Writing: Intro to poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure

Poetry, Day Eight : Pleasure( poetic device: anaphora)

Pleasure is teasing my brother when he ate my candy,

And reminding him off and on he is really not dandy.

Pleasure is recovering nicely from that dreadful pain,

Hoping that nasty thing will never show up ever again.

Pleasure is feeding my favourite feline Sophie,

Praying she will never be frightened no sir-ee.

Pleasure is voting for my favourite leader,

Believing he will win which will be sweeter.

Pleasure is talking about my dear dad,

Who loved us cared for us and never was mad.

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Writing: Intro to Poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure

Poetry, Day Eight : Pleasure

Poetic tool: Anaphora and Epistrophe

Llanberis is a village, I wish, I can,go back there again.

Llanberis reminds me how much I want to,go back there again.

People of Llanberis are friendly, I want to, go back there again.

Threatening someone is wrong, let’s unite and stop it.

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The Daily Post: Pleasure

In response to daily post’s  prompt : Pleasure

I felt very pleased today when I realized I have five more fasting days left. It’ll be a real pleasure to celebrate Eid ul Fitr knowing I have earned it. I know we are only expected to fast one month, which is not that much seeing we have 12 months in a year.

It helps to discipline our eating habits, and certainly controls fast food. There is one more important thing it teaches us to feel for countless number of people and do what we can to help those who are starving day and night because of poverty.

Eid ul Fitr is a Muslim holiday that marks the end of Ramadan, the Islamic Holy month of fasting. Eid is an Arabic word which means,”Festivity,” while Fitr means to break the fast. It is celebrated on the first day of the Islamic month Shawwal.

Image from wikipedia

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Poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure, Writing Intro poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure

Day Eight: Pleasure

Device Anaphora

Anaphora

Because of the wind, the day is freezing

Because of the wind, we all are sneezing

Because of the wind, I have a warm  cup of coffee

Because of the wind, I get a delicious  piece of cake

Because of the wind, I can turn up the heat.

If there was no wind, the day wouldn’t freeze,

or I wouldn’t sneeze,

we wouldn’t have that cup of coffee

or the piece of cake

And would have no reason to turn up the heat.

I’d invite the wind with pleasure,

Because of it I can have coffee, a piece of cake

And a nice warm house.

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Writing 201:Poetry, Day Ten:Pleasure, Sonnet, Apostrophe

Today’s form: Sonnet

Today’s  Device: Apostrophe

I have struggled hard to write this sonnet since I saw the prompt. I find it very difficult to give up. This morning an email from a friend brought some sad news. I’m sorry I’m not writing this for pleasure of any kind, but something to show our friend we all understand what this loss means to him and us.

To My Friend!

Today our good friend’s world is in disarray.

His dearest son bid goodbye forever!

I don’t know how to  comfort him today.

How can we humans deal with this ever!

 

He truly has been a good friend for long.

I feel lost to know he’s out there suffering.

I wish I could say, “don’t believe this it’s wrong,

He will come back to you happy  smiling.”

 

Life puts us through so many hard exams.

It’s not easy when you are facing it.

So let’s pray my friend can make other plans,

Like spend time  with  his  other kids and not quit.

 

Our children are special we  know it’s true,

I hope none of us,will face this blow too!

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Daily Prompt: Ode to a playground

A place from your past, or childhood, or one that you’re fond of ,is destroyed.Write it a memorial.

An Ode To My Playground

Oh my dear playground

Today I salute thee

For many hours of pleasure

You bestowed on me!

 

This materialistic world

Understands not your value at all

They destroyed  my happiness

By turning you into a  mall!

 

I weep and I sigh

I do not know why

I cannot live without you

Even if I try !

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Daily Prompt: Happily Ever After

“And they lived happily ever after.” Think about this line for a few minutes.Are you living happily ever after?If not, what will take for you to get there?

“And they lived happily ever after.” This line is so familiar in fairy tales. In real life there are a lot of obstacles, one must encounter to live happily ever after. Human nature is very complex, when  they have all the wealth they need and then some, they are not happy, they wish they had more.This wish takes away the pleasure to live happily.

A man with enough money to meet his daily existence seems happier than the one who has too much. Too much or too little money is always a problem.

