Word High July:Paraluman



Expressive adoration

Creative provocation

Subtle forms

Unchained of norms

Sentiments flow

Colors glow

Animals trees

Veiled breeze

Eyes through life

Unseen plights

Despondent joy

A scene of Troy

Portraits yore

Myths Folklore

Aria of heart

Blissful art


-r prab


(Source of above Image : Google )

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Word High July: Kaulayaw


Trees resurrected

Geometrically perfected

Symbols abstract

Orderly , Intact

Silently speak

Voices antique

Wisdom thrives

Eternally immortalised

Universe condensed

Papers incensed

Solitude fills

Anticipation, thrills

Mirth O’ grief

Imaginations deep

Intimate storyteller


Companion Profound

Gets one drowned

Into different worlds

While in sofa, curled!


-r prab


Footnotes: Books, I find, are great companions. Although I do believe it is people who are actually the most intimate companions.There was a conflict going on in my mind whether to use this word prompt to praise books or to write about a memorable relationship from past; but after reading Sneha’s poem, titled ‘A Friend’, in which she has beautifully expressed her adoration for books, I got excited and decided to write about books too!


(Source of the above image: Harrietdevine )

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Word High July: Marahuyo


When I think of ‘Marahuyo’- to be enchanted– I can only think of one thing; Nature! When I studied Science I realized Nature is the greatest scientist. When I studied Engineering, I realized, Nature is the greatest Engineer. When I studied Mathematics I realized Nature is the greatest Mathematician, and when I tried to learn art, I realized Nature is the greatest artist!

Who can escape the magnanimity, artistry, sophistication, charm, beauty, power, fierceness, and wisdom that Nature endows in Herself?

For today’s word, I want to dedicate the poem by William Wordsworth, one of the distinguished admirers of Nature, in which he tells about getting enchanted at the sight of the beautiful daffodils. In the last stanza, he says, ‘I kept on gazing mesmerized, thinking what benefit the view had brought to me’ Then he realizes that the remembrance of that vision brought him a feeling of bliss and happiness! Evidently, nothing enchants more than the marvels of Nature. Here is his poem, I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud

I wandered lonely as a Cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and Hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden Daffodils;
Beside the Lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

I gazed–and gazed–but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the Daffodils


(Source of above image:  LindaBeachStudio )

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Word High July: Siping


The woman he direly craved

Was killed in war previously razed

To avenge he joined King’s army troop

And in the war the rival group

He attacked fiercely; them erased

With fatal blows, madly, unfazed

And when the war was won; he

Quenched; Set his soul free

The passionate lover valiant brave

Eternally lied beside her in grave


– r prab


(Source of above image: Wikimedia )

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Word High July: Balintataw


The artist sketching a


Wouldn’t draw his


Because through the pupil


Will awaken the soul


And make the beast



-r prab


(Source of Above Sketch: Fine Arts America )

(I composed this from the reminiscences of a story I read in the past where an artist in all his paintings would refrain from drawing the eyes of the dragon, fearing that giving them eyes will be like making them alive. ..If soul symbolizes life then surely its power emanates through the pupil… I have often felt it when trying to sketch faces.. The moment you draw the pupil, the face becomes animated at once..as if it just got a soul! )


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Word High July : Harana

The Prince and the Maiden


In the palace of yore

States an ancient folklore

There was a maiden who loved to dance

And a Prince would stealthily glance

Her demeanor abound in  grace

Brought a smile on Prince’s face.

One day in the morning when

The prince was walking in garden

Saw the maiden with surprise

Tears falling from her eyes

Why do you cry O dear one

Tell me what wrong has been done

I’m the prince of this land

You are safe in my hand

O dear Prince a sparrow bird

Is my beloved since year third

And it is only his sweet voice

Which my soul utmost rejoice

It’s been ten days my dear bird

Has not been seen or heard

(and anxiety pains my heart)

Prince in passion at once said

O dear maiden he’s not dead

Go to the jungle to the west

On the old tree; he’s taking rest

The maiden happy at these words

Went in hope to find her bird

And when the maiden was gone

The Prince to himself transformed

Into a sparrow and then flew

Hiding from the maiden’s view

Perched upon that tree old

About which he, to her had told

And to woo the maiden then

With passion began to sing

The maiden  heard the melody faint

Filled with love,affection, quaint

Quickly she then walked to the tree

And then sparrow in glee

Circled her with a welcome warm

Back on her face came the charm

The folklore says ever since then

The Prince never transformed again

He was happy being a sparrow

Who can help when hit by Cupid’s arrow?


-r prab

( Source of the above image : Artfire )

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Word High July: Humaling


Though a medical man by task,

But few patients came, alas

So while waiting one to arrive

Bloomed his deep fondness to write.


A Study in Scarlet, his first tale

About a detective without a fail

Thrilled the readers down to the bones

And bravo! The world had Sherelock Holmes!


– r prab


(This is a tribute to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, the man who created Sherlock Holmes! Doyle, by profession, was a physician and this fact has ever fascinated me that it was while waiting for the patients to arrive, who came very rarely, his extreme fondness towards writing stories got a chance to prosper. He composed A Study in Scarlet, the first novel which introduced Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson to the world. It was published in 1880. Doyle later said he was inspired by his University professor Joseph Bell, considered to be a pioneer of ‘forensic pathology’- using science for criminal investigation, to create the character of Sherlock Holmes.  I would say, if you have an extreme fondness towards doing something, it finds its way to bloom anyways! The above painting that I made is after referring the image of Conan Doyle’s writing room, which I found on Wikimedia.)


Arthur Conan Doyle’s writing room, Groombridge, UK


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