! ~ first ~ sweet ~ pour ~ !

! ~ # $ % & Happy Man & % $ # ~ ! Thank you God for blessing me this day ~ !


first sweet date

little drops of rain

drenching us

warm love waves

lifting moods to divine world

a sweet love downpour

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Shadorma is a 6-line poem (sestet) of Spanish descent with no set rhyme scheme. The Shadorma is a syllabic poem with the following structure: 3/5/3/3/7/5.

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! ~ Beautiful Life ~ !

Words had resonance
throughout our life as Shadows
Beautiful Life

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Cut! Cut!

I went to my knees in the sand with the ring to propose my love to her. “Cut! Cut!”, the director shouted, “Aren’t we there yet”, I mumbled with a fake smile.

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Carnival

A love carnival
That is how I remember
The day I proposed

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Love

In ocean of life
Calmed she was, Progressed I, towards
the divine world ‘love’

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recuerda mi corazon - Haiku My Heart

Merry Christmas !

Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas !
I think  of  all   the gifts
That gives me immense pleasure
But   nothing can bring the magic  that
Your eyes bring to me when you look into mine
You are my
Christmas
Gift !
Your
love,
and
care.
Wish me say that you are my Christmas Gift!


this is a manifesto
for our true love
& life !
The Christmas tree with the lights and gifts
Reminds  me of the time under the  moon !
With the love from the deep of your heart
I cherish you the most and I love you so !
With you I celebrate every hour & minute !

Six Words Saturday: "Merry Christmas to one and all"

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Six Words Saturday

Romantic Evening

"What a romantic evening is this?" she said, “I don’t have words”, and my hug conveyed that, “Hey!” she said,

"It is

Life is a puzzle
Love is the answer sheet for
Perfect harmony

Neither have they lost
Nor do they win as life is
Mysterious game

Perfect couple for a perfect evening”,

I said

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Info:- 55-Fiction refers to fictional writings bounded to a maximum of 55 words.

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recuerda mi corazon - Haiku My Heart

Flash 55

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Heavy Love - Haiku My Heart

Instincts revealed that
Am in love with an angel
Swept me off the floor

Made of faith, the trust
Eternal love and freedom
Our true heavy love

Started from the day
We arrived on the planet
Until our last breath

The ‘heavy love' continues

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Divine - Haiku My Heart

On a gloomy day
As a stranger he came in
Stole my little heart

Pandered me, myself
Made me fall in love with him
Surprise gifts to add

No Inhibitions
Just advanced to taste the feast
Call them as divine

He shuffled..

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Three Word Wednesday - advance, pander, shuffle

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recuerda mi corazon - Haiku My Heart

I wished - Haiku My Heart

Mesmerizing eyes
Met them accidentally
Fell in love deeply

The Immense Love
Blew me immediately
Swept me off the floor

His gestures conveyed
It is not true love but lust
He no more needs me

Yet Cool breeze reminds
His silky touch and kisses
I treasure them most

Wave touches the shore
Echoing sweet glimps of life
Please come back to me

I wished...

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PS: This is my first attempt in presenting a poem made of Haiku's... I hope it came out well...

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Celebrations

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“இனிய தீபாவளி நல்வாழ்த்துக்கள்”, Isha, my better half, woke me up wishing in our mother tongue. I smiled, hugged her and conveyed my wonderful wishes by tasting the sweetest sweet of hers. It lasted long for two lovely minutes after that, I sipped my coffee admiring her way of wearing saree. “You know what, you look damn cute in this peacock blue saree,” I said, she blushed a lot, “Hmm… is it…? dear, today we have to take oil bath so wait for a moment I will help you,” she said and helped in oiling myself. I took a fresh bath, dressed up in my ethnic wear and came out with her to have our breakfast.

“Happy Diwali”, my in-laws conveyed their wishes and blessed us for long and happy life, in turn we. Isha, my in-laws and I went to pooja room to pray to God for a happy life. Followed by that we had our breakfast, “Aunty, the food is too delicious, you cook so well,” I exclaimed, “Of course my mom cooks so well,” she said, “I don’t think so,” my father-in-law said, “dirty fellow”, my mother-in-law urged and it almost took half an hour for us to complete our delicious breakfast.

I was very much excited as I am enjoying a different celebration for the first time in my life and so she, as we went out to burst crackers for the first time as a newly wedded couple. Isha and I gave some filmy posts as my in-law started recording the video of five thousand wala. It was totally fun as she screamed like a kid and hid herself behind me. “Hey it is done, come let us burst the second.” I said, “Oh no way, please”, “No… No… We have to burst it”, I somehow convinced her and lighted the second five thousand wala. It was fun to see the Isha jumping up and down on the road with small kids to escape from the crackers. “Wow! Wow! Wow! This is the golden era of all human beings” I said, “Of course it is,” she said, “Yes, I am having a good time after a long time” I said and smiled.

After an hour of bursting the crackers, we went inside to watch the Television shows and heavy lunch followed by it. My in-laws went to sleep after the heavy lunch and we too. “Ish, I was very much excited in the morning about the celebrations but now I feel that I am doing the same thing every year, oil bath, breakfast, bursting crackers, lunch, TV shows, crackers and then to sleep,” I said, “What is the change you want?,” she sounded little depressed. “Hey dear, of course this is the year I enjoyed the most in my lifetime and the reason behind that was you but,” I said. “But,” “I still feel we could have enjoyed it in different way,” I said. Tears came rolling down from her eyes, “Hey, try to understand me, I enjoyed this day only because of you,” “What else do you need me to do?” she cried out, “Why don’t we go to some orphanage to enjoy our First Diwali?” I said, “Wow! This is a wonderful idea…” she exclaimed in happiness and took me nearby Orphanage, “Little Angel”.

