SEA BREEZE

Softly it swirls
Each blow and twirls
And gives a thrill!

Bleaching heat of the sun
Reassures to quench one
Everybody joins the fun
Easy on everyone
Zooming air up and and down
Enjoyed by my loved ones.

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Quench this Wanderlust

Quench this wanderlust of heart

It has suffered silently

Forlorn, morose is its ally

Wanting outburst

The wound so deep

Imprisoned by its vulnerability

Tears well like river

Swallowed into the quagmire of hopelessness

Let the passion that binds it

Ferocious as fire

Be benignly divorced from it.

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A Gift from Shraddha...this New Template...:)

I am speechless...I dunno what to say...I am just so thankful, with this new template I have now, compliments of Shraddha of The Self-Love Project, a wonderful gift from her ...and it's the same feelings I felt when Preetilata Sarkar made a new template for me, four months ago...the blue one...:)

Jim commented on my Wanderlust Post if Shraddha and I am on a template-making business, that I could only smile...of course not, Jim! Shraddha I guess, fell in love with me, ..*wink, wink*, and so this is her labor of love...:)

Shraddha, my dear, what can I say? How can I repay you? I just wish to be a nanny of your twins so we can be ever closer then...:P....I will forever be indebted to you...:)

I LOVE YOU SHRADS.....:)

From the bottom of my heart...my heartfelt thanks for this new template...:)

Love,

Wanderlust

In times of despair

There is a God

Who would console us

In times of disappointments

There is a God

Who would encourage us

In times of heartaches

There is a God

Who would cheer us up

In times of trials

There is a God

Who would strengthen us

In times of sorrows

There is a God

Who would fortify us

In times of sickness

There is a God

Who would heal us

In times of distress

There is a God

Who would comfort us

In times of poverty

There is God

Who would provide us.

In times of hopelessness

There is a God

Who would show us the way

Lord, my God, to you I offer and commit my all, my everything. Enlighten the wanderlust in my heart and soul. Grant me peace and serenity of heart. For I firmly believe that all the things that's happening in my life are working together for my own good.

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DIRECTORY

Dialing would be easy
Instant access is breezy
Reaching contacts
Entails less task
Calling city services
Takes as easy as the rest
Over here over there
Right here right there
Year in year out!

P.S. I suddenly thought of writing this when beside my pillow rests a telephone directory where I placed my lapi while working in bed. But just too bad, I used the light of my cp just to be able to pen down these thoughts because of power outage. Can you imagine?

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HOLLY

Having numerous uses
On men, animals, birds
Looks colorful and
Lovely as decorations during
Yuletide season in homes.

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POLE DANCER

Provocative and gyrating acts
Obscene and expressive movements
Lithe body longing to
Entice her male audience

Dressed in skimpy attires
Always expecting crowd's cheers
Naughty is her response
Cajoling them to
Excite and touch her
Raising thunderous applause.

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WHITE TURNED-BLUE CHRISTMAS

Christmas carols are played everywhere. Beulah felt so excited. Tomorrow she would be flying to the United States to meet her fiancé’. This is unexpected. It was a long distance love affair but thanks to the presence of internet, their love blossomed through constant communications.

How Armand felt that day? He’s on Cloud 9. At last, he found the true love of his life, his soul mate in the person of Beulah. She’s a sweet young lady, very caring and with a simple beauty. Intelligent and with humor, too!

Reckoning the time, in a couple of hours, they will be seeing each other personally. Both wondered how they would react, how they would accept the presence of each other.

In their prayers, both hoped that there would be no hindrance anymore to their love affair. Beulah can’t live without Armand and so Armand does. Since the time they’ve met, their day won’t be complete without placing a call to each other and would be sleepless if they can’t talk and bid goodnight first to each other.

Sounds corny you may say. Tick, tack, tick! Armand hurriedly went to the garage, ignited the engine of his car. He can’t afford to be late and let Beulah be waiting there for him for a long time.

The plane touched down at exactly 10 pm. That would be exactly two hours before Christmas Eve. This would be the best Christmas both will have in their entire life. In the almost endless conversations over the phone, they talked about spending their first Christmas together to be in each other’s arms. After a sumptuous meal over a candle lit dinner, they would be holding hands watching fire crackers invade the air. They would be kissing each other once the clock strikes twelve and Armand will be bringing out the engagement ring he bought the past week.

Marriage proposals have been expressed and Beulah was more than willing to tie the knot with Armand. For her, he is the man of his dreams, the man who could complete him.

Along the highway, snowflakes begin to fall.  Armand could only drive carefully; afraid any mishap might come his way. Beulah checked out of the immigration. Her heart started pounding so wildly. She tried to compose herself. Armand arrived in time, and started scouring for that lovely face of Beulah among the crowd of arriving passengers. Both easily recognized each other and they both felt feverish and blushing at the sight of each other. Feeling missive and homesick, they both ran to meet each other in a tight embrace, oblivious of the people around them.

Speechless at first but their eyes seem to speak a thousand longings. Armand took Beulah’s hand and boarded the car. Outside the airport, snow has thickened, and it seemed impossible for them to travel but they proceeded. A couple of kilometers away from Armand’s house, snow continued to envelop the surroundings including the car. Then a halt. It can no longer move an inch. They were trapped inside the car. Spent Christmas Eve together inside the car and till eternity.

