Wordsmith's Word blytz

2012

2012-01-07T09:36:00.000-08:00

A time of the year when we have fun,
On a platform we sometimes run!
When resolutions are made by us each
Sometimes lazing on a beach...
When our partying never stops,
Sometimes trekking up a hill top!
Here's to fun times in our life ahead!
Stopping only when we're dead!
Those of you I've only met,
No worries we'll have fun just yet!
Those of you I've known a while,
Here's a wink and knowing smile!

Wishing you a wonderful year ahead!

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Froggy

2012-01-07T09:14:00.000-08:00

Sometimes people think,
I copy a rabbit;
But what do they know!?
I'm a creature of habit!
I especially love to hop
and pop a croak!
I'd eat better
but I'm always broke!
The tickles then that
abound my tummy,
are consolation, all the flies
I find so yummy!
My folks they live,
very close to a swamp,
I however find solace
near a pond that is damp!
Nothing like its dingy smell
its still waters are quite swell!
Catching flies and sitting on a log
Oh I love my life of a frog!

I'm never there...

2010-07-31T12:09:00.000-07:00

I'm never there,
when you're going to the mall.

I'm never there,
when you're playing ball.

I'm never there,
when you go for a drive.

I'm never there,
at any concert that's live.

I'm never there,
when you eat out.

I'm never there,
to cheer you on or shout.

I'm never there ,
when you go for a trek.

Heck!
I've not yet seen Shrek!

I'm never there,
when you're speeding on a kart.

I'm never there,
if you're playing lawn darts!

I'm never there,
when you attempted fencing!

I'm never there
when you go out dancing!

It's been a while
since we hung out,

I wonder if we're still friends
although I have my doubts...

PS.
This post is open to the reader's interpretation.
However the above has been penned
to shed light on the issues with accessibility
for the physically challenged;
as a result of which more often than not,
they end up feeling ostracized,
which is a sad fallout.

Do what you can, spread awareness;
help make a difference.

Happy Friendship Day!

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My Friend Tavish

2010-07-30T03:09:00.000-07:00

I once had a friend,
Who was hoping to write...

But what could he do,
He wasn't too bright :)

So one day,
He put up a post...

Hoping that someone,
would write as his ghost...

Help him pen
his thoughts as they ravel...

Perhaps also include
Stories from his latest travels...

Waiting for some
inspiration to hit...

Perhaps friends would help
and do their bit...

Eventually his mind
would be with ideas awash...

And a post would make it
to Sensible-Bakwash!

What is sensible bakwash? ?

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The Wait

2010-07-29T05:42:00.000-07:00

The train should’ve been here hours ago.

It was now late afternoon. The cold steel
tracks they seemed to stretch on endlessly.

Lying on his side, he wondered why
it was taking so long.
He wanted this to end.

It eventually pulled into sight.
He let out a sigh.

He would be home late again.

What is Fiction 55 ?

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Run!

2010-07-01T16:39:00.000-07:00

At first the voices, were a murmur. Eric looked nervously as they grew louder.

Suddenly without warning , a thousand footsteps were now charging towards
him in a frenzy. Eric panicked- bolting like a deer on sighting a hunter.

A siren blared.....Now there would be others.

Competing for a seat on the bus ride home.

What is Fiction 55 ?

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Over the edge

2010-06-19T02:51:00.000-07:00

I must have stood at the edge for quite some time now as a crowd had gathered.
Some taunting, others mostly anxious. I could see mother, pleading with me
to come down.

I had had enough,having thought about it for days now.
I dove headfirst, hurtling down.

Glad to finally have learnt to swim.

For details on Fiction 55 click here

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If looks could Kill..

2010-06-07T07:48:00.000-07:00

It was late. They were having a heated argument.
Not knowing what he was doing, suddenly with
a ravenous look, he got her into the car.

She looked on incomprehensibly as he zipped through traffic,
until he brought the car to a screeching halt.

Much against her protests, she realized
they were eating out again.

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Writer's block

2007-03-20T14:33:00.000-07:00

I think, I think,

but have nothing to ink;

I dream and dream,

to only wake up and scream

Mostly dreams ,give rise to thoughts,

but all of mine are just big blots

What is it ? that's clouding my sight

I have nothing, nothing to write

Everytime its a cul-de-sac

It feels like a train, has been run off its track!

Only to have the company of the clock,

Damn ! I'm having writer's block!

An Ode to your friendship

2007-03-20T14:32:00.000-07:00

Say what you may,

why should i care...?

Although it still hurts to hear you blare;

Noisily and incessantly ,like a fog horn!

Making me feel , I want to be long gone...

Was it something I said or did

that makes you feel so morbid?

Not that i know of, not that I'm aware...

Though you still walk by giving me cold stares.
Is it jealousy or is it envy?

That causes you to behave, in such a frenzy;

Is your ego a golden chalice?

Owing to which you bear so much malice!

Yet , you claim to be a friend,

and that you'll be there till the end.
Sadly, this is goodbye, for now and forever,
and in parting I wish - may happiness leave your side, never!

Bald is beautiful

2007-03-20T14:28:00.000-07:00

I think of the time,
when I had a head full of hair;
I used shampoo a dime...
and now am in despair!
It couldn't be the water , of that I'm sure
It was mineral water 100% pure!
Maybe, it has something to do with age...
I ain't in my prime, so that explains this stage.
No more streaks, colors of the macaw,
no more copper red, honey-blond, or straw!
But this thought only lasts for a while,
before i simply break into a smile- :)
The advantages, suddenly are galore!
And i happen to remember,combing was a bore!
No more worries, of left or right part!
No more hair-fall to break my heart!
No more days of flaky dandruff!
No more use of icky dyestuff!
No more days,of bad hair...
I walk in the world,without a care!

Please note:owing to the misinterpretation of some readers,the author is forced to assure you all that he (ie me),has a head full of hair and isn't bald. :D
This poem, is only a figment of the authors imagination.

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My blog

2007-03-20T14:15:00.000-07:00

I write about what I think;
I upload lines,I'd never normally ink

And why would I do anything, as foolish as that?
Am I insane or have I lost my hat?

Is it my discovery of freedom of press?
To voice my mind, and freely express!

That sets me on a writing spree,
and brings to me a feeling of glee!

That I go about, sharing my views-
On anything from Rapunzel! To yesterday's news!

I love it that, I can write about anything I choose
And even if i bombed, I'd have nothing to lose!

So I write, mostly for fun,
Cause I love to rhyme, and love to pun!

And if you happen to like reading my views,
I only hope,I'll always amuse!