Live Before You’re Afraid To Die!


Would she ever have imagined this?

Quietly, patiently waiting for falling leaves,

A passion that consumes cannot last;

Not ahead, not behind, come beside!

After all, a dream is only an illusion;

Loathe thee loathing and not the person;

Was happy, then I wanted more!

I am Baked Alaska, cold inside.

I just want to feel loved;

She could not believe her eyes…

Pumpkin coffee, autumn leaves, sapphire sky;

Beautiful connections with strangers you meet!

Crash, Splash the world fell down,

Blanket the cold feed the poor!

Every time we meet, he smiles,

Embracing change is scary and exciting!


Love? No. Only delusions. Chasing illusions.

Ceaseless wonders reopen the mind’s eye!

Her’s wasn’t a happily ever after!

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It’s A Wonderful Life After All!


It’s  a wonderful life after all! 

Prayer changes my point of view;

Golden, rare, opportunity, where are you? 

Twigs crushed, table twisted, life begins,

It is sad that summer is over,


Images sprung out of my hands endlessly,

How can I keep this secret!

Breath of life, stench of death;

This is how it is, pal!


Empty suitcase, where do I begin?

Losing someone I never really had,

Love, sky, movies, mother, barbecue, wallflower;

Leaves fall, colors change, life evolves, 

Wait. Wait some more. Then submit!



Wet, they hung out the window;

Gradually, silence bloomed like a flower; 

Pacing but there is no escape,

May you be showered with happiness!


Her eyes had a charming twinkle!

With fanfare the waiting crowd arose,

In moonlight hope escapes the shadows,

Do clouds taste like cotton candy?

As tears rolled down her face… 

I stay up late to read!

She collected pretty corners of life,

One cold rainy starless wet night,

she endured his six hour monologue,

Few drops, cured, the thirst away;

A difference a day makes what?

We gently drifted into deep slumber!

I think not, she was freelance;

Quickening of days, relentless turning wheels,

Why air is so cold dry?

Trees in Autumn shed their tears;

Never had they felt so alone!



  1. This is a group poem created by 35 friends.
  2. Some of the friends belong to the Alumni Forum
  3. Thank you dear friends, you have made it a huge success!
  4. You are most welcome to participate in this event!
  5. You have to send a 6 word poem or story, without any theme.
  6. Please send your entries for this week to:
  8. All feedback, suggestions and ideas are most welcome!

It was Coleman behind the table!

It was Coleman behind the table! 

A mysterious day unlike the others; 

The leap, now soaring, elegant flight;

Covering up, she walked down the aisle. 


Equilibrium shifts, cycling alternates toward Opposite; 

hum hooon, hum hooon, hum hooooooooooooon….

Far, longing, away, can’t you stay? 

Nature’s wonders, never cease, to amaze! 


Mute mind, Wordless love, my soulmate; 

When footprints vanish, the impressions remain, 

We always wish for these things; 

Close by…but so far away…


I am within and yet without, 

With the mind calm and free! 

Oh my, oh my, oh my! 

The heart; an ocean of secrets; 


Thoughts drifting higher than sand dunes

That day I lost you, forever! 

Celebrating Dad’s Birthday Across  Phone Lines; 

The texture of many memories recalled!


Breathe deeply dear friend to create; 

Look! it is a beautiful world; 

Rising high after falling below par! 

Memories go round in a loop! 


1. This is a group effort by 23 members of Alumni forum.
2. Organizer assembled lines using random numbers allocated to participants which were arranged sequentially after submission.
3. Thanks to all of those who participated.
4. Submissions are open for members and non-members for this week. To submit your entry, please send 6 words to my mail-ID
5. The title of this poem was selected by using random number 1. That’s the entry which had the number 1 was made heading. This was done to avoid imposing feelings of the organizer.
6. This is becoming a lot of fun. I hope you are enjoying too!
7. Any suggestions, feedback and ideas are most welcome.

Water: A Random Poem!

This poem is a result of team effort by 7 members of Alumni Group. The interesting thing is–these contributions are anonymous. Only the organizer knows about the identities and other members don’t. The order of arrangement of verses is based on the sequential arrangement of numbers which were randomly allocated to the participants. Nobody knew what others were coming with. One thing which was common was the theme Water and the condition was to not to use the actual word in the verse and it had to be an iambic hexameter.


Source flows life grows no end,

I am rippling downstream

Soothing caress of life,

Eternal stream of love, 

And I said why did they;

A single drop splashes

My throat yearns for your kiss…