Where Did The Weekend Go??? #OctPoWriMo Day 7

Written for: “OctPoWriMo” prompt for Day 7

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So many things to do and so little time,

Two full days, but they breeze past,

Like it was never there,

And their this ephemeral nature,

Gives such a bad feeling and name to Monday

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You feel like painting, you wait for weekend,

You feel like playing guitar,

Play with its strings and soothe them down,

You feel artistic and want to cuddle with,

Those Origami tessellations,

And those paper quilling creations,

You feel like drinking the words,

From books you’ve bought but not read yet,

And yet again you wait for the weekend

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The desires pile up and impatience bottles up,

On a Friday, it’s so near yet so far,

Finally the weekend arrives but,

The urge to sleep a ‘bit’ more arises,

The household chores suddenly peek from nowhere,

The hot cup of coffee is gulped in haste,

It’s a race against clock, who will win?

The half day gone, quarter weekend gone,

And the thirst is not quenched yet,

Impatience is replaced by lethargy,

Planned things never happen, you think,

Half of them will be carried forward,

Next time I will not plan anything,

Let things take their own course,

But yet again on the next day, Monday,

You start planning for the coming weekend,

You can’t help it, thinking at least this time,

This time the plan will fructify.

— @pbkulkarni

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Dear Art – Thank You…

Thank You my dear Art.

 

You take me into trance and teach me how to forget my sorrows.

You give me strength and fresh energy to fight the evil in and outside me.

I don’t need any pills or drinks to get over the gloom, when I am with you.

You teach me my limitations and let me know of my strengths too.

You have it all in you, what the worldly sages preach.

  1. You have sorrow – to tell me that happiness isn’t the only thing
  2. You have happiness – to tell me sadness is just a phase
  3. You have discipline – you teach me that through lots of things
  4. You have impartiality – of treating every note and every stroke equally
  5. You have morality – of keeping things as clean and simple as one can
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Art is a form of God,

Or Nature for an atheist,

That makes us realize

The boundaries of our reach

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You learn a note on guitar,

But you have hundreds to learn,

Even after those hundred,

You have finesse to work on

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Take any art in this World,

You are never thorough in it,

You feel saturation is reached,

And something new stands in front

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The wise say it rightly,

Learning never stops in life,

The nature is full of learning,

And you have just started

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You learn and practice an art,

And you will come to know,

How small you are in this world,

There’s lot to reach in this world.

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