Poems and Poets

Different. It is said Whether Destined or Desired, They don’t know But She is Different. It’s a Longing, For something unforeseen, that She has It’s A need that cannot be Culled, Or cured or confiscated or commandeered; It’s A sentiment, That cannot be stripped That cannot be seized It is a sentiment that grows Unruly, restless, climbing through her Threatening to escape through every breath, To Pour out with every conversation To prove her wrong, To prove her different But the drive, the dedication, the desire she has Shouldn’t be destroyed for the difference. Shouldn’t be ripped apart, piece by piece For the person that she is Nor should everything be shredded, From her values to her beliefs, From her success to her strength Merely, Merely, For her Difference. But torn apart, she will be And left untouched She will never be She is the difference. Not just that Here, she is the crime The secret, the oppre

Hey everyone, I'm back for another Saturday Snapshot! My mini-series on Russia has ended (At least for now), so I have some pictures of a short trip we took to Jaipur a few years ago. I'm linking up at Melinda's blog for Saturday Snapshot this week. Inside a fort Hotel Courtyard Have any of you been to Jaipur? Maybe somewhere else in India? Let me know in the comments below!

Realize the Despondence Sorrowful melodies ricochet off the ears, Of the tone-deaf slaves Whose brittle bones and skins of dust, Blend into the soil they sow Gorgeous scenes never reach the eyes, Of the colour-blind slaves, Whose work shades their eyes From the beauty of their world Detritus that is art, Screeches that are music, Remain unrealized by the slaves Subject to a life of labour, Exploited into believing that they work voluntarily, Returning home to a tedium of family and biased information, The slave remains trapped in their cell To change their lives, I would like From an acceptance of monotony, To a realization of despondence To visit their hearts, I would like, Realize their despondence, And carry it with me To open their eyes, I would like, To the magnificence of a scene, In all its spectacular glory To change their despondence, To an embrace of culture, I would hope to accomplish To let them se

Hey, everyone! Whew- it's been a while since I've done one of these! I probably won't do one every week, but I'll try my best to get one in at least every two weeks. IMWAYR is hosted by Kathry @ Book Date Here's what I've been reading this week: I finished reading " The Gene " by Siddhartha Mukherje . It's a non-fiction about the evolution of the study of genetics. It took me a really long time to get through this one! I started reading " India After Gandhi" by Ramchandra Guha . The book is a comprehensive history of post-independence India. Normally, this period is considered a part of the present, never studied in classes- or even colleges. This one is also going to take a while! For some lighter reading, I've picked up "Ask the Passengers " by A.S. King , I'm currently reading this one. I've barely  made any progress though- so I'll let you know how it is next time! How has your

Hey guys! It's been a long time, boy, does life get busy! I'm doing my best to get out at least one post a week from now on though, so hopefully, you'll all be hearing more from me! I decided to start off with a post I already had the content for- a Saturday Snapshot! I'm joining Melinda @ West Metro Mommy Reads for this post. Hermitage Museum @ Winter Palace General Staff Building, Former home of General of Imperial Army Panorama of Palace Square Have you been to Russia? Perhaps you're from St. Petersburg? Let me know in the comments below!