Whenever I get the urge to chuckle
I try to restrain my laughs
Less hot tears should catch me unaware
All those times I had a few laughs
Grief and tears came from nowhere
For many a laugh, it’s true
Unexpected sadness does hit you
(Sheen-April2017)
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Daily Prompt
Chuckle
When a cold wind is blowing
And the sky gets laden with clouds
And the twinkling stars disappear, and it seems they are no more
The weather is gloomy
I go back to the awful days of my husband’s illness
The last years of his life
Makes me inexplicably sad again
(Sheen-June2016)
DAILY PROMPT
Sky
Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.
Sing a song of summer to me
I badly need cool winds to blow
Taking away the hurt and sadness
Letting me breathe again
And begin anew
(Sheen-May2016)
DAILY PROMPT
Sing
Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.
Image Search
Pick a random word and do Google image search on it. Check out the eleventh picture it brings up. Write about whatever that image brings to mind.
Image: Google
I say I am fine, but I am having a pain in my side.
My intentions are good, but they are often bad ideas.
If I take things easy, they are often hard to do.
I want to be happy, yet I am sad.
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DAILY PROMPT
Happy Happy Joy Joy
We cry for lots of reasons: sadness, pain, fear . . . and happiness. When was the last time you shed tears of joy?
Joy and sadness, so intermingled are they
From where the tears have come
What can I say?
My face is so wet, my voice does breaks
How do I check the tears running down my face?
When my heart is so uplifted with the news that have come
When I am so happy, stop ruining my day
Listen dear tears, do stop I pray
If you won’t stop, I won’t have my say
(Sheen)
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Daily Prompt: The Great Divide
When reading for fun, do you usually choose fiction or non fiction? Do you have an idea why you prefer one over the other?
Crying, sitting huddled up — that’s me.
Did anyone said anything to me?
Has any misfortune befallen me?
Has there been any bad news?
No, no, no.
So why am I crying?
You won’t laugh? Promise?
Okay, I am reading this book, and this is what happened ……..
There was a time when I could read: fiction, non fiction, biographies, thrillers, murder mysteries, historical books, anything on which I could lay my hands.
My heart has gone frail over the years. I only read light fiction now, very occasionally non fiction; someone has read, and recommended.
When I am reading fiction, anything bad happens, I console myself, “these are just words. Nothing happened, it’s imagination.”
Reading non-fiction I cry when something untoward happens. I feel sad, and a heaviness settles around my heart. I can’t shake the sadness away.
That’s what happens to me.
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Daily Prompt: Happy Radars
Are you a good judge of other people’s happiness? Tell us about a time you were spot on despite external hints to the contrary (or, alternatively, about a time you were dead wrong).
I can’t say for other people. Some hide their happiness, as if it is a frail thing which will break if they show it, or others will steal it away.
Some hide their bad news, because they fear people will be so despicable to gloat over their misfortune.
When I am happy, I like to shout that I am happy this moment. When I am sad, tears are ready to fall at the slightest pretext.
Happiness knocked at my door
Opened the door to let it in
Another knock came
And sadness stepped in
I can’t protect myself
From one of them
I will be just happy
For sadness to stem
(Sheen)
Here is a happy song:
I love this old Barney song
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Daily Prompt: Opening Lines
What’s the first line of the last song you listened to (on the radio, on your music player, or anywhere else)? Use it as the first sentence of your post.
In life’s journey the places we pass
They never come again, never again
One voice which I liked in a forever kind of way is Kishore’s voice. He was an Indian singer. This song “Zindagi ke safar mein guzr jatain hain jo muqam” never lost it’s charm for me.
There is a heart rendering sadness to it. It’s a kind of song which is appreciated by young and old alike. Whenever it was sung at functions (although it’s a sad song), people gave a shout when it came up.
Our life is just like that. It passes in a blur. Moments keep moving forward. We can never have them again. People in our life, once we lose them, we never see them again.
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Flowers and Breezes 