Taking rest

tired sun –  slipping into west,

tired day –  resting on night’s lap,

tired waves – taking rest on the bay,

tired clouds – having nothing to say,

tired souls – lying on the beach,

horizon seeking colourful strokes,

on the place where sky n sea meet…

rocks stand still like – promises we made..

taking rest from busybee lives…

2017@Sri Sudha K

To the land of love


Like the lovebirds,

let’s fly to the land of love…

where –

there’s no one to disturb,

only you and only me,

celebrating each moment of life,

let’s fly to the land of love….

where –

the air is full of lavender scents,

everything is beautiful n pure,

celebrating each moment of life,

let’s fly to the land of love….

to build our nest there,

to lead a life of leisure,

celebrating each moment of life,

let’s fly to the land of love…

2017©Sri Sudha K

Who did it??

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pc@ scvincent.com

Who put those colors in??
in the strands of a rainbow band…
voilet from lavenders, indigo from skies,
Who put those colors in??
blue from seas, green from leaves,
yellow n orange from sun, red from roses,
Who put those colors in??
in the strands of a rainbow band…

Who put those colors in??
in the strands of a rainbow band…
like the blushing bride’s cheeks,
Who put those colors in??
the blooming tulip fields,
or the dancing daffodils,
Who put those colors in??
in the strands of a rainbow band…

2016©Sri Sudha K

Final place to rest

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The strong rocky walls,
With a big iron gate,
Guard the place for the dead…

People take the dead,
Place them beneath the walls,
behind this big iron gate;

They say its heaven’s gate,
A place of rest for the dead,
Guarded by high walls….

Burial ground, with high walls n iron gate is final place to rest for the dead!!
———————————————–The Tritina…
~ It’s a ten line poem arranged in three stanzas of three lines, and ends with a single line.
~ The key words are the end of line words that become refrain and repeat.
~ Choose three words you’d associate with the image, words that will fall at the end of your lines.
~ Number them 1,2,3.
~ Your first stanza has three lines, with end of line words in the order 1,2,3.
~ Second stanza, the end of line words are in the order 3,1,2
~ Third stanza 2,3,1.
~ Last line uses all three words in order 1,2,3. ~ The lines don’t have to be any particular length but it’s usual for them to be all of the same length.

Castle on the hill

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Up – On the green hill,
Stands the king’s castle,
With tall rocky walls.

What was behind walls??
A Secret door – down hill…
As none could enter the castle;

Secrets of the king’s castle
Are now open with broken walls,
But still stand up on the hill…..

On the green hill, stands the king’s castle with broken walls….

———————————————–The Tritina…
~ It’s a ten line poem arranged in three stanzas of three lines, and ends with a single line.
~ The key words are the end of line words that become refrain and repeat.
~ Choose three words you’d associate with the image, words that will fall at the end of your lines.
~ Number them 1,2,3.
~ Your first stanza has three lines, with end of line words in the order 1,2,3.
~ Second stanza, the end of line words are in the order 3,1,2
~ Third stanza 2,3,1.
~ Last line uses all three words in order 1,2,3. ~ The lines don’t have to be any particular length but it’s usual for them to be all of the same length.

Ramagundam

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      During the vanavaasa(stay in the forest), Lord Rama, Mother Sita and Lakshman were passing through this place. It was hot and mother Sita became thirsty. She asked Lakshman if he had some water in the pot he had. Lakshman replied with a “NO”.
    
     Then Lord Rama dug out the hill, with his hands, at seven places, one a lil above the other. Water came up in the top most rock pot and flowed downwards. Mother Sita drank the water and fulfilled her thirst. The water was so clear, pure and sweet.

    This isn’t any fiction, But the history beyond the rockpots(gundams) on the hillock at Ramagundam, my home town.The water in them does never dry up nor overflow. If drawn, same amount of water fills back….

    Thanks Sue, for this prompt…made me write about my hometown.
    
     

Post it

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On the hillock a source so pure,
An image to lure,
Each of our heart…
Beat heat apart…

Soothing up the trekkers aching
Bring a feel-  relaxing
Water in the rock
Up ON hillock

So pure,clear n sweet to taste,
Nothing in haste,
Just enjoy it..
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A Minute poem has
~ 12 lines
~ 3 paras of 4lines each
~ 60syllables in total
~ 8-4-4-4 is the syllable count per line
~ Aabb Ccdd Eeff is the rhyme scheme