With your newly-acquired