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Yellow Roses Don’t give me red roses, They frighten me. I don’t want declarations of undying love And deep passion. So please don’t give me red roses. Their darkness scares…
Read more about NaPoWriMo – Day 14 Yellow RosesDrunken Nostalgia Chilled beer Warm summer afternoons Abba playing in the background. Voulez vous ? Oh yes I would! I would so go back to those days, Of LP records,…
Read more about NaPoWriMo – day 13 Drunken NostalgiaIt’s time for the phoenix to die It’s time for the phoenix to die, And rise from the ashes of the past; Where the tears mix with flames; Flames to…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day 12 -It’s time for the Phoenix to dieA few more minutes please! I open my eyes, Half awake, half asleep. I look at the clock And sigh with relief! It will be another 10 minutes Before the…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day 11 – A few more minutes pleaseSparkles on the tree They see her as the sparkling fairy On the top of the Christmas tree. They see the laughter and cheer And want it all. They…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day 10 – Sparkles on the treeI dreamt of you last night. I dreamt of you last night. I woke up this morning, And you weren’t there. You won’t be coming back ever. I was sad…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day 9 – I dreamt of you last nightThe imp in my purse There is an imp in my purse , I’m sure he is the one, Who gobbles all my money, Just to have some fun. I…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day 8 – The imp in my purseMamma at the dentist! She said her tooth was hurting, She couldn’t enjoy her cup of chai anymore. And so after a lot of nagging To the dentist she…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day 7- Mamma at the dentistYesterday, at Poetry Tuesday, we had Ramya Pandyan aka Idea Smith as our featured performer of the evening. Though I’ve known Ramya for some time now and have been religiously…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day 6 – Idea SmithTattered I should have listened to my head. There was a reason it made all those rules. Why it had created the cage I have no one else to blame.…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day 5 – TatteredMuffin and the war of words She watches me quietly, Her head cocked to one side. She is just waiting for me, To take out my netbook and write. And…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day 4 – Muffin and the war of wordsEvery teacher has one of these. That rebel of a student who she always scolds but who always brings a smile to her heart. My student He exasperates me, Makes…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day3 – My student
