Some Light-Hearted Poetry

a   h u m a n   b e i n g

find a tune of your own
unlike what everybody’s sung
find new heights to your horizons
and let new stories leave your tongue

seek lands you’ve never been to
let your spirit run wild and free
for to be a human ‘being’
you must do more than simply ‘be’.

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p i r a t e

wooden block for his left foot
black strap across his eye
his heart belonged to the ocean
and his gaze pierced the sky

he was a fearless vagabond
his world existed beyond the shore
he could fight like a tiger
and had ferocity in his roar

but the only things he plundered
were his weaknesses and his fears
and the treasure he was hunting
was his purpose of being here.

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f l o w e r s

sow memories in your mind
and give them all your care,
then reap them like flowers
and wear them in your hair.

enjoy them to the fullest
in all their scents and tints
and press them in your pages
when they begin to wilt.

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Constructive criticism much appreciated. 🙂

For HARPs Round 7
Points: 3+6+2= 11

The Change Award, The Month, and The Hiatus

When I first began to get tagged for awards and such, I used to be super ecstatic. That’s when laziness took over. It’s been the ruling party for so long, but now, the opposition (me, basically) decided to make a move.

Today I’m going to be doing The Change Award, a really neat tag by my good friend Gracie, in celebration of her well-deserved 500 followers! *confetti*

So this time, I’m going to be taking a different angle. Since these questions are rather thought-provoking and I like making things unique, I decided to write my answers in verse. 😀

The Rules: 

  • Link back to me, as well as whoever nominated you (check)
  • Include this: I, Gracie Chick of A Light In The Darkness, created this award to highlight the importance of young people taking responsibility for the future of their world. The Change Award also gives them the opportunity to share with others what they believe in. (okay, I suppose that does it)
  • Answer the questions below (I’ll get to that)
  • Nominate as many people as you like. (that’ll be at the end)

Okay, guys, let’s plunge right in!

Make a list of the things you want to change about schools.

May learning not imprison us
But rather set us free
May grades not be stamped on us
Like they’re our identity.
May we be taught that what we’re learning
Is really for the good
And the reason to seek knowledge
Is not simply because ‘we should’.

Make a list of the things you want to change about local communities.

May kindness be a weapon
Over society’s constant hate
May people learn to respect opinions
And learn to coordinate
May hearts welcome each other
And love, not lies, be exchanged
And when we look back later
May we beam upon the change.

Make a list of the things you want to change about the world, your world.

I want to seize every joy
And fill it into cartons
And take it to my inner world
And finally care for its gardens
Then I want to pluck their flowers
Before they wither and fall down
And proudly place them atop my head
Like a flower crown.


Now that that’s done, here are my nominees (I have tried not to include the ones already nominated, so there)-

Madi
Arunima
Michele
Rutvi
Rae
Rebekah
Lissa
Clara

I’m sorry if I missed you! If you want to do this, there’s nothing stopping you. 😉


Highlights from January

I GOT SO MANY DESIGN ORDERS I ALMOST DROWNED IN THEM

My average bedtime is now 11 pm. I suppose that’s enough said. -_-
So far I’ve had 20+ clients, all in a matter of three months from starting Design Pique Studios, my free web design service! Okay, it’s getting hectic, but sometimes I have to admit that hectic is fun. Plus, it’s one of the main reasons I haven’t been around in a while.

Right now, the site’s on hiatus because it’s getting too much for me to do at once, plus I’ve got waaaay too many exams coming up next month. But some new updates to the site since I first created it is a video which you can see on the home screen, plus a Portfolio page for all my projects.

I STARTED ATTENDING ALICIA SOUZA’S DESIGN MENTORSHIP PROGRAM

Okay, you have NO IDEA how excited I was about this. A couple months back I entered a mentorship program, and I was all over the place when I found out that I got selected and- maybe you should check out my post on Design Pique in which I talk all about it and drive you mad. That’ll be much easier.

I READ FIVE BOOKS (working on it), AND BOUGHT THREE PHYSICAL ONES

Haha, five books is nothing for some of you, I know. BUT with my crazy life and orders and assignments from my program alongside, that’s saying something.

Also, we bought three books. OH, COME ON. We never buy physical books. My dad always insists on ebooks because they don’t take up too much space. If you want to know what made him change his mind this one time, it’ll be quite a bit of a story.

We were on vacation to Bombay, and then somehow we figured that there was a certain “book street” in Colaba (read more about that here). I had no idea what that meant. Being a curious family, we decided to check it out.

If you’re a book lover, this is one of the reasons you have to visit India.

It was- you guessed it- a complete street lined with tons and tons of books. Secondhand books. For about half the usual price.

Naturally, I went cuckoo, and so did my dad.

