Thoughts on poetry, and a new poem!

Heya..

I've been reading and writing poetry a lot, lately. I got inspired to do so by a scholastic book, "How to write poety". I read different forms of poems. Though, I've read free verse poems i.e. the poems which do not rhyme, I was never very interested in them. But I was very wrong, in thinking that free verse poems are not as good as rhyming poems. I have read a lot different poems on various topics, ranging from reading to solitude. Infact, I have written 2 free verse poems! (:

The first one is about a summer camp, that I went to in 2008, and it was a lot of fun. Here it is-

My days at summer camp

Making little X-mas trees,
From paper and confetti.
Splashing around the pool,
Floating and swimming.
Staining clothes
While making pottery.
Trying a hand
At basketball;
Winning silver medal
In badminton.
Putting my heart and soul on paper,
While I drew.
Whispering and giggling
While learning yoga.
Singing a song in chorus,
With the beats of congo.
Dancing on the
Latest dance number.
Roller-skating,
Round the rink.
A rude girl,
Like villian in the story.
A sweet friend,
A little younger than me.

Holidays..

Hey!

I haven't written on my blog, for a while. My cousins are here, since their exams got over recently. We had a lot of fun in the past few days, like we went to Mc Donald's twice. And, we went to dinner, and a video game parlour, though I didn't play anything. I and Vinayak, stay up till late, reading, talking, or writing in our own journals. We also stack our room with eatables, and have a kind of midnight feast. (:

I taught English to 9th class today. I have holidays till15 April, and as surprising as it may sound, "I hate holidays". I get bored at home. I finished reading "the last song" by Nicholas Sparks. I have a neutral opinion about it, it didn't appeal to me, as much as I wanted it to.
now, I've started "The Alchemist" by Paolo Coelho,  it seems to be a nice book. I had a misconception, that all his books are philosophical, and not my type. But, I'm liking the book, this far.

that's all. Bye..

I'm back! (;

Hey everyone!

I know that, I earlier wrote that I won't be blogging anymore. But, I've changed my mind, because I realized that it was a stupid decision. Anyways, about this post. I tried to write a story whose first chapter is up on my blog, but I couldn't find any interesting storyline appearing in my head, so I've started a new story! (:

The only thing that I can share right now about the story is the names of the protagonists: Amy Delacroix and Kevin Gray. I didn't start writing stories until November 2013, as I thought that I wouldn't be able to write something good enough. But, I guess we shouldn't  do anything by other's idea of "good", rather by our own feeling of satisfaction.

That's all ! (;

Important announcement

Hey everyone..

First of all, thanks to anyone who ever read anyone of my blogs, I am really glad you took time to read my musings. (:
I have decided that I am going to discontinue blogging. I myself don't know if it's a permanent decision or a temporary one.
But, I am sure that I am not going to write anything here anytime soon. Thanks again for reading.

Love,
Annanya

Olive: cutest puppy EVER!

Hi!

I felt like updating my blog, since my exams just got over yesterday. Despite the awesome fact, that exams are over and I "should" be happy, I'm not happy at all. I know that I must be appearing a pessimistic person to you, but there IS a reason that I'm not happy. The reason is that my youngest pet, Olive who is a 2 months old German Shepherd puppy is diagnosed with Parlov.

I've been doing a little research on this virus, and its very fatal. You could say kind of like cancer for humans. I'm worried about her, she's the cutest little puppy EVER!
I'm not able to upload her  pic on this post, but I can assure you that the pre-mentionened fact (she's the cutest pup) is absolutely true.

The symptoms of this diease are vomiting, dehydration, loss of appetite etc.

Please pray for Olive.:(

Love,
Punya/Anya

The Dream: a poem

Here's another poem, but I wrote it earlier, so it might not be as good in vocabulary as the other poems... nevertheless,  its my favourite!
and, I wrote it at 1 am, its strange how I get ideas at unusual times...

the Dream

in a dreamy world
up high in the sky,
With wings as white as snow,
I could fly.

I played about with the clouds,
and saw the chirping birds...
I Saw the whole world,
as in a fairybtale I'd heard.

There were many puzzles to solve,
in a world that seemed like a maze.
But, I just floated high,
and peacefully gazed...

Morning: a poem

Hey everyone!

I just wrote a new poem recently, and I decided to share it.

Morning

The rustling of leaves in the morning breeze
The chirping of birds, high up in the trees.

The faint light of dawn spreading in the sky,
The view of clouds drifting by.

The noisy creaks of opening of doors.
Mothers getting up, to start homely chores.

Some children still in bed, groaning and grumbling.
Others running around, tripping and stumbling.

Sun ascends the horizon, starting a new day.
Some having a cup of tea or coffee, to get on their way.

People get ready for work, children wear their uniforms,
Everyone subconsciously following nature's norms.