Betrayal

I wonder,

Why some girls fall for nice words!

Why they look for mesmerizing words?

Why they can’t take even slight criticism?

Even the silliest remarks look so mean

Despite all attention, they moan

They aren’t being cared

They can shout, but can’t take a shout

They fall for someone

And then lures the one to world of love

Then they think of future

The glossy picture of luxury

They feel distances are too much

And they need someone by side all the time

Despite all the love and emotions

They decides with realm of practicality

They don’t have patience to wait

They need instant happiness like instant coffee

They move on as if nothing happened

Forgetting that they took initiative

Believing that men have heart built with stones

Not to be hurt or broken

Feeling they will move on just like that

While these ladies find the glow in some other

They forget the ones who love from heart

Always brags about the new exciting

So passionate that they will fight with anyone

Who raise a word against them?

When it comes to love , they are daring

They play all the games of feelings

The dramas of heavenly commitment

When it comes to marriage, they play safe

They feel they can’t hurt family

Says a sorry and moves on

Embracing the riches of successful men

The same old story that men face

When they are nothing

When they got only love, hope, and determination

They never get a chance or time to put up a fight

They have to see the girls walking away

Towards the glitz and glamour of new life

As if they don’t have any feelings

Behind the beautiful smiles and exquisite words

These girls hide crooked intentions

They love the fun of romance

They love the bunch of care

But they carry knives in the brains

To pierce the hearts of those who love them

While they dance to tunes of excitement

In their new lives

They are classy and dignified in society

Play acting the roles of perfect wives

They don’t even remember their former love

Trust, last thing to expect from them

Commitment is like new clothes

Tears down as it get old for new one

They need someone when they are down

To make them laugh and heal

Once healed, they fly with some other

With the ease of shopping in mall

These girls make even the innocent men

To become rude and cruel out of pain

Causing suffering to countless others

They ruin the lives of innocence

As they leave the men with urge of vengeance

Silence isn’t weakness

It’s just a state of forgiveness

Though these girls don’t deserve it

I wrote this for countless men who are betrayed by greedy girls who leave them in lurches in search of luxury. Read more poetries of amazing poets at oneshotpoetry . Images courtsey :  .istockphoto & image.shutterstock 

Soul Trainer

I am a soul trainer,

I train bereaved souls,

I fix their broken wings,

I make them fly again high in the sky,

The joy of watching them fly is precious.

Images courtesy : i.dailymail   & pathfinderpat 

Payback Time

Time

I wasted time all my life

I was lazy and idle all the time

I kept thinking about the time

I didn’t realize that time was flying

While I was getting older with time

I always had a feeling about the time

That I have lot of time on my side

Until I found that, I am short on time

To achieve something in short-time

I became so desperate about time

I wished for some more time

I asked for some more time

But, I wasn’t given any inch of time

As destiny, don’t have time to wait

Told me to grow up with time

So that I don’t miss out another time

While I walk with my new time

I wish to kick my old time

And I m cursing all those lost time

Now I am trying to outwit the time

By building a new destiny that time can’t beat

Images courtesy :  lawyerswithdepression  &  wired 

Freebird

I am happy

As I have no expectations

No worries and nothing to wait for

Now I am free like a bird, wishing to fly around

To see the smiles of nature and to spread the smiles

Images courtesy : hooah & img3.visualizeus

Broken Dreams

I was so happy in those green cloudy hills

A storm squeezed my dreams to silence

Now, take away the corpses of my dreams

It’s stinking inside my broken heart

It’s dead and rotting in this idle morning

Last night, it bid adieu to my numb heart

I may slam it heartless for the excuses

I may hate it for leaving me in mid-way

But I know, I could do nothing about it

I will let the fate to feed upon my hopes

Like the scavengers feeding on leftovers

Now, I have a new sky, a new barren path

It’s forced upon me, but I take the blame

And I am walking towards a new destiny

Images courtesy : 1.bp.  &  denijsdesign 

Somehopes

Somewhile ago, I had lost all hope and was in tears

Something, told me to keep fighting to win you back

Somewise words rejuvenated my aims with new vigor

Somebody get me a short cut to catch the lost time

Sometimes, I keep my trust in intuition than in fate

Sometime, that is what I need now to catch some air  

Somedeal, I need it badly to settle myself down soon

Someway, I hope you will find a path to get to my side

Someday, surprisingly, we will get back together, I feel  

Somehow, beating all the odds with will of our hearts

Somewhen, when you will be with me, I have a surprise

Someplace, I want to take you to, green and cloudy, also

Somewhere, on a beach, to enjoy the glow of sunshine

Somewhat, in a hilarious mood with graceful relief in eyes   

 Images thanks to : dangerousandbeautiful & technoparktoday

Snakes

Scary looks hypnotizes senses of preys

Nasty hiss can drain away the confidence

Angry chases are hard to evade with survival

Kings of deadly poisons, bad enemy to have in life

Escape is beyond question if it bites with vengeance

Slice of luck and time is required to negate the poison  

Well this poem is inspired by the images shown by Suzy Gneist. Images thanks to :     http://www.derm.qld.gov.au