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CHRISTMAS

Comes this time of year
Happiness joys it bring
Rich and poor young and old
In all parts of the world
Singing Christmas carols
Taking and giving gifts
Message of the bright star
A Messiah was born to
Save sinners you and me!

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I LOVE YOU

I know this

Languid heart
Of mine is
Vain of
Expressing how

You complete me coz'
Only you could
Understand me.

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Junctions in Life

As we journey through life

We go through many junctions

Some are good, some are bad

Some challenging, some encouraging

Others disappointing and still others frightening

I wish a journey where the junction

That I will pass through

Would do me good instead of bad

Would challenge me and encourage me

Instead of disappoint and frighten me

May every journey gives us a junction

Where we learn to be good

Where we learn to share

Where we learn to love

And where we learn to realize

That life is not a bed of roses

Instead, these junctions

Will make us a better person.

P.S. These were instant thoughts while I was busy cooking at Cafe World and at the same time harvesting at Farmville. Mark Zukerberg, what have you done with facebookers? I am in a junction where it's givin' me an addiction to the detriment of so many important things in my life! Wish my addiction will wane in due time. For my own good....:)

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CHARITY

Compassion to the

Homeless and poor

A willing heart
Radiating kindness
In every opportunity to extend
Tremendous help
You're willing to give!

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BACK SEAT DRIVER

Behaving like all-knowing
And attempting to be better
Coaxing his unsolicited advice
Keeping the driver confused.

Shoving his fellow passengers
Exalting himself as the best
Attempting his acts could help
Telling everyone as helpless.

Don't you feel irritated?
Regretting, giving him a lift?
In this foolish creature
Villainous and so disgusting
Ever will I pick him
Ridiculous, I would be!

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AFRICA

A continent of extremes
Fraught with hunger though
Rich in natural resources
Inimitable is its peoples' sufferings
Causing my heart
And soul to cry.

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What A Beautiful Morning....

I woke up today

Said a prayer

Thanked God for this beautiful morning!

On my way to the office

I saw smiling faces

Maybe they're thankful, too

For the great weather today.

As I sat on my table

Inside my office

I looked out the window

And saw the swaying of leaves.

I let my eyes roam

And saw giant trees around me

I heard the birds chriping

And hopping from branch to branch.

What a wonderful world

God has given us

The chirping birds are music to my ears

The green foliage refreshes my tired eyes.

Thank you Lord

for this great morning

Thank you Lord

for this new day of my life.

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Spider Webs

God's unique creatures

One could only wonder am sure

Researchers made a quest

How intricate they make their nests.

They fire stringy silk

From the center spigot on their backs

And start shooting out the glue

From two side spigots, too!

They coat the dry silk of their webs

With a moist glue to detain flies

Which will later on become

Their food eaten like a gum.

You wonder how they don't get moist

On their own stuffy foulard joist

They just simply tiptoe around the glue

Which they deposit spheroidal globs.

Once done working on their web

They stay at the center of their net

And start waiting for their prey to be trapped

In their glue-coated spiral wrap.

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SHOT IN THE DARK

Scheming to kill
Hoping it's bull's eye
On a nervous breath
Trigger's his gun

Indocile he maybe
Natty is his act

Took another attempt
He succeeded this time
Easily he did

Down went his opponent
Aspiring to fight back
Reckoning his move though
Knowing he'll lose.

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OUTHOUSE

Offensive is its smell
Usually found at the backyard
Taken as a refuge
Hoping to give ease
On impoverished users
Uncomfortable it may be
Sluttish and unmaintained
Exceptional how it looks.

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BAG LADY

Bewildered
And
Gaunt-looking

Loitering streets
Amidst inclement weather
Despondent and
Yearning for kindness.

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WRESTLING

Wretched opponent with
Recondite tactics
Exuding precision
Saturating strength
To gain an edge
Little did spectators know
Ignorant of the truth
Not all actions real
Gosh! it's scripted!

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ICE SKATING

In a pirouette
Comes her
Elegant movement

Swaying and
Kicking in
A fast and slow rhythm
Taking one
In awe with such
Nimble execution in
Genteel attire.

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It Does Hurt

Eyes closed
But sleep is elusive
The mind keeps drifting
Back and forth
To sad thoughts
Hurt feelings
Ruined emotions
Disappointed expectations
And lost dreams.

Why does love hurts?
Does it really have to be this way?
It comes and you thought
It's the best
But it isn't
It comes, but only to hurt you
To realize later that
You were just a fool
And sooner or later
You will fall out of love
Against your will?

Because of narcissistic behavior...
Because of egocentric personality....
Because of selfish motives....
Because of failed expectations....

This is a nightmare
I'd rather wake up now
Because I am not a doormat!!!

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Lighthouse

Perched on a mountain

to help and guide seafarers

and fishermen, too!

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The Feeling Is Overwhelming!!!!

And again, this humble Amity grabbed two badges again for the month of November 2009 from Amias' Acrostic Only. Tararannnn...here they are: Click on the badge to read the acrostic!

I equally share this award with Amias, Leo, Maddu, Meow, Shraddha and Yamini.

And this second award, mine only!!!! Happy to have these badges Amias!
The feeling is overwhelming!