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MY ART RATE WENT DOWN AND THEN… IT CAME UP

I hardly did any art in January. And, well, this probably doesn’t count as a January highlight, but today I took part in a painting competition in our locality. It was conducted by the husband of a late artist, which made me feel nice about taking part.

There was no theme, and I had no time to think something good up, and what I ended up with was… this. Excuse that it looks sort of dark.

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Another little detail is there were three age groups and one winner was to be chosen from each, and my painting won in my category. 😀

I’m not going to talk too much about what my prize was, because I don’t like talking about things like that. But I would like to mention that it included a paintbrush which that late artist used to use, and I will treasure it forever. ❤


The Hiatus

Yep, the worst part.

Orders are too much for my puny being to handle. Plus exams. And then there’s life. This site’s going to be taking a bit of a rest for a few months, but hey, a few months! I’ll be right back in late March. I may sneak in that occasional post, with updates or something like that, and I will be reading and commenting on your posts, but no consistency.

We all need a break once in a while, hm? 😉


Thanks to all of you for reading! See you here again in March, and I hope you have a lovely day!

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A Mirror to My Self

An aesthetic to reflect my personality, inspired by Gracie’s post (which was inspired by Lonelymeme’s post). Haha, good ideas travel far. 😉

aesthetic that defines me

i love:
stars, the ocean and the play of words,

seeking songs that are whispered, too vague to be heard,
 the fog in the mountains, sunlight through the trees,
a walk by the seashore, an afternoon breeze,

the dance of the wind and beautiful blue,
and things people don’t notice but i do, i do.

Colourblind

What if the colourblind
See the world as it really is?
What if all along we had
The wrong definitions
Of red and green and blue?
The world is just an illusion
There is no right or wrong
No good or bad
Everyone sees it differently
It keeps changing
From person to person.
All that really matters
Are the eyes we choose
To look through.
Don’t blame the colourblind
For not seeing the world as you do
Because no one does.

Right?

The Writer’s Ink Challenge

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And one of the most awesome things about writing is talking about it. Spilling the beans all over the floor. You can talk to yourself, to people you trust, OR… You can do this super cool tag. Talk about options.

I was tagged by le awesome Rachel, who I sincerely thank. I am obliged to you, kind blogger.

Hahahaha, drama. Continue reading The Writer’s Ink Challenge

Let’s Face it. NaPoWriMo is Here.

I’m not sure whether I’m going to EXPLODE with excitement or drown with nervousness, but it’s a fact.

NaPoWriMo is here.

I know you very conveniently found out, owing to the title, but I put that in for the sake of extra drama.

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In a frank jumble of words, NaPo is awesomely scary. For me, anyway. That’s because I am not, and will never be, able to force poetry out of myself. It just comes naturally, and though it doesn’t always turn out the way I expect it to, I can’t sit down and bully myself to write.

Most writers will have had that true and unavoidable experience.

I’m going to participate. Though no one is compelling me to and I’m scared out of my wits, I’m going to. The NaPo guys have poetry prompts every day, so it hopefully won’t be as terrifying and I expect, and as a NaPo newbie, I’d love to know what some more elderly (muhahaha the sarcasm) NaPo-ers find the April stress. Do you guys manage to get through it? HOW??

So here’s the page in which I’m going to be posting all my poems. I have a feeling that this month is not going to be quite as ordinary. Do you think so too?

And Mukta would like to give you assurance that she will try very hard to write a poem every day and Mukta will also be a loyal and faithful bloggy friend.

Mukta is a good elf, you see.

Are you going to participate in NaPoWriMo?
Do you find it difficult?
Can you elderly guys give me some survival tips??

Yours,
Mukta, the free elf

A Little Fun

It’s okay to spend a little time
Capering in the heat
It’s okay to have a little sand
Stuck between your feet.
It’s okay to have a little paint
Streaked across your face
It’s okay if at times your walk
Doesn’t proclaim utmost grace.
It’s okay to spend an evening
Lolling in the dirt
A little fun once in a while
Doesn’t really hurt.

Adventure

Will you climb mountains with me
And trek through the Amazon?
Do you mind if stones hurt you?
Do you get pricked by thorns?

Let’s hang off jungle vines
And canoe through the Nile.
Let’s run with the gazelles
Let’s live amongst the wild.

I’m going on an adventure
And if you want to come too
Let nature be your gear
And let the Earth be your shoes.

War

Don’t think every smile you see is true
For we don’t know where secrets hide
If a face displays a cheery grin
None knows what’s deep inside.

Don’t think a person’s silence
Makes him any less than you
For the things he conceals within himself
Are ones only he can prove.

Don’t underestimate a person
If his talents haven’t yet been shown
For deep inside every one
Is a war you’ve never known.