the pen
Ink flowed out of it with ease
But the words didn’t

Poetry I Love: Excerpt from Caged Bird by Maya Angelou

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams

his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream

his wings are clipped and his feet are tied

so he opens his throat to sing.

Read the full poetry here.

Haiku: The Sound Of Music

The familiar sound
Of folk drums that reverberate
Brings back memories

Haiku On Loneliness

Empty is the nest
Shallow is the heart and soul
Winter has seeped in

Haiku: Harry Potter Themed

Ummm….I don’t feel it is that good… 😦 Sorry! You too think so? Please be honest….

Best friendships in life
Often start on a wrong note
Such as Wingardium Leviosa!!

Haiku On School Days

Summing my school days:
Satchel, Studies, Sports and the Stage
Basking in glory

Haiku On Autumn

Pumpkin spice latte
50 shades of orange in air
Autumn has set in

Haiku On Silence

Those who speak the most
Sometimes they too do desire
Silence at its peak

Haiku: Before It Is Too Late

Time is running out
And you are sitting pretty
On a pile of files

Haiku : The Worst Pain

What is the worst pain?
For me, it has to be LEGO
Tiny bricks that shock!

Haiku: Ode To An Independent Woman

She wants no gold dust
Or anything money can buy
The world is her oyster

Haiku On Random Thoughts

A handful of sun and
Those nested Matryoshka dolls
The smell of the sea

Haiku Of The Day

The leaves sway in wind
The water gushes ahead
Sun plays peekaboo

Haiku On Old Books

pages of a book
faded, torn all yellowish
memories galore