Colors of life

Red ,Amber and green
What does it mean
Pretty, vibrant colors….
It’s life
A cycle

Red _ bright and striking,
Says stop….Relax!
It’s refreshing to know
I have time.😎

Amber_ mystifying..
Bewildered and baffled I am
……pondering speed up or slow down 😙
Then comes the vibrant to my rescue.

Green _.
Speed, go go go….. Race
Accelerate
Hurry up
Be alert….
It also means prosperity and success
As I reach my destination.

Don’t know why I wrote this😃
Just for fun….Maybe…
Amber again…And it goes on…. And on…

Accelerates….
Then get addled and muddled
Amber again
…… then stops.

It’s life cycle!
Sugema

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Gone To A Peaceful Land

After mom has gone,
With the angels who came for her,
You were sad, we knew,
You refused to admit, though

You tried to cope in different ways,
But life has become hard for you,
We took it as your stubborn ways,
And to your own ways we left you.

You were tired we knew,
We could see it on your face.
God sent His angels for he knew
You need no sorrow, but peace.

I AM IN PARADISE

It is long time since I have been here or in fact writing at all. There is always stories in my heart, my mind, head, wherever, it is just the time to jot down, and I am not a writer either, but a happy person, who finds love and happiness everywhere.

I am enjoying my summer break, I love my job for the time off I get during the summer, 2 months of freedom.

This morning I chauffeured my over excited son to the summer camp, a 15minutes drive through the highway. The bright smile of the sun made the sky jealous, so it highlighted its blue, and the fluffy white clouds floated freely. This reminded me of William Wordsworth and his poems.

After dropping my son I took a detour to the beach .

It is beyond words the serenity, the beauty, the love, happiness all that I experienced.

I certainly am in paradise.

The cool breeze blew my hair to tickle my face,

The gangling pine trees swayed,

The fluffy white clouds floated freely,

As the sun smiled dazzlingly in the sky,

Glistening the waters as jewels spilled.

And scattered all over the ocean.

As I drove home,

The shades of the ocean,

The glorious blossoms of poncianas,

The multi colored bougainvilleas,

The lanky pine trees,

The glorious sky, the magnificent sun,

Expanse of the road ahead,

I felt I am in Paradise.

 

I wonder what William Wordsworth would have written…

 

 

A Sail AfterTurmoil

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A Sail AfterTurmoil

The coal of desire was red,
The fire of passion, blazzing
Dazzled and burned
Baffled and flustered
Glaze eyed, I stood.

Defeated, foiled, irked
I stepped back
Cold I appeared
Fumed , it smoked
It’s controlled

The whirlpool subsided
And now
The sail is steady
The tide has slowdown
As it crashes to wash away
The residue.

Sail ,let me sail along
Rough it could be
Smooth at times
May it not sink Continue reading “A Sail AfterTurmoil”