Spectacular night sky

Respond to this Friday Faithfuls challenge by writing anything about outer space, or you can go with anything else that you think fits.


It’s awe inspiring

Beyond our understanding

The sky glittering with stars

Or perhaps planets or satellites

I must confess the truth here

I am quite uninformed about them

When I look up on a clear night sky

I cannot identify the planets or constellations

In naive wonder I look up and just admire

The glittering, glimmering beauty of this display


from our street on the night of 24th, crescent moon with Venus
The outline of the moon is visible too.

Written for spectacular solar system smile, hosted by Jim for MLMM




WDYS # 178 -A Roundup post

The majestic nature shows us so many sides

The clouds floating in the sky looking like snowflakes

Sometimes it’s a horse galloping away to the east

Or a bunny hopping, among a garden of wooly plants

Sometimes I see a threatening funnel of gray domination

Marching menacingly to wreck havoc upon the unsuspecting

It gives me pleasure to imagine different shapes in the clouds

Pareidolia, the perception of recognizing shapes in the abstract


Awesome entries again this week in response to this image. Please click on the links to read the contributions of our lovely participants.

Punam; Uneasy calm

Kittysverses; Born from flaming rage

Maria; A great passion

Sangeetha; She lies- free verse

David; Egads! Or the king of the mountains

Aboli; Nimbostratus

Keith; The storm

Ken; Tranquil reflections of anger

Lady sighs; Angry clouds

The novel reader; What do you see?

Nichole; Tales of clouds

Jim; Belly of the beast

Susi; Angry skies

My vivid blog; Reflections

Angela; What do you see?

Jules; Longing for our normal

Di; Cuts through the heart

Diana; Healing

Pankaj; Conversing with a nimbostratus cloud during a sunset

Michnavs; A dash of gray, a sprinkle of blue and a handful of red

Destiny; #Fragments#

Indira; Nimbostratus

Reena; Passing through

Suzette; Breath

Sweeter than nothing; Doom approaches

Piper’s adventure; Inner light in the storm

Little ponderings; The fire inside

Sandy; Not apocalypse now

Audrine; The scent of eternity

Grace; Warning

Inkdrop; Volcanic skies

Jude; Inner storms

Tuba; Beauty in the dark

Elizabeth; Regrets

Nichole Smith; WDYS

Lesley; Nimbostratus; Knight of nature’s wrath

Rockstar girl; Where are we right now?

Eugenia; what was not what is

Usha; What do you see # 178

Jane; Awakens

Pamelap; Engulfed

I am grateful to all those who have read, shared and commented on these posts.

I will be posting next week’s challenge on Monday at 12:00 pm, PKT.

Thanks for reading.




The vivid colors of the spring

WQ #12: March 22: SPRING/VIVID

Photo from my garden ; Ernest Hemingway

The gloomy and gray winter finally left

Little green shoots made their presence felt

The profusion of spring flowers came as a gift

To cheer up our souls and to revive our spirit

Photo from my garden ; Luther Burbank

This year, both I and my husband took some initiative and went flower shopping in our nearest garden center. He brought roses in a variety of shades and colors while I got a couple of citrus trees and some creepers. The trees promise to bear fruit in a year or so and the creepers are growing nicely. The need is to maintain a balance between too much care and neglect. 🤩

Spring is that time of the year

That invites us to venture out

See the greenery sparkling in the sun

And flowers blooming in the garden

Come out, step out in the outdoors

Enjoy this exhibit from nature before it fades away!


Green leaves making their presence felt
The April lily has decided to bloom in March
Nasturtium? No these are Daisies

In response to WQ# 12- Spring/ Vivid, hosted by Marsha



While waiting!

Imagine a big waiting room full of people

All are waiting for their transport to pick them up

Their train or plane arrives and they board and leave

The rest are still their in the waiting room awaiting their turn

Life is this big waiting room where we all come for a limited time

We all will leave when it’s our turn and new people would arrive

While waiting, we can do a lot of good to help those around us

Some kindness shown, words of encouragement spoken

All add up to make things better for others and for us too

Let’s not waste this opportunity to be kind while we are waiting

To do good before we leave for our eternal abode


In response to Weekly Prompts- Wait, hosted by Sue W and GC



Abandoned and forgotten

Punam’s prompt guidelines

  • Write a Pantoum on the theme of abandonment.

What is an pantoum?

