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THE ‘ALCHEMY’ OF TRUE LOVE ! ( Weekly Writing Challenge ) (POETRY )
WEEKLY WRITING CHALLENGE : FIND A ‘MUSE’ IN THE MASTERS
In today’s writing challenge, you’ll choose a scenario (or invent your own) and write a poem, a short story, a vignette, a scene, or flash fiction based on Nighthawks by Edward Hopper.
FOR THE UNINITIATED :
Nighthawks is a 1942 oil on canvas painting by Edward Hopper that portrays people in a downtown diner late at night.
It is Hopper’s most famous work[1] and is one of the most recognizable paintings in American art.
I have chosen to write a poetry based on the following scenario :
The love triangle: The woman in red is dating the man she’s seated next to, but she’s secretly in love with the man with his back to us. Tell us a story from her perspective
THE ‘ALCHEMY’ OF TRUE LOVE
My red dress shimmers in the moonlight ;
Exuding passion and ‘lost’ romance ,
He holds my hand and , asks me for a dance
But my eyes are numb, transfixed , to my far right…
He is sitting there , as still as a stone ,
His , stolid face, staring into the depths of the chalice ,
A drop of tear , glistens from the corner of his eyes
My heart goes out to him , I can hear it moan…
I rise up , my dress , ruffling in vain ,
Like like a wind-up toy , at the hands of its master ;
I dance , with a sense of impending disaster…
till… I can no longer bear the burden of this pain…
My face now moist with the tears flowing down
I look over his shoulder , to the face of my man ,
His eyes meet mine , for a very brief span ;
And then he pulled away , his face in a frown…
The moment of ‘Alchemy’ ,was soon to appear..
I realized , the ‘magic wand’ ,was in my own hands
And not.. in any far away, fairy lands…
I choose my destiny , I choose without fear…I choose to be with you , oh my dear………
And so I hastened , to be by his side
He looked up at me , his face elated….
I had chosen my ‘True love’ , albeit , belated !
and now , he bent low , to kiss his ‘Bride’ ………..
The ORANGE hue of a FLAME
Imagine we lived in a world that’s all of a sudden devoid of color, but where you’re given the option to have just one object keep its original hue. Which object (and which color) would that be?
If the world ,was to become color – less
But one object I could keep ;
that would retain its original zest…
and hue , amidst the tone -less heap
I would choose to have the ‘Flame’
with its vibrant ‘orange’ tint…
The new darkness , it shall tame ;
with its sharp , fearless glint !
The flame , shall reveal ‘Exuberance’…
A new world filled with ‘Hope’…
An end to the black and white existence ..
For a new beginning , there would be scope !
Live life ,while you can…..
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/finite-creatures/
Death is inevitable !
This fact I have known..
This ‘life’ is not ‘stable’
-the one we call ‘our own‘….
Every second is a ‘breath’ lost
every year – a candle blown
‘Mortality’ is the dreaded cost
we pay , to be as ‘humans’ born..
The day I saw my grandpa’s corpse ..
lying still before my eyes ;
That day this truth, before me dawned –
‘Every human being dies’
Some die young , some die old
A few , have time enough to plan
Some unlucky ones are never told
Others have just life ‘began’
So here is my advice to all …
‘Live life while you can’
Express your feelings, make that call……
Help someone needy , and be a good man !
LIFE IS SHORT – BE MAD..BE CRAZY !
We live but once…
So let’s not hide, our ‘madness’ away;
let us sing like crazy and dance…
and chase all our sadness away
I am, what you see…
as wild as can be;
I laugh aloud , and loudly scream;
when something makes me happy !
When my eyes behold …
a thing of artistic beauty
I cannot then , my tongue hold..
from praising it aplenty !
A place of natural splendor ….
of blue rivers and green hills ;
I gape in awe of God’s grandeur..
With childish wonder my heart fills !
I express all this appreciation ;
for works of art and nature’s bounty..
by penning down my poetic narrations
ever so loudly…ever so proudly….
THE THING CALLED ‘NIGHT’ – ( WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE- NIGHTTIME )
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/nighttime/
The crepuscular rays give way….
to the darkness that befalls…
the orb of the night ,is here to stay
till the brilliant sun comes to call….