Crazy Apple

Aliza rushed to home in a hurry after learning that a lady has already taken her 2-year-old son home. She was as worried as she had not entrusted anyone take him home, though she knew that she will get late after her board meeting. She was very anxious and her mind was dancing to the tunes of fear and negative thoughts. She became curious as she saw the door being left open rather casually. She became more worried as she saw the lady-sandals lying on the hall. On the couch, there was ladies bag and found that someone has messed the wall with lipstick. She was sure that, it might be the handy work of Andrewz, her son. She was relieved that, he might be there somewhere in the house. However, she was worried about this mysterious lady. Who might be this lady, she wondered!

 Aliza always had suspected her husband Keithson of having affair with one of his business executives. But, he is now in shanghai for a business trip and he had called her just half an hour ago to tell that he will get back after two days. She wondered if it is her sister or even her mother. However, both of them are at Chicago for attending the wedding of her cousin, which she skipped as she had this board meeting. She was shocked when she entered her room. She was always obsessed about keeping her room well arranged and always fought with her husband about being so untidy. Her bed literally looked like a jungle of ladies attires. She thought it might be the handiwork of the naughty boy. He always loves messing the stuffs in the house.

Aliza checked other rooms to see where they are. While she entered the guest room, she found the TV playing out some weird fashion shows. She felt very angry after seeing her book being kept in a disgusting manner with a half-bitten apple over it on the table. She has kept it like a treasure for years as her favorite author Delwick Hainez signed it. Now she is very much in a mood to slap the lady, no matter who it is. She found the door to the backyard left wide open. Therefore, she went to the backyard and her eyes fumed with vengeance as she found that her roses are not there anymore. She cared her roses like her like anything in her free time. She found a football lying on the lawn. It literally looked like a narrow pond as water kept flowing from the hose.

Aliza moved to her little forest. She wanted to have the feel of a forest in her backyard, so she planted so many trees and now it looks perfectly like a small forest. She found toys of her son on her way. She started worrying as she felt something has happened to her son. She walked faster towards a small pond inside her forest. She saw the footprints of both of them. She moved along that direction. From distance, she saw a hot lady in a wet towel, which somehow covered her assets. The lady was looking up towards a tree. She was like pleading. She looked towards the tree and she was shocked. Her little son had climbed that small tree somehow.

Aliza ran towards the tree while screaming, baby hold on the branch. The lady turned around with a jerking reaction. She thought it was some stranger. Before she could scream, she realized that its someone she knows. Aliza felt relieved as well. She said, I would take care of you later, first let me bring down my kid. After much cajoling, they both somehow managed to bring down Andrewz. Aliza hugged him, and kissed him. She was crying. Suddenly the lady told her, I am sorry. I was having a shower. By the time I got out of the bathroom, I did not see Andrewz in the house, so I was searching for him all around and I found him here. Luzy, I do not need any explanation, you could have called me and informed that you are taking him home. Aliza, when I came here you were not here and I felt that you would be late to pick him up.

It took a while for both of them to get over the shock of what they have gone through. After cleaning up the premises, they shared coffee in the kitchen, laughing at the horror they faced. Aliza asked Luzy, why you came without informing me? Well, I wanted to give you a surprise. What surprise? I am getting married to your brother! I came to invite you. How dare you? Where is that little rascal, Benton? He sent me to tell you this first. Luzy, you did not come with a surprise, you had shocked me through the whole eve.  Well, why did you say no when he proposed you last year? Aliza, then we had a fight and I was very angry with him then. Well he came around, apologized couple of months back, and then we decided to get married. Well Luzy, I am happy for both of you. We were best of friends for years and now we are going to be family. However, I am not going to let you go just like that for messing my home.

