In response to prompt : Patina
Haiku
Dickens’ character
Pip’s, cultural beauty
Shines with perfection!
…………………………:)
In response to prompt : Patina
Haiku
Dickens’ character
Pip’s, cultural beauty
Shines with perfection!
…………………………:)
Today’s assignment: edit your title and your tagline.
My title: Garden
Tagline: A thing of beauty lasts forever
When I edited my title and named it Garden, there were two things that crossed my mind, one is my name means “Garden.” Secondly it’s the most appropriate title I could think of . My mother once remarked, a person’s name tends to influence his/ her personality.
I do believe a thing of beauty lasts forever, although the garden loses its splendor in the winter, esp. places where the snow covers everything with its white veil, the memory lives and awaits the change of season when the gardens will once again have the opportunity to come alive with flowers, butterflies and children. Nature will show its beauty in the form of colors.
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Hmm,good question , if I were forced to give up one sense,but gain super sensitivity in another,which senses would I choose. It is truly difficult to answer.
Let me see I need my eyesight,without it would be a dull world.I’d have to give up looking at the wonders of nature,the novels of awesome writers, will be deprived of enjoying my children growing up. I’d have a hard time choosing my food.And the list goes on.It’s settled I cannot sacrifice my eyesight.
Next in line is sense of hearing. Now a days everything is so loud,it makes me feel one of these days,I’d lose this sense. Wait a minute can I give it up totally? I think not.I’d miss hearing Celine Dionnes songs,then there is my all time favourite poet Tagore’s songs,Poet Iqbal’s beautiful poetry,Songs of Rafi,Talat Mehmood,Frank Sinatra, and oh so many others. I can’t give up this sense either.
Sense of smell is very important,it warns us of impending danger. It keeps us away from foods that are not healthy.
Touch and taste have their importance, we couldn’t enjoy food if it’s not tasty. We need to touch different things to differentiate between good and bad.
I conclude here by saying I cannot sacrifice any of these senses!
This is a poem I always liked.I wanted to share it with you.
What is this life,if full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see,when woods we pass
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see,in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars,like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this is if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
William H.Davies was a panhandler. This poem was noticed by George Bernard Shaw. It became famous after it was published.
(Aabortaun) Revolving by Rabindranath Tagore
Perfume wants to mix with scent,
scent wants to latch on to perfume.
The musical note wants to surrender itself to rhythm,
rhythm wants to travel hurriedly to musical note.
Feeling wants to appear as part of beauty,
beauty wants to stay away from feeling.
Infinite wants a close relationship with limit,
limit wants to lose itself in infinite.
Upheaval in creation who knows whose idea it is,
the continuous movement from feeling to beauty__
the confined are looking for freedom,
freedom is praying for confinement in the home.
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