The sky , now black , bespeckled
with stars of silvery gleam
The world a silent spectator
to this nature’s hide and seek………
Oh…night ! you are teeming with secrets ;
Witness to many a rendezvous ,clandestine..
you have seen it all……yet stood speechless ;
To stay tight-lipped you are destined…
- THIS PICTURE WAS TAKEN IN GOA , IN A BEACH SHACK – ROMANTIC ,ISN’T IT ?
Yet there is beauty in your solitude ;
you have been a symbol of romance…
displaying immense fortitude ;
embracing nature , in a passionate dance………
The night is no enemy of the light..
as it may, to us seem;
Because to know , how beautiful is ‘bright’ …
in the ‘night’, we need to see……….
FRIENDOMETER : I wish there was one ! ( DAILY POST PROMPT )
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/litmus-test/
If you had to come up with one question, the answer to which would determine whether or not you could be friends with a person you’ve just met, what would it be? What would the right answer be?
If I want to know you well …
to see if we would ,together gel ;
I would instantly ask you to ;
‘describe’ yourself in words , true .
That, I think ,will help me learn…
more about you ,and perhaps have fun !
But if you sound ,to me as fake..
this liaison , I shall without ado ,break !
And if your description ,matches my taste ;
then I shall pledge my friendship , in haste…
For, If I think you are modest and kind..;
I’d know ,a better friend I would never find….
I expect a friend to be down to earth ;
yet , one who has a sense of self -worth ;
A friend who is honest and faithful ,to the core ;
and from whom I can learn even ,more ……….
Cee’s black and white challenge / candid photography -‘FOREVER THIS WAY’
http://ceenphotography.com/2014/09/18/cees-black-white-challenge-candid-photography/
Dad…please hold my hand ;
lest I stray away ;
Besides me , you must stand…
forever , this way…….
Guard me well , my father
and walk with me today ;
I will stay your little toddler ..,
forever this way……….
Laugh with me , dear dad
keep all dangers at bay ;
cheer me up ,if I am sad…,
forever this way………………
Lets be funny together , my father
lets make it a good day ;
Please pamper your dear daughter ,
forever this way…………….
Lets , make many ,sweet memories dad ,
to think of , when you are away…..;
Teach me things that will make me glad ,
forever this way……………..
The mother -child bond – The master of all humanity ! ( weekly photo challenge-DAILY POST )
‘HUMANITY’ is nothing…
but you and me ;
Like a desert never ending …
or a vast open sea.
The mother-child bond is the ‘key’ ,
Their love – pure and ETERNAL ;
The ‘MASTER’ of all humanity….
this ever so powerful bond – MATERNAL !
The fate of the whole humanity ;
rests on this one relation …
How the mother ‘moulds’ her baby….
can decide the ‘destiny’ of an entire ‘nation’ !
Her selfless affection and care…
will shape ‘his’ (her) personality…;
This love that they share….
has the power to save humanity !
Only a ‘great’ mother ..
can create a ‘great’ human being ;
Uninhibited love for each other …
shall be her very first teaching...
So I bow low to all the mothers…
of the country and the world ;
who have produced some great leaders…
whose ‘great’ deeds,will be ,forever told .
NEXT IN LINE….: THE CROWN-LESS SIBLING IT IS !
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/next-in-line/
If someone was to grant me ;
a wish that I would make..
A choice to be the Royalty ;
The King himself or his brother (namesake)
I would wish to be the sibling
who would be off -the-hook
Who could enjoy all the pampering
without getting a second look
I wouldn’t have to bother;
About matters of the state
I would pity my elder brother
who was destined, by his fate
I would also have the money ;
and enjoy the luxuries too..
I could laugh at things that were funny;
And behave like one of you …
I wouldn’t be held responsible ;
for poverty or war ;
or resolve issues over the table ;
And meet people ,from near or far
I may not be in limelight
all the twenty four hours ;
People may not swoon at my sight ..
I may not be the favorite with the ‘stars’
But I will still be a prince ..
Albeit , without a crown ;
I would still be cherished among my kins..
And the people of my town .
The 'Pen'lightenment Of The Soul 