Aliza, by the way, what were you thinking when you found all these ladies items? Luzy, you I was having way too many suspicious thoughts. However, I was sure that, someone I know did these. Well, Aliza, I am sorry. I did this prank on you. It was not Andrewz; I did all this to get you mad. Actually, I kept him on the tree and told him to keep hold of tree. Therefore, when you came, it just looked as if he did everything. Well, it took lot of bribing to get him do this final act. Gave lot of chocolates and asked for more even while sitting on the tree. Luzy, that is cruel, you played with my boy’s safety. Well Aliza, you may not know, your hubby makes him climb these small trees when he gets free time. Actually, it was his plan to scare you a bit. You devils, Aliza screamed and both of them broke into laughter, even as Andrew was busy in messing the floor with coffee! 

I am still a naive short story writer. My first love is obviously poetry. I am looking forward for suggestions from all of you to improve my craft in short story writing. This story is inspired by the image/prompt at  magpietales  blog carnival. Please visit to read others tales. Thanks :) 

I want to go

I want to go

To a far away land

To live as a perfect stranger

As I look into a hollow future

I wish to sew it down with twains of hope

While walking through the strange streets of masses

I want to go

To an abandoned sea shore

To talk to the waves and the sand

As I wish to distract myself

From a past, that haunts me every day

I wish to start my life from the scratch somewhere

I want to go

To a frightening villa

To shed all my fears to the darkness

As I wish to see scary ghosts

To learn about their agonizing experiences

That prompted them to be blood-sucking spirits at nights

I want to go

To raft down a violent river

To play with the thrill of life at the edge

  

As I wish to be in a team game

Fighting for a common cause with all might

And to feel the egoist-spirit after taming the river

I want to go

To a humor festival

To laugh on my knees as they crack jokes

As I find joy in faces all around

I wish to fill my heart with new dreams

While writing about the cheerful images I have seen

I want to go

To drench in a rainforest

To shed all the tears in the stream of rain

As I wish to baptize all my sins

By embracing, the divine drops of rain from the sky

While searching for new meanings for the torture called life

Well, i wished write something different from my usual style.Images courtesy: media-cdn.tripadvisor &  topnews & 0.tqn & newton007 & rafting & naveedmahbub

Hope

High times follow the dreadful times,show patience when life turns rougH
Optimistic actions pave the way ahead,while hastiness can turn you zerO
Peel away the insecurities of the heart, by putting effort and not giving uP

Erase all your fear of losing, by burning your heart with desire to achievE

This poem is written for participating in  bridgetchumbley blog carnival. Visit the site for reading other writers pieces of work. Images thanks to:mentalhelp  falloutofline.files 

I love you

I wish to share my
Life with you, though
Odds are against us
Voice of my heart is
Earnestly inviting
You to join me
On a journey through
Umpteen seasons




 This acrostic has eight letters. But i like this one alot. So i posted in acrosticonly as poet's choice.

Shame

Showing some kind of

Heartfelt remorse over actions

Allays the bad image

Made over the years

Earnest apology for mistakes 

Prompt #11 at acrosticonly blog carnival. Image courtesy : composedvolcano

Get Well Soon

Galaxy of well-wishers

Earnestly lend ears

To hear from you

Words of relief

Elaborating feelings

Longs to see you smiling

Languidly to mark the recovery

Scores of faithful prayers may bring

Odor of divine blessings from heaven to

Optimize your desire to be back on your feet

Nectars of belief may get you colors of life soon

Visit oneshotpoetry to read fellow writers poetry. Thanks. :)

North

New bride brimming with hopes and dreams

Oddly entered the husband’s home with left foot

Raging mother in law  

Told her son to out-law

His Inauspicious wife from home and life 

*In india bride is supposed to enter her  husband's home with her right foot as part of custom and traditional beliefs. Well, that itself is a ceremony. Bride is given a traditional lamp to carry with her while entering home, down south. This limerick is written on prompt# 8 in acrosticonly blog carnival .Image courtesy : e-wanka

St Beer

It smells yuck

It tastes bitter

But its divine drink

For die-hard followers

When the air is hot

It can quench the thirst

And silence the senses

Friends on couch

Snacks on table

Stbeer on glasses

Makes friends party

Cheers mate!

A cool company

During sleepless nights

Watching night games

With friends

Friends’ gives dares

Fellows gulp bottles

Of heavenly Stbeer

To prove mettle

In the end

After heavy drinks

It’s time for snake dance

With senses out of order

Walks like swaying snake

Even ends up with

customary vomiting session

Stbeer gifts big belly

For belly dance

Budweiser, Carlsberg,

Castle lager, Coors light,

Foster, Guinness,

Heineken, Kingfisher

Miller Lite, Sam Adams

Stbeer lives in countless souls

Partner for all seasons
Prayer to forget pain
For all those who love

Bit of fun

Well this poem is for all those who love beer. Drink less and keep yourself healthy. 

