A – Z poetry : “T”

One alphabet as a muse at a time. Here is “T”

TUSCANY

Tonight is the night of a knight

Triumphantly who fought as a brave?

Together with a small flock of soldiers

Through the dark nights and scorching days…

Testament in the pages of history

Told about a mighty ruler as a tyrant

Treated who his subjects with cruelty and dominance

Taming few under the influence of his riches.

True dynamism people chose

The young knight as their leader to save

Taking a small army

Thoughtfully planning a strategy

Tact’s of war helped him win

Thirsty warriors breathed in peace

Tuscany spread its fragrance in air,

Twilight showed them a new destiny!

Guest post by Soumya. Must see her wonderful work..!!

A – Z poetry : “S”

One alphabet as a muse at a time. Here is “S”

An open invitation for poets to attempt to write with Y and Z as muses.
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Stop trading likes
Respect
Return the like
Not from the reader section
Be a gentleman
Spare women this rule
Errands and salon take away quite sometime

Go to the fellow blogger’s page and like
Now that you’re on the page and you’ve
liked
Read
Grow wise

Written by Arjun Bagga. You can see his blog here. A man with a unique form and craft of writing poetry. A talented photographer. Must check out his blog!!

A – Z poetry : “R”

One alphabet as a muse at a time. Here is “R”

An open invitation for poets to attempt to write with Y and Z as muses.
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Reminiscing the days,

Remembering the one that got away.

Reason says, “It’s okay”,

Regretting is such a waste.

 

Remove yourself from yesterday,

Recognize your mistakes.

Recall it wont hurt you anyway,

Remind yourself of today.

 

Reality sinks in,

Rays of truth are blinding.

Radiates like the bright sun,

Revoking all evil.

 

Rebuild your life,

Restore your faith.

Reflect how you changed,

Rest assured that, you’re okay.

This is a guest post by Diana…you can see her blog here. Financial Advisor by day, an Artist by night, an Entrepreneur by heart, and a lover of Life – this beautiful, young and talented lady will you you off your feet with her words.

A – Z poetry : “Q”

One alphabet as a muse at a time. Here is “Q”

An open invitation for poets to attempt to write with Y and Z as muses.
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Quest for Queendom

Quench your Qualms

and Quibble not;

Quit to Quaver

and ignore the Quandary.

Start your Query

and Quest for truth …

then life will follow to the Quick

Do not be Quaint

nor be Quadruped;

Question deeply

and ponder your Quotes.

Find that Quality

in Queerest Quarters…

then you will get that Quid pro Quo

Embrace the Quirky

and do not Quip;

search for Quiet

and use your Quickness.

Quiz all Quantity

and Quite each thing…

then Queendom surely is to come…

This is a guest post by Eva. You can see her website here. A journalist, writer and communication specialist – she will entice you with her brilliant writing!!

A – Z poetry : “P” (another entry)

Phenomenal Paralympics

Paragons of courage,

Phenomenal was the stage,

Paralympics was the occasion,

Proud was every nation.

Pain had no place,

Pleasure on each face,

Participants with such high spirits,

Pleased audiences with full credits.

Performances like heroes,

Perception of the world was transformed,

Practicing sport like never before,

Praiseful waves stormed.

Paralympics instilled in every human being,

Prevailed only one feeling,

Pointless is the disability,

Precious is their ability to create

Provided with even such fate.

Pistorius is one such person,

Privileged I am to mention,

Persuaded his desire to be the best,

Placed was he above the rest.

Provided such immense inspiration,

Paradigm of champions at heart,

Priceless is their endless contribution.

This is a guest post by Khimya Khetarpal. See her blog here. A promising new blogger around WP, who wants to make this world a better place.