“Welcome to Little Angel!” the receptionist greeted us warmly and took us inside the orphanage. There we were introduced to Sharada Madam, the secretary of the Orphanage. “Madam, this is Siddesh and Isha, we got married just a month ago and we wished to celebrate our First Diwali with these little angels, shall we?” I said. “It is nice to see a young couple visiting an orphanage for celebrating their First Diwali, you are always welcome,” Sharada Madam said and introduced the Kids to us. There were around forty flowers sat in a circle and wished us ‘Happy Married Life’ with full josh. We distributed sweets to all the cute flowers, spoke with them about their life and aim, lighted the crackers and enjoyed the most. Although they were forty, Akhil, Anwar, Nithya & Sheela are the most familiar names I heard while bursting the crackers. “Brother, thank you so much for celebrating Diwali with us,” Anwar said, “Wish you a happy married life. I have a request sister,” Nithya said, “Hey cutie what is your request,” Isha said, “Will you celebrate your new year with us,” Nithya said. “It is our pleasure to celebrate with you people”, we said in tears, once again hugged, kissed all the forty flowers, donated them and left the Orphanage with a big smile.

“I love you so much idiot,” she said, “Me too, hope I made your day happy,”… She blushed, I smiled, hugged her and said, “What a Diwali we had? I can’t forget this day and I am sure I will pen down this,” “Yes, of course you have to,” she said. As soon as we reached home, we lighted the diya’s, sat in peace to cherish the sweetest celebrations that we had today.

“Do you remember what we promised when we married?” She sounded little husky, “How can I forgot that secret?” smiled, “What a romantic environment is this?” I said, “Keep it as a secret forever my sweet and romantic hero. I still love you first Haiku dear,” she sounded huskier,

“Fuelled by your voice
Imprisoned in your cute eyes
I kissed you with bliss”

... I romanced a little

“I have to say that you are truly a romantic person I fell in love with… You are my romantic hero, moreover, this lighting is too romantic” she said blushing, “Of course what a romantic place is this, the lighting, sitting with someone special in your life near those diya’s and that too by this time of the night is super romantic. Keep your hand on mine”, I insisted, she too followed the same as we cherished the sweetest celebrations that we had in our lifetime, First Diwali, “தலை தீபாவளி”

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Info:-  Flash Fiction refers to fictional writings bounded to a maximum of 1000 words.

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Waited Love

The Long waited love kills me from the start
Moistened the eyes much worse than the red sea
Effects of blues to the highest degree
Solemn silence wounded my little heart
Waves broke the silence of my waited heart
And the pain of the waited love in me
Ray of hope came shimmering towards me
As the waves reflected her as fine art


I went on my knee to rhyme my love
For the sweet love, I love to give my soul
To my twin soul as a token of love
I took her hand to propose without stroll
And wished to accept my love with a kiss
Gives me immense pleasure with thy bliss

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The Sonnet, I am penning down this form of poetry for the first time. I hope it rhymes as per the form and sounds romantically. I thank Amity and Liliana Negoi for the inspiration that made me to pen down this Sonnet.



The Sonnet Form:

The eight-line stanza, called an octave, uses two rhyme words. The first line rhymes with the fourth, fifth, and eighth lines; the second with the third, sixth, and seventh. (abba abba)

In the six-line finale (the sestet), can be of any one of this forms. Either abcabc, ababab or, if you want to summarize in last two lines, ababcc.

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Waiting

“Please don’t disturb”, she yelled for the hundredth time. However, the love in me made me wait with the rose hoping that she would love me one day. Will she?

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Rhyme of a twin soul

The blue moon and the icy breeze
Treasure the sheen of love in her eyes
Kissed my twin soul with thy blaze

Never ending water, a place to amaze
A feast for the cynosure eyes
The blue moon and the icy breeze

Pleasant mood for the twin soul craze
A hint of lust in her eyes
Kissed my twin soul with thy blaze

Stars reflects on the glaze
The happy hearts twinkle in our eyes
The blue moon and the icy breeze

An unforgettable day marked on this date
The twin souls express it in eyes
Kissed my twin soul with thy blaze

I love my love with the love I rhyme
Feeding the hunger of the haunting eyes
The blue moon and the icy breeze
Kissed my twin soul with thy blaze

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A villanelle, I am penning down this form of poetry for the first time. I hope it rhymes as per the form and sounds romantically. I thank Amity for the inspiration that made me to pen down this Villanelle.

The form looks like this

Refrain 1 (A1)
Line 2 (b)
Refrain 2 (A2)
Line 4 (a)
Line 5 (b)
Refrain 1 (A1)
Line 7 (a)
Line 8 (b)
Refrain 2 (A2)
Line 10 (a)
Line 11 (b)
Refrain 1 (A1)
Line 13 (a)
Line 14 (b)
Refrain 2 (A2)
Line 16 (a)
Line 17 (b)
Refrain 1 (A1)
Refrain 2 (A2)

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Heaven

He: How cute eyes you have. I must say heaven must be very small because I can see it in your eyes.


She: I feel that heaven for a girl is a guy heart. Love you.

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