  • The pantoum consists of a series of quatrains rhyming ABAB in which the second and fourth lines of a quatrain recur as the first and third lines in the succeeding quatrain;
    • Each quatrain introduces a new second rhyme as BCBC, CDCD;
    • The first line of the series recurs as the last line of the closing quatrain, and the third line of the poem recurs as the second line of the closing quatrain, rhyming ZAZA;
  • The design is simple:
    • Line 1
      Line 2
      Line 3
      Line 4
      Line 5 (repeat of line 2)
      Line 6
      Line 7 (repeat of line 4)
      Line 8
    • Continue with as many stanzas as you wish, but the ending stanza then repeats the second and fourth lines of the previous stanza (as its first and third lines), and also repeats the third line of the first stanza, as its second line, and the first line of the first stanza as its fourth. So the first line of the poem is also the last.
    • Last stanza:
      • Line 2 of previous stanza
        Line 3 of first stanza
        Line 4 of previous stanza
        Line 1 of first stanza


It was left abandoned and gathering dust

Having adorned my wrist for so many years

The watch I wore with pride is now collecting rust

Without its reassuring presence I had so many fears


Having adorned my wrist for so many years

I was able to be on time, was given punctual as a label

Without its reassuring presence, I had so many fears

Of missed appointments and messed up time table


Now a fitness tracker my left wrist bears

I had the audacity of replacing my watch

To feel elation when I complete my target as it cheers

I moved ahead with my goals, bringing my fitness up a notch


I had the audacity of replacing my watch

The watch I wore with pride is now collecting rust

I moved ahead with my goals, bringing my fitness up a notch

It was left abandoned and gathering dust


This is the first time I’ve written a complicated poem like this pantoum! So if I haven’t followed the rules I beg forgiveness 😅

In response to W3 # prompted by Punam this week and hosted by David



Happyness comes from within

In this week, I’d like you to spare one minute to watch this video and reflect on it. Give it a little more time if you struggle to understand or agree with it.

Here’s the video


The world recently celebrated international day of happiness on 20th March.

We seek happiness and expect to find it

In people, events and achievements of ours

This will make me happy or that will make me happy”, we say

But that sort of happiness is so transient, fleeting

It brings a temporary joy that evaporates like mist under the sun

Lasting feeling of joy come from contentment within ourselves

When our conscience is satisfied and we have achieved inner peace

Then every moment brings us joy for our souls are enriched

With the knowledge that we are doing the best we can

Regarding ourselves, and those around us, to the best of our abilities

That we are being mindful of everything around us

And we are giving back at least as much as we are receiving

True happiness comes from a heart that’s at peace with itself

Lasting joy is only possible if we are happy with whom we are


Something about the spellings of Happyness- I loved the movie “In pursuit of Happynessand used these spellings to pay tribute to this wonderful autobiography

I’m sharing a link to my post; Chasing happiness that I wrote when I started my blog in 2018

Written in response to; RXC Prompt #273, hosted by Reena



Dragged along Willy nilly

Like a whirlwind journey

Life drags you along willy-nilly

Can you say I’m not ready yet?

Can you tell it to take it a bit easy?

Or can you drag your feet a bit causing a delay?

No, we are dragged along this journey

Willing or not, we are forced to take this trip!


Written in response to; Moon-washed Musings Weekly Prompt – Will-nilly – March 21, 2023, hosted by Eugenia



If he met me today!


Looking in the mirror I see my father’s eyes

Looking inside my heart I remember daddy’s lessons

Feeling his loss, I write a song for dad, honoring him

He is gone from my life almost twenty years now

But I still carry him in my being with his DNA embedded into mine

I adjust my thoughts, my behavior always thinking, ‘What will he say’

If I ever fall short of the high standards he ingrained in me

The way to show my respect, to honor my father, I believe

Is to be the daughter he would have been proud of, had he seen me now


Written for dVerse poetics. Today Punam is the host. Write about fathers, incorporating at least three titles from those given below.

1. Dance with my father: Luther Vandross

2. Song for dad: Keith Urban

3. My father’s eyes: Eric Clapton

4. Papa don’t preach: Madonna

5. Daddy lessons: Beyonce and Dixie Chicks

6. Color him father: The Winstons

7. Daddy could swear, I declare: Gladys Knight and the Pips

8. Baby father: Sade

9. My old man: Mac Demarco

10. Father to son: Queen

11. Papa, can you hear me?: Barbara Streisand

12. Daddy’s hands: Holly Dunn

13. My father’s house: Bruce Springsteen

14. Papa don’t take no mess: James Brown

15. Your daddy loves you: Gil Scot-Heron

Written for dVerse poetics- In the name of father, hosted by Punam this week.



dVerse- Quadrille- Shift

Shift is the word to fit into your quadrille this week. There are many derivatives to dabble with.


Winter went missing a few weeks ago

Summer came roaring in to take over

Now with Ramadan approaching

There has been another shift in the weather

As rains have been sent our way from the heavens

To make fasting easy for the devoted faithful


Word count; 44

Written in response to dVerse-Quadrille # 172, Shift, hosted by Mish this week



At the end of the rainbow

Seeing a rainbow is a rare treat

How it brings a smile to anyone’s face

Some think it’s lucky, others look for the pot of gold

You can explain the rainbow scientifically no doubt

But you cannot explain the magic of seeing a rainbow 🌈


Written in response to CCC # 227, hosted by Crispina Kemp