Images courtesy : alwayshungryny & rlv.zcache

Help Please

Curious guys looked towards the old villa

As they saw the glimpse of new resident  

Mini skirt made her hotty  

Naughtily she turned her booty  

With wrinkled smile, she said, please help to move stuffs

This limerick is based on this image#prompt for participating in magpietales & thursday-13  blog carnivals. Please visit to read other writers interesting works. Thanks :) No offence. 

Anxiety

Get me some killing words

 Good enough to be drugs

That could freeze my heart

 As anxiety is carving out

Breathe away from my soul




Image courtesy: healthycrunch

Children

Chirpy voices that makes home lively

Holders of baton of future for parents

Instruments that play rhythm of life

Lake of innocence that charms hearts

Dream of ten months, colors of a lifetime

Regarded as gift from god, to care and love  

Eagerly waits to grow up to be like their idols

Names to rely on when age slows down the senses  

Written on prompt # children to participate in bridgetchumbley blog carnival. Visit to check out others creative writings. Thanks :) to  randomthoughtz for this lovely image. 

Education

Earning a degree

Defines the status

Underlines the potential

Casts as qualified

Although ill equipped

To face life

Industry need skilled

Our system creates

Naïve ambitious muggers

This is written on prompt# 10 'Education'  in acrosticonly blog carnival. Images thanks to : image.shutterstock  &  tristategeneralstore .

Event mis-Management

So, it’s going to be another crazy rush

Little time left to organize everything around

Done, nobody have any idea to fix this mess

So, it seems there will be huge bills to settle

Much of the chairs are crushed, so is the stage

To greet guests, there is a mad elephant waiting

Do nothing; the whole buffet is lying scattered 

This is written on prompt # "So little done so much to do" - last words of Cecil John. Please visit carryontuesdayprompt blog carnival to read others writings. Thanks :)  Image courtesy : s.ytimg .

Prank : Rakhi

A new office girl was irritated by the

Flirting and comments from her colleagues

Her friends arranged a party

She lured guys with love to the party   

Shocked them by tying rakhi’s in hands at party 

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*If a girl tie Rakhi on guy's hand , from then on she will consider him as brother.He is expected to treat her as sister and care her.Generally, girls tie rakhi on the hands of their brothers or those whom they consider as brothers. Images courtesy : thanks to  millionface  & gingerchai .

Rakhi

River of love between sisters and brothers

Are strengthened by a dam of divine knot

Keyed to the hands of brothers by sisters

Humble brothers swear to protect them always

Intimately, they gifts sisters for their prayers and love 

Today its Rakhi. This is my gift  to all those sisters who consider me as brother. Prompt#7 in  acrosticonly . Image courtesy : Thanks to greetings.webdunia & coolorkutscraps .

Pensive

Pile of thoughts nailed me in a wily looP

Egged me towards my forgotten desirE

Naïve heart chased a blind redemptioN

Settled for small wishes and silly glorieS

Instead of challenging the waves of alibI

Voices of emotions urged me to be a leV

Ending the era of losses towards ablazE

*Lev : Yiddish name meaning lion.*Alibi : regrets 

This poem is written on prompt # "pensive" for participating in the onesingleimpression blog carnival. Please visit to read other writer's works. Thanks :) Images courtesy : fc00.deviantart & an-cat-dubh

Dangerous

Dragging the life towards

An unknown path out of curiosity

Never presents pleasant journey

Gradual unveiling of shocking events

Encounters the mythical confidence

Rugged path and dodgy Samaritans

Outsources the act of terrifying for big sums

Urge of fighting injustice can turn fatal and ugly

Stay away from the corridors of crime, be safe !

This is written on prompt # "Dangerous" in onesingleimpression . Image courtesy : Thanks to dragoart .

Mouth Watering

Most

Outrageous

Urge

That

Humbles

Wild

Adults

Towards

Ever

Raunchy

Irresistible

Naughty

Goodies 

Written on prompt# 5 ‘ Mouth Watering’ in  acrosticonly blog carnival. Challenge:  One word per line. 

Images courtesy : celebrity-gossip   &  alpsports . 

Cash

Curse        for     poor

Agony       for     rich

Sensual     for     greedy

Housing    for     prosperity 

Written on prompt # 3 cash in acrosticonly blog carnival. Challenge: Three words per line.

Images courtesy : Thanks to onlineinvesting  & phototour.minneapolis