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 Apr 2013 Saumya
Lucky Queue
I'm sitting here
Reading these words you wrote for me
It wasn't really that long ago
But it seems like ages
And now I'm thinking about you and me
I'm not the same person you wrote to
I don't feel the same either
And what about you?
You said 'I love you'
Even wrote this poem to say it
But now we're a bit estranged
I know I can get on without you
And even though it hurts, I'm fine
So what about you?
What are you feeling now?
What are you thinking?
And I have to wonder
Are you ever curious about me?
4.2.13
 Apr 2013 Saumya
Tatiana
Spirit
 Apr 2013 Saumya
Tatiana
The spirit
of a mustang,
runs through my soul,
I desire freedom.
I love to just run,
and shed my worries,
that keep me locked in a stall,
looking out the window
to the open range,
where I used to run.
My spirit is a horse,
wild and free.
I fight when my freedom is threatened,
because it is so precious to me.
I protect my herd, my family,
because they are the only stability I need,
I let my creativity flow.
I dream of horses,
dark and light,
and they help me find myself,
they help me grow,
and I connect with them.
They are always there for me,
not in reality,
but in a dream,
and I am one of them
in the depths of my mind.
I am an untamed soul,
as wild and strong as a mustang,
who has learned the tricks of mankind,
who understands,
how freedom is what I truly need,
to survive.
My spirit can not be,
controlled.
My Spirit Animal is a Wild horse, what's yours? :)
 Apr 2013 Saumya
Marian
I am sorry I have no gift to give you
no box of chocolates, a valentine or even a single Hershey's chocolate kiss
so sorry, dearest but my single gift to you for Valentine's Day is my tapestry of love
also a poem, hug, and kiss because I love you so much but I am sorry I don't have gifts
but I could give you one of my teddy bears the one that lays on my bed each night
the one I cry into when I feel lonely, hurt, sad, depressed, or angry the one I hug and kiss
because I love him the one I hold on my lap sometimes and the one who comforts me when I need it most
I shall give him to YOU this is my present to you
consider him yours because now. . .
He
Is
All
     Yours
!
!
!
!
.
.
.
For my Mamma, Hilda who is on HP too!!
I love her VERY much!!!!
This my Valentine's Day gift to you, Mom!!
 Apr 2013 Saumya
Marian
Fireflies
 Apr 2013 Saumya
Marian
On balmy summer Nights
Its wonderful to watch their flashing lights
And to hear the call of Night birds
That sing a song to the dancing fireflies

The flowers waltz in the meadow
And the lotuses dance in the lake
And the Moon's shadows ever so quietly
Ballet through my window at Night

This is the time when fireflies
Light their lanterns and fly so high
In the Twilight sky
Full of birds flying home to sleep

I love these Nights
When fireflies and lotuses dance
And the flowers waltz
And when the happy Moon ballets in my room

*~Marian~
 Apr 2013 Saumya
Marian
Cats (Haiku)
 Apr 2013 Saumya
Marian
Mischief in their eyes,
Claws scratching upon my skin,
Cat voices singing.

*~Marian~
Hehehehehehehe!!!!!!!!! :D Dedicated for some naughty cats and kittens!!! :D I'm sorry I just had to post and have a good giggle and laugh!!! Hahahaha!!!! :D Enjoy!!! :) ~<3
 Apr 2013 Saumya
st64
The HelmetWord
 Apr 2013 Saumya
st64
The world within, the world without.....

1.
Within.....

Like laser-specs wide over eyes and ears
Total immersion to it all
Cyber-screen no-one can see
And clips on eyes, for when they knock....

Can travel places, yet not move a toe
Can duel anyone, anyplace to any match
Yet, this contraption'll cost an arm or leg
No matter, not needed....chop off leg and forever p(l)ay!





2.
Without......

This is for when they decide to
Disturb your game, with something lame
You listen with such arch patience
Ramble over, time to go within....and back to.....

Plug in and ....play!


