Tell us about a thing you’ll never write about.
I’ll try not to write about hate,
If I stop thinking,
It will perhaps disappear
And the world
will be a better place,
For us.
…….………………………..
Tell us about a thing you’ll never write about.
I’ll try not to write about hate,
If I stop thinking,
It will perhaps disappear
And the world
will be a better place,
For us.
…….………………………..
No, no, it’s not just a sweet game.
Yours and my life from dawn to dusk.
No,no it’s not just a sweet game.
Yours and my life from dawn to dusk.
How many times the lights went off,
when the storm roared at night.
If we think of worldly concerns,
we face uncertainty and doubt.
No,no, it’s not just a sweet game.
Time and time again the enclosure
Breaks and the flood waters
Rush rapidly,
On this awful day
Screaming is heard from everywhere.
Oh God in sorrow and happiness ,
These words enter our mind
Your love is injurious,
But it is never neglectful.
No,no, it’s not just a sweet game!
k: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/02/04/tagore-song
Tell us about a thing you’ll never write about?
There are so many things in life which one can never write about. I’ll never write about my personal favourite things.
https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/06/05/365-days-writing-prompt-never/
This is an interesting prompt. I remember I made up my mind never to visit my brother-in -law’s place. He and his wife were mean. I hated every moment I stayed there.
When we came back.I told my husband,I will not go to Chicago,if he plans to stay with his brother and his hideous wife. My husband loved the city. He knew if he didn’t listen to me.I will stay home.
I did go to Chicago twice after that incident.I stayed with my nephew on one occasion and with a friend the second time.
Some people are born to give a hard time to others. These are jealous useless people,I have no time for them.
Since I read the daily prompt,I wondered what is it, I ‘ll never write about. I have a whole list of things,I like to write about. Which one can I safely erase from my list?
This is what I think I cannot and will not write about. It is my eating habit. I love food and I like the variety that is out there.How I tackle them can be frightening for all those health conscious addicts. It may scare the daylights out of authors of diet books.
I feel at ease knowing no one gets to criticize me. I read their books but when it comes to following, I keep me out of the picture. Good or bad ,I like my choice.
I have learned , you cannot depend on anyone.
I have learned,even if you cover your gray hair,your face will reveal your age.
I have learned “slow and steady”,doesn’t always win a race.
I have learned children hardly tell a lie.
I have learned two plus two equals five,if you are the “BOSS”.
frightfully wondrous things happen here.
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