They say that I am drunk
Little do they know that
Not a single drop of liquor
Touched these lips ever
But the two drops of nectar
That I sipped from those
Heavenly lips of yours
Made me crazy with love
Forever
They say that I am drunk
Little do they know that
Not a single drop of liquor
Touched these lips ever
But the two drops of nectar
That I sipped from those
Heavenly lips of yours
Made me crazy with love
Forever
Day after Thanksgiving, tranquility
All the preparation, a day busy
Giving way to a morning slow and lazy
Mind, full of memories of last night, fuzzy
Stomach still full with food, brain drowsy
Fridge,full of leftovers,groaning and noisy
Kids sleeping late, waking up tired, grumpy
Shoppers crowding malls, Black Friday, crazy
Even nature taking a break, morning is cloudy
Day after Thanksgiving, peaceful, not rowdy.
Today I cheated. What? I cheated? Well, sort off. I normally do not give much thought to what I will write for my weekly Wednesday post for my journey with the letter “W” till I sit down to write. Today while driving to the office in the morning, a bumper sticker on the car in front of me caught my attention. I would have forgotten about what it said after some time but the car kept me company for a good twenty minutes in the bumper to bumper morning traffic. By the time I got to my office, the line stuck to my brain as if engraved. It read, “What Do You Have To Lose”.
I am not sure what was the context of that particular bumper sticker for the owner of the car. I also have no intention of driving you crazy with the laundry list of what I have to lose. What was driving me crazy was thinking of the context of that quote. What do I have to lose if I bungee jump or skydive or what do I have to lose if I decide to quit my job and try to take up writing as a profession? To all of that I have some or other answer of what I do have to lose. For next ten hours or so in the office I did not give much thought to it, but driving back home in the evening it started bothering me again. I came to a conclusion, I think rather for my own sanity than anything conclusive, that I will never know what do I have to lose unless I try even.
That brings me to cheating. I did not have much time to ponder about what word starting with “W” I was going to pick for my poem today. It was handed to me on a platter. The first word of that bumper sticker. WHAT else? So off I go to write my poem starting with the word ” What” for week thirty two of my fifty two weeks of journey with the letter “W”.
This post is in response to Write Anything Wednesday-Sept-07-2016 sponsored by Writerish Ramblings
Wanderlust drives me crazy to travel everywhere
Wish I could fulfill my fondest desire
Wealthy I am not to visit every corner
Wide open sky beckons to me to fly
Wonders of the world tempt me day and night
Will I ever be able to enjoy those sights
Windows to the world are books they say
With glee I open my mind to the world every day
Words, every one that I can get my hands on
Wisely I absorb every one of those
World opens up to me with all its glory
Wandering physically I am not but my
Wanderlust has taken me to every corner of the
World
“Wandered lonely as a cloud”, Wordsworth said
Wander contently with my books I everywhere
Week 21 of My Fifty Two Weeks Journey with “W”
I have written about something, sometimes nothing, but anything? Is this Wacky Wednesday
“Write Anything Wednesday” – anything?
The freedom is exhilarating.
I am going to start writing,
Lest I miss the deadline of posting.
Don’t want to be caught napping. Continue reading “Day Thirteen – Blogging 101 _ Write Anything Wednesday””
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