S T, 07 April 2013
Gives new meaning to.....going within
:-/

Just an outrageous outlook on a new product (not yet in existence, don't think so, lol)....where you can step into another realm via this helmet....place it over your head and....off ye go!
(We're getting there, though....in the movies)

The HelmetWor(l)d....
When you lock into this mode....you step into twisted time...so, hours later, you can, for example.....step out again...still a kid, but with a much older mind....

No prizes for guessing which path our future generations will take in this futuristic take on cyber-life.....


There was the industrial revolution at the turn of the 20th century...from manual labour in 1900...to machinery in factories (and the first car and telephone, no?)....to more refined equipment.....then, TV.......to the development of computers in the 1970's....then to the PC hardly two decades later.....and NOW, where are we?

Little rectangular blocks which allow telecommunication.....cells
The world at your fingertips, thanks to globalisation......iPads, notebooks, Net
Blocks of metal, with armchairs in...to transport you......cars, vehicles
A matte block in the living room, to entertain you......TV plus accessories
Tiny pieces of things which can hold several LP's......memory sticks
A circular disk...to watch a whole movie ...DVD's, CD's
Another type of block can watch, record and monitor.....camera
Blocks...and more blocks....

Many, many more strange and wonderful things, blah....

Yet.
Isn't civilisation moving a tad fast, at this rate?

In no other century, has technology out-paced itself as much as in the 20th century....

Not being plaintive, mind...for, benefits do prevail, no question.
(Like, advancements in medical and educational fields)

But at what holistic cost to humanity, as a whole.....when other spheres of life, are neglected?
Such as spiritual....active, organic lifestyles....non-aggressive and considerate decorum.....gratitude for small mercies.....reading (yes, reading! too many kids are not willing participants to good literature)......

What example do we show via our actions to the younger minds, who are reeling yet coping (almost alarmingly, too well!) with the onslaught of (apparently free, yet forced) ideas: frivolous trend-setting and distorted value-shaping, "inflate(able)" role-models, and the like..... through constant media barrage?

This teaches and reinforces the culture of instant gratification.

Are we doing our UTMOST to guard against that sway, ourselves?
Or merely close the eyes...and succumb.....

Maybe there's nothing we can do......just nothing.
Really?

Virtual life is not real.
What then, will reality be? (Reality-type programmes?)

Here's to "going.....within".....good luck to the human race.
We sure do need it!

Pax **** Sapien

:)
 Apr 2013 Saumya
Hilda
Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow Thee;
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken,
Thou, from hence, my all shalt be.
Perish ev'ry fond ambition,
All I've sought or hoped or known;
Yet how rich is my condition!
God and heav'n are still my own.

Let the world despise and leave me,
They have left my Saviour too;
Human hearts and looks deceive me;
Thou art not like them untrue;
And while Thou shalt smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate and friends may shun me;

Show Thy face and all is bright.
Man may trouble and distress me,
'Twill but drive me to Thy breast;
Life with trials hard may press me;
Heav'n will bring me sweeter rest.
Oh, tis not in grief to harm me,
While Thy love is left to me;
Oh,'twere not in joy to charm me,
Were that joy unmixed with Thee.


*~Henry Francis Lyte 1793--1847~
 Apr 2013 Saumya
Marian
Two sisters walked by the tropical shore
And gazed at the sunset the west
On an island with the silhouettes of palm trees
They sat, and watched the pretty sunset
As it faded
Like a painting being erased from canvas
After that came Night and we danced
With the Sea Fairies
We sang the prettiest Tropical songs
And hushed the world to sleep
And we played on the Enchanted ukulele
And on the prettiest harp you ever heard
We sung and danced
And played on our ukulele and harp
All Night long
The next morning the dew
Like sparkling shining jewels
Kissed the hibiscus blooms
And waked them up from sleep
And the breeze stirred
The lacy green leaves
Of the majestic palm trees
Sunrays felt lovely and warm
On our cheeks
And the ocean never
Felt cooler
When we waded through
The singing waves that morning

*~Marian~
For my sweet sister Saumya!!! She is such a LOVELY beautiful sis and friend of mine and she has a heart of gold!!! :) :) <3
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