#Everyday Inspiration,Day Ten: Let the Scene Write Itself

Day Ten: Let the Scene Write Itself

Images for wikipedia image of Urdu Alphabets

I have embedded an image of Urdu alphabets from Wikipedia. The three alphabets, alif and bay and hay is missing on the first line. The alphabet laam is missing on the last line.

The object in front of me is an Urdu Novel, the author is Razia But. The language Urdu is written from right to left. It is the same as Arabic alphabets. Urdu has more alphabets than Arabic.

The title of the novel is Aeena: aa-ee-naa. the word means mirror. It has 304 pages. The book has a hard cover. The price is US 15:00 dollars.

Since I normally read English books. It needs a little adjustment to read from right to left. I may be able to finish the book in two days, if I’m not otherwise busy with something else.

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Writing: Intro to Poetry,Day Ten : Future

Poetry,Day Ten: Future

Poetic Form : Sonnet

To an infant

An unknown world awaits you, sweet baby,

Then the fast changing world makes you wonder,

Why is everything looking so shabby,

Who’s responsible for this awful blunder!

 

You will think hard to find a solution,

You decide to take matters in your hands,

For this you’ll set the wheels in motion.

Not caring toiling on the  burning sands!

 

You call for help, but there’s no one around,

Exhausted you sit and you feel lost

Suddenly you hear a loud sound,

‘ Stay strong I’ll join you at any cost!’

 

Then you see this awesome guy,

Who says, ‘I told you I’d come by.’

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Writing: #Intro to Poetry, Day Ten: Future

Poetry, Day Ten: Future

Poetic form: Sonnet

Tomorrow God willing I will not complain,

My toothache will leave and I will be sane.

Time is short there is so much to do,

My tooth hurts how will I chew?

 

I must not procrastinate,

But gather clothes to donate,

I must leave them on my front door,

I hope we won’t have snow anymore.

 

Once I get this chore done,

I will sit and have some fun.

I wish to watch some quality tennis,

My favorite player is Milos Raonic.

 

I hope he can serve his best,

And ends up  scaring all  the rest.

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My blogger friends day ten is complete,

Won’t you  read my poem before you retreat? 🙂

 

Thanks to the members  of the WordPress team,

For giving us this  marvelous  opportunity to gleam! 🙂

 

 

 

#Everyday Inspiration,Day ten: Let the scene write itself

Day Ten: Let the scene write itself

My post, “On Location”

Today is Sunday, my neighborhood looks very quiet. No vehicles of any kind is seen, there are no animals or birds, looks as if everyone in my neighborhood is on vacation.

I’m watching Nature from my window in my bedroom, the tree is not clothed yet, why is the delay I do not understand, maybe it’s always like this, at this time of the year, I just didn’t pay attention.

The grass is starting to peek its head from the ground, they are not showing simultaneously but in small fractions. The sky is covered with grey clouds reminding me the air is cold. Why not I say, it’s St John’s and summer always drags its feet to show up here.

There is some stagnant water on the driveway, it’s from the rain which comes and goes not knowing when to stop. The lawn has a musty smell, there are no flowers to spread their scent on our lawn.

I can also see my next door neighbor’s gray roof, waiting to feel the cool rain water, which is threatening to fall at any time.

Moving on to the other side, I see my friend’s house the drapes are drawn, I have no idea if she is in or out. Her next door neighbors on both sides are probably home eating supper or watching TV.

My neighbor across the street has planted perennials which are already in full bloom, making his back lawn look gorgeous. I wonder why my perennials are taking longer to show up, the weather in both our places is  the same. Why is Nature showing favoritism? This is all I can see right now in my neck of the woods.

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Writing 101, Day 10: Farewell

Assignment: Write a poem of a farewell today.

Farewell to Everyone

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It’s painful to see the loved ones go

To an unimaginable place I don’t know

I wish they’d visit me in my dream

It too is impossible it seems.

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When I went to bid goodbye to Goodenough House

The secretary received me with a gorgeous smile

She said, I still remember, “It’s au revoir , Miss Sabeth,

Not Goodbye, I hope to see you sometime soon.”

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I went to London many times

I didn’t have the heart to say, Goodbye,

Let it be :Au Revoir till the end of time

This is what I quietly said in my mind.

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Once again I’m here to bid farewell

To my blogger friends

Who were kind enough

To leave their comment.

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Many thanks to all of you

For reading my attempt

To write poetry

Even though you were pressed for time.

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Before I dot my i’s and cross my t’s

It wouldn’t be fair if I failed to

Mention my dear friend Robert

Who through thick and thin

Supported me.

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He thinks I’m a poet how sweet is he

He counted me in the poets circle

Is it not a real miracle!

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Writing 101,Day Ten: Let the scene write itself

Assignment: Find a spot where you can sit and observe for at least twenty minutes.

“On Location”

I sat in my living room and watched the scene in front of me. There are no flowers, the maple trees are almost bare, the leaves still there, are quietly falling on the ground.

The hedge is trimmed to get ready for the snow that might show up any day. On the road cars:yellow, red , black and brown , are moving along at a steady speed.

Every few minutes Route two bus is whizzing past my house, the destination seems to be the mall, it will stop for a few minutes to pick up passengers, and will go past my house again to the opposite direction.

It’s a cloudy and cold day, I see men and women bundled up to stay warm.

Across the road the Memorial university parking lot is filled with cars. The parking lot is new, it used to be a large field with green grass. Now it’s converted into a parking lot.

There is still some greenery: it’s the slopes they covered it with sod, it’s not smooth yet ,there are patches of mud in places.

This is the scene, there is not much change, there are no animals, only some pedestrians walking along the pavement to get to work.

Like Wordsworth I gazed … and gazed, my thought wasn’t what wealth the show to me had brought. For me it was the reminder of a long dreary winter to pounce on us.

I looked out  my window what did I see?

Leaves falling quietly baring the trees.

Immediately the thought comes to mind,

How pitiful the trees look standing in line.

 

The humans are on their way to work,

In cars, trucks, cabs and on foot goes the jerk.

Still I look for something pleasant,

Maybe a kitten, a puppy or a cute infant.

 

Unlucky you, my  mind scolds me,

This is not the time for you to see

a kitten , a puppy  or anything cute.

For it’s cold outside you silly brute!

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