If I were ... ♥

If I were her twin

Image from Google images

From a single womb,

to grow every day together,

to be all the ages with you

troubling every now and then.

Like a mirror in front,

When all the 'I' and 'You' are 'Ours'

Doubling the joys and dividing the blues,

My sister you are, indeed the bestie.

Twenty fingers to tickle,

four arms to hug tight,

twin bodies with a single soul,

we will have 'us'.

To whisper or blabber out,

to spill the beans, to argue,

you are never alone,because

just another 'you' are here.

Together, to dream for the stars,

make footprints and pass milestones

specially crafted in His hands,

as a lively shadows,unique and gifted.

I wish, If I were your 'Twin'...

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PS : Dedicated to my best friend Ammu who has been playing the roles of sister and brother, guide, critic and at other times like a clown to make me laugh when I am mood off. We had dreamed several times that if we were twins, and when I got the prompt "If I were..", I have no doubt about what to choose.:)  I am lucky, I have the world's best "friend".

the black cat

image taken from google images

When eyes were just shut

being blind, in the darkest,

a moving black shadow.

Turned my blind eye,

to the witches in disguise.

It was not mere dream.

Wild noises, bright eyes

neither slept nor awake,

heart squeezed out every now.

My breath counts, who was

that to follow me, night mares.

Fearful indeed, groans !

all my ears :)

Ears on, they hears you,

not on worthless, but on real men,

delighted you be 

LiFe in Laughs

(Thanks dear Ammu for the snap)

 

Beyond the waves of dreams

In life, I could find me

Resting on the shore of blues

I am alive, I can breathe

some good air..

Bigger is the field out there

So many puppy faces

Grimaces or happy ??

they are around..

I bid welcome grimaces,

because I know that,

its going to be a happy end,

flaring up the tempest

of laughs,that dig cheeks.

Loving the hues..

Life is really pretty...

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Ahead is the end

Just one more week to swipe out

For another year

In the third Millennium

Year of family farming...

PS: This is my first attempt of ‘Tanka’ , a classical genre of Japanese poetry, which consists of  31 syllables as 5-7-5-7-7 with no concept of rhyme in it.This post is actually inspired from the real toads, but late to link the post.Also linked to our world tuesday.

Finally, the post is meant to bid adieu 2013 and welcome 2014, the International year of family farming and crystallography as designated by United Nations.

☺ Have a very Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year ☺

a Verse SpongeD

 

Like those memories

memories were pretty

pretty were the days

days have passed

passed in the history

history of our lives

lives as we lived

lived as it is heaven

heaven is here

here there are taxonomies

taxonomies of green and non green

non green are sponges

  

sponges are polyporuses

polyporuses have scaly caps

caps fanned out

out in the dead woods

  woods smell not fresh

fresh but like very green

green as it is green old

 old painting on the planet

 On getting my camera back after repair works, I was waiting for something to shoot on. Thus the day arrived...!!! Today, I was in a good mood to click on anything and then I got this interesting fungus (Polyporus squamosus).I got to know about this from my mother who is a botanist!!!
 Taxonamical information of this fungi is given below, have a quick look at it.

Image taken from google images

Scientific classification 

Kingdom:  Fungi

Phylum:    Basidiomycete

Class:       Agaricomycetes

Order:      Polyporales

Family:    Polyporaceae

Genus:     Polyporus

Species:   P.squamosus

Synonyms : 

Dryad's saddle, Polypore ecailleux, Schuppiger porling, Pheasant's mushroom, Hawk's wing

(In Greek mythology, dryad is a tree dwelling nymph, also known as a tree spirit. As Polyporus squamosus looked like a saddle that one of these tree spirits would sit on, it is named so.!!!)

Finally, it's just from a few clicks that I could learn about this parasitic fungi species which plays a key role in decomposing dead trees in woodland, thus maintaining the ecosystem. So every single creature have their own role in Earth and so you also. Play your role and have a great day...

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