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| Thunderstorms. Do you enjoy them or fear them. Share a thunder storm experience with us.. Indeed, thunderstorms are amazing and beautiful but I fear when it strikes with gusty wind and lightning flashes .. But thunderstorm takes a toll on our life. For the past few years’ thunderstorm killed many lives in my country because of the sudden whether pattern change. Many farmers died when they were working in the paddy field. The thunderbolt struck on them, killing them. I trembled in fear when I was inside the car or bus at that time. Because, car is a metal objects and lightening can travel through from one source to another. I learned that cars are not safe at all. Most often thunderstorm strikes on people while they are work outside or do outdoor activities.  |
| Prompt: Include the following words in your entry: chocolate, cherry, strawberry, sundae, pit. I like chocolate ice-creams With a cherry on its top With caramelized strawberries My mouth never stops The deep pit sundae cups makes me smile and thumbs up But I hate when it fall to my dress drip drops |
| Doubt and fear The monsters Swallowing my spirits Crushing my ambitions Fell me down into the pit I want to free myself from the doubts embrace And go up around the bend to leave my fears behind |
| Merry, marry, cabbage, petunia and fireworks. The creepy night alighted With the fluorescent lights of fireworks Like the field of purple petunia in the night sky Like the canvas of van hog’s painting’s Beneath the fireworks beside a cabbage field A boy and a girl merrily married while the stars sings lullabies |
| If in the event of your own demise, have you considered what happens to your writing here on WDC? Does your family know how to access it? Or would you rather they not see your writing? I know I keep saying I'll get around to it. First my condolence for our blogger Cheri Annemos   . May her soul rest in peace. Yes, this is question to think about. No matter how old we are. Some die early and some later. But at the end we all going die. It’s a phenomenon that we cannot avoid. And we don’t know when and how. I have some digital stuff for example: Writing.com, WhatsApp, Skype, g mail, Facebook, Pinterest, viver and many that are protected by password. But I mostly use gmail, Writing.com and Facebook. My sister knows that I have Writing.com account. But she doesn’t know my password. I am thinking that I will make a list of the log-on names, passwords in a diary before I gone. So that if I die my family members will access and explore my account. |
Deep shadows fell over the city When I was left off the bus Bulbs flickering with the voltages of electricity I could see a drench crow, flying low towards the trees high Dry leaves, flags, festoons dancing by with the gusty winds In the blink of an eye Corrugated roof fly across the sky A ferocious Nor’wester storm visited yesterday Left trees, electric poles and billboards uprooted April, dear April, pour your rain through and through Upon the thirsty earth below upon the young Jack fruits, berries, litchis, mango Help the red vibrant Royal Poinciana flowers bloom |
| love of two crows -"O crow how shiny your eyes are! Like the beams in the star The silhouettes of your feathers Shines like the velvety far"  -"caw caw really! Thank you" -"O crow did you ever taste Mashed potato?" "(Mashed potato) ya, ya, ya, ya... I tasted them once It burned my throat.. my lunge, my esophagus" "O crow did you know how to dance?" "Ya, ya, ya, ya I can do; when I get a chance" -"So, (It's the latest) come on, baby get up on your tail now come on, baby let’s go party" -"wait a minute, wait a minute do you think I am OK in black outfit" "Ya, ya, ya, ya.... You look gorgeous in black Don’t be sorry being a bird of black You the light in my darkness Don't you know that you're my good luck Now come on baby let’s go party Let’s dance together spreading wings Releasing sorrows and pains to the unknown land Let’s dance with the beat through and through |
| ill concession corpse weed berry matrix eye eavesdrop S-P-R-I-N-G Spring is here with thousand blooming flowers; In corpse branches, I could see the sprouted leaves The northern wind blows passing through the new born leaves; The matrix of life awakening in every corner. Honeybees, butterflies eavesdrop on the wind rustling; The little children’s plucking berries and cherries The cuckoos coo hiding behind leafy trees The farmers planting new crops wipe out the weeds The warmth of sun is like the concession from heaven Like the soothing vibrancy in nature’s eye The re-incarnation of mother earth gives our heart pleasure |
On the Same Page-- Meaning: Thinking alike or understanding something in a similar way with others. Curiosity Killed The Cat- Meaning: Typically said to indicate that any further investigation into a situation may lead to harm. Hear, Hear-- Meaning: A shout of agreement, or to draw attention to a speaker. A Dime a Dozen-- Meaning: Something that is extremely common. Steven Hawkins a man of wonder He knew many things that one can’t ponder He was not a dime a dozen He warned us that aliens and human are not at the same page He assumed that alien’s will come one day From the planets trillions miles away So don't contact with the aliens if you want to live do we stop contact with them? No; for Curiosity Killed the Cat Hear, Hear aliens are coming to rules over our earth |
| integration limited sensitive item scream withdraw I wrote this poem using the above words. I know my poem seems a little off beat but I try to write a poem about International Women's day. The world is becoming a less safe place for women For one in three women experience violence each day Many of us silence around rape and sexual abuses For we are sensitive, so emotional and defenseless They (our male counterpart) made us scream and they made us cry They treated us badly They heartening our heart They valued us like an item but all men are not so bad we are mother we are daughter, we are entrepreneur we can help reduce the distance far and near so girls don’t ever be little girls break the barrier if you can do try to be a women No matter what may comes in your way Integrated yourself with the education ray Stand up, speak aloud head up high throwing the fear into the vast sky never buried the dirt inside of you express your pains through the #Me Too the road seems rough but not limited so never say “I withdraw” look up to the brand new direction. |
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