I am contented to have enough  to maintain my daily life. I will not say I haven’t struggled I did right after my dad passed away. But we learned to deal with it because of my mother’s belief, that this will pass one day.

Money is not the only thing which makes one unhappy, kids can also be the source of unhappiness, if we can  have patience to bear it, this might pass too, although in some cases it doesn’t .

Looking at myself I’ll say I have weathered the storms in my life. I am thankful to God for helping me overcome them.

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When work is a pleasure life is a joyby Maxim Gorky,posted by Ranu

When work is a pleasure, life is a joy,

when work is duty, life is slavery Maxim Gorky

Wise men and women have left their words of wisdom for us to learn from it. I thought about the first line,”when work is a pleasure, life is a joy.”

I found my work of teaching the kids a pleasure, and I felt life is a joy, those innocent kids gave me so much pleasure by their thoughtfulness, they were aware I was scared of walking on the ice, they’d come forward to help me walk on our parking lot which was always a sheet of ice in the winter.

We have long winters here where I live, I learned to depend on the kids to help me whenever our school parking lot was icy, life was a joy watching the kids extend their hands to me to safely reach the building, where can anyone find this act of kindness.

The second line made me chuckle,”when work is duty,life is slavery.”

I recall the time when my husband’s brother visited us with his family. He’d want me to make special breakfast for him and his family, he wanted me to prepare special lunch and dinner too. One day I came for lunch from school, instead of eating lunch and go back to work, I had to cook special lunch for the five of them, I didn’t have time to do the dishes because I had to go back to work. My sister-in-law said,”It’s okay Bhabi(sister-in-law) I’ll take care of the dishes.”

When I came back from work at 4 pm the dishes were left in the sink, the in-laws  didn’t bother to help me wash the dishes,instead they said, “We were waiting to have a cup of tea.”

“When work is duty,life is slavery”, I completely agree. It’s my fault too, I should have made sure to let them know that they should do the dishes, I didn’t and they took advantage of me.

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/01/25/when-work-is-a…posted-by-ranu

DP Daily Prompts: Voice Work

Your blog is about to be recorded into an audiobook. If you could choose anyone— from your grandma to Samuel Jackson– to narrate your posts, who would it be?

Unfortunately I never had the pleasure of seeing my grandmas i.e., paternal or maternal, because of my Dad’s job which was far away from where we lived.

Leaving out my grandmas is a difficult decision, they would have loved to narrate my posts, destiny is not on my side. Samuel Jackson is too famous to pick up my posts to read.

There are others I know will not agree. It therefore leaves me, who can be better than me, I wrote them with a lot of heart I’m sure I can narrate my posts if I’m given the opportunity!

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/09/11/dp-daily-prompts-voice-w

365 Writing Prompts: Ballerina, fireman,movie star

When you were 10, what did you want to be when you grew up? What are you now? Are the two connected ?

When I was 10 I never thought what or who I wanted to be when I grew up. At that age the only thing that gave me immense  pleasure was waking up at 3 a.m and watch my mother make a different breakfast each morning.

Then almost unwillingly get the school bus at 6 a.m. I liked school but the burden of homework each day was wearing me down mentally and physically. It was as if I was born to be  in school from sunrise to sunset and when I was back I had piles of homework to do, there was no time to play with my younger siblings.

On week-ends my siblings and I would take long walks in and around our neighborhood, it was sheer joy for me to play with my younger brothers.

My parents never talked about what I wanted to be, I was contented to keep that phase of my life silent. At twelve suddenly I faced the harshest reality, the passing of my father. The whole world changed for me, the thought We’d have to leave this wonderful place and move somewhere we didn’t know anything about came as a shock to all of us.

As they say our destiny is already, “Written”, and we have to accept it.

I started studying to complete my high school exam, and then college and university followed. I was like a ‘Robot’, studying to make myself useful with no particular aim. After completing my masters I started thinking about teaching, I enrolled in the education faculty.

After completing my education degree I applied for a job in the local school.

I never thought who I wanted to be at age 10, I knew the teaching profession is good for me, when I was 22 years old. To me age 10 was the time when you don’t take anything seriously, you enjoy life by having fun with siblings.

k: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/08/05/365-writing-pr…emanmovie-star/