Zenki.......

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Brownie she was, but named her Zenki

Chasing her tail, she was pretty funny

Yelping and barking at every passing sound

Bringing much laughter to kids around

Pampered and cared, she loved to play

 Catching the ball with kids on a sunny day

Craving for attention on days that rained

Till the kids gave it endlessly she whined

Giving mirth to kids back from class

She loved to roll joyously on the grass

Dreaming of fun with meaty bone

And of the cookies often thrown

She was much loved by every kid

And treated like a baby splendid

Giving her bath that made her happy

And she in turn licked with tongue very slimy

Then on one fateful day, she ran into the woods

We don’t know in what varying moods

Till we found her lying in the rice plain

Almost breathless and blue, frothing with pain

 The culprit we knew was a venomous viper

As we saw it hurriedly into the bushes slither

Alas as the venom spread she breathed her last

With her soulful gaze on my kids held steadfast

She sadly left us all, after 10 years of playing with my kids. Whenever we see one like her on the streets, it reminds us of the loving and playful Zenki. My kids christened her  Zenki, a cartoon character very familiar to them, if I were not mistaken.

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Written for:

Poetry Picnic Week 9 : Longing, Loss, Loosing and Failure

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Language of the Heart!

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If the word spoken

Comes straight from the heart

Is it love fluently spoken?

If the feeling displayed

Is shown with respect

Is it love fluently spoken?

If he looks in your eyes

And you melt in his gaze

Is it love fluently spoken?

If a smile makes your heart

Skip a bit, goes pitter, patter 

Is it love fluently spoken?

We don't need to say a word or two

As action speaks louder than words

Is it love fluently spoken?

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Written for One Single Impression

Prompt: LANGUAGE

Also written for:
Poetry Picnic 7: Love and Loss

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Quagmire

Posing as a decent and lovable guy

Luring her to believe in his decency

Revealing nothing but his honesty
He was truly a wicked personality

As evil as a hated devil could be.

He pushed her deep into a quagmire
Of ignominy and sheer hopelessness
In scuttling her escape he was ruthless

Ensuring her total dependence on him
And exploited to meet his every whim

Deeper, deeper driven into desperation

She steeled her mind into strong determination

To escape from his clutches her only aspiration

She resisted all his acts of abomination

With force only to face his cruel indignation

Little by little, she garnered the needed support
From a kind soul with whom she held rapport
Thanks to him, a brave new person she had become
Fearless, valiant and ready to face the outcome
When the promised help would soon come

For the wickedness he had employed
For debasing her with all his might
For the ruthless times he dealt with her
For the tacit moments of sheer shame

He would be made to own full blame

When rescue finally came from forces of law

The evil man could not escape from their steely claw

The menace needed a woman as tough as her

Who was not broken in spirit or shaken by fear

Till the culprit paid a price that was too dear

Thanks to her and her relentless stand

Many were saved from further disgrace

And the man despised by all for his depravity

Was taken to jail for being held in long captivity
And the quagmire was no more a cesspool.

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Written for One Single Impression

Prompt: Quagmire

Subtle Deception

Deception comes in all manner

Clothed like a gentle sheep

The real wolf speaking as angel

The evil intent cleverly hidden deep

 

For deception readily to happen

There’s a greedy and lying lumpen

And a gullible and credulous person

Learning the hard way a bitter lesson

 

Deception is nothing but cheating

Promising a moon for a measly nothing

The end may justify his crooked means

The cheater in public eye surely demeans

 

Oh I wish I can his signs trace

His true colours showing on surface

For people to put him in proper place

By ripping such predator's heartless face.

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It is better to suffer deception alone, than to involve a hundred or more.

Breathless Charm!

Yonder I see a stretch of tulips dancing

in the sun, with colors galore and shining
my eyes could only passionately feast
on the charm of this sumptuous treat
of robust and fluttering flowers!

  

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Written for:

Three Word Wednesday

Prompts: charm, feast, robust

A Heavenly Fantasy

I dreamed I was floating

On a wondrous space wafting

I saw a place enchanting  
A garden with flowers so adoring

I drifted close by touching

Their delicate, colorful petals worth admiring

while still wet with the dews of the morning

I flapped my wings as I fly

And saw multi-colored butterflies

Sitting on  buds of flowers that lie

Trying to suck all the nectar like spies

And like hungry li'l babies that cry
Only the flowers' nectar could pacify

I tilted my head a little

Lo, I saw a handsome knight from a castle

Clad in shining armor with some sinewy muscle

He beckoned me with  a motion to nestle

And to clasp his manly hands tired from a battle

I did with strange emotions and was shy a little

I felt a thrill for his being so gentle

As we flew into a space ornamental 
With feelings alien and sentimental

Like angels we happily floated

Hand in hand we innocently gloated

Over  glances that were stolen

and that were done too often

Yes, with sweet and mesmerizing smile

Our warm arms entwined in a while

I tried to utter a word to confer

Wishing to ask where we were

But he tenderly silenced me with a glee

Touching my quivering lips with fingers free

His gentle act sent me thrills and shiver

I knew, heaven it is, must be the answer...

Written for One Single Impression (Prompt: Floating)
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