A – Z poetry : “P”

One alphabet as a muse at a time. Here is “P”

An open invitation for poets to attempt to write with T, X, Y and Z as muses.
Leave a comment in case you’re interested, I’ll contact you – don’t post the poem in the comments

Pigeons which sing

Peacocks which dance

Petals of love

Perfumes by chance

Purple dreams of

Pleasant tomorrow

Prosperous moments

Parting with sorrow

Purity of e​motions

Patience of mind

Peace of heart

Prosperity hard to find

Poems of joy

Portraits of strife

Pictures of bliss

Painting of life

Pearls of memories

Pleasures of rain

Peers and friends with

Promises of meeting again

Painful memoirs of

Poignant distress

Peppered on which lies

Priceless success

 This is post by Arindam Saha…his blog can be found here. His random thoughts and musing are very vividly expressed by his poetry… must read!!

Seasons of Awards :)

Inspiring Blog Award and a Versatile Blogger Award from Shilpi

Very Inspiring Blog Award from Rachna

Its always nice to get awarded for something, and even better when you don’t expect it at all. My heartfelt thanks to Shilpi and Rachna.

~ Thoughts on Versatile Blogger Award ~

The sheer sub-title of my blog – “versatility is not an over-rated virtue” explains my stand on this.

Everyone is special, unique and versatile. Everyone can multitask. It is just a matter of recognizing your self.

~ Thoughts on Inspiring Blog Award ~

There are two sides to the same coin, hence someone who inspires others is in turn inspired by someone else.

For many days now, I have been thinking, who inspires me? After a lot of thought I realized a lot of people and a lot of things inspire me.

So is it good or bad?
Am I easily inspired/manipulated or should I think I am surrounded by inspiring things by default.

Maybe it is a state of mind.

Many resolve to Gods and prayers when they’re low. I just look at people and things around me and it elevates my faith.

Even the feeling that I am inspiring inspires me!

A – Z poetry : “O”

One alphabet as a muse at a time. Here is “O”

An open invitation for poets to attempt to write with T, X, Y and Z as muses.
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Only say what you feel

The Alzheimer’s way

One day at a time

Our motto we say

Oceans of thoughts

Flood your brain tangles

Old and new memories

In front of you dangle

Oxygen needed

When gasping for words

Other modes helpful

Don’t be …absurd!

This is a guest post by Sheila Grimes, see her blog here. Her blog Alzheimer’s Trail has heart touching poetry and bring you closer to the loving person Sheila is.

Do check her blog!!

Galileo – The Goon (by my teenage brother)

As a dedication to my brother who turns 15 today, taking a break from A-Z, to publish a poem written by him recently..

Decades and decades ago,

In a country far, far away.

There lived a boy named Galileo,

Dead whose future lay.

Arithmetic, literature flew over his head,

Teaching sports was in vain.

He couldn’t differentiate art from scribbles,

What good was his brain?

Standing on a lonely bridge,

One day, he did discover-

That two stones reached the bottom at the same time,

Their mass may be whatever.

Galileo was puzzled,

His curiosity was aroused.

The incidence ignited a fire,

Too bright to be doused.

His answers opened the gates,

To a world that was new.

Once a bumbling boy,

Now rose to the ranks of the distinguished few.

After all, Galileo was talented,

He had a curious mind and a burning passion.

He questioned the world he saw,

Rather than accepting the old-fashioned.

So my fellow fools, I urge you all,

To question everything prevailing.

Follow the wise principle-

‘Stay foolish, Stay craving’

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By Mr. Chirag Vashist

My dear brother who insisted I append a “Mr” before of his name

A – Z poetry : “N”

One alphabet as a muse at a time. Here is “N”

An open invitation for poets to attempt to write with T, X, Y and Z as muses.
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NEW

New light of Life

New kiss of wife

Feels like New soul of mine

New breeze of air

New love of care

Feels like New prayer of mine

New sound of river

New charm of her

Feels like New luck of mine

New touch of flower

New windfall power

Feels like New destiny of mine

This is a guest post by Viral Buddh. By works in an MNC and deals in Finance.  This is the first time he has written a poem and he dedicates it to his wife. You can connect with him at https://www.facebook.com/viral.buddh