Surpassing others, he quickly grew up as a top dog.
He was a MAN, different from all other.
This one is for my first love on a man of fictional world. I grew up watching and reading him . I can read JUNGLE BOOK umpteen times 🙂 yes I recently re read it ;). Every time I read it I feel so much of kinship with my MOWGLI. He was surely my dream man 😀 until I learned that he was a fictional character out of a wonderful book 🙂
As it is, just like the pleasure of shopping at a slop-shop.
I Know I am very late for submitting my poetry for the challenge, But this was a very hectic week for me , Project release was due this Friday…All the software engineers will understand my difficulty 😛
Any way’s I write these limericks for my improvement so I thought of putting the one I wrote with the given prompt.
Her mother often said, “You have beautiful artistic fingers”.
Time had flown by, but those words, in her mind, still lingers.
Since then, she has taken umpteen roles.
Adding different layers to her soul.
Now she is a lady donning black hat with colorful hidden feathers.
Yesterday while doing my dishes, my eyes fell on my kitchen’s wall and I noticed my finger-prints there 🙂
And I recalled how mother use to say that I have long beautiful fingers just like an artist. I don’t know whether I am an artist or not ..but yes these fingers do my most important things . Typing code for my job (I am a Software Engineer by profession 😉 ) and Typing for my passion(I am a Writer by passion 😉 )
Below are my two most beautiful finger-print pictures 🙂
There will be times, when you will start losing hope.
And you will think that, you can no more, cope.
It is then, that you have to put up the fight.
As the year draws to an end 🙂 Our journey of 2015 too, gets completed 🙂 A chapter of life is going to get over soon..in next few days. Before it leaves us all, I like to congratulate all of us, for putting up a brave fight against all odds and having our own struggle and survival story of the year 🙂 Like it’s said:
“To each his own”
Be brave 🙂 Keep the spirit high for the coming up year 🙂
Under her breath, she curses this winter invisibility.
Once again, she beseeches wishing spells.
The above Limerick is piece of my Christmas memory 🙂 When on a foggy winter night (yes that’s how winter’s are in middle northern part of India ) I waited as a small girl for Santa to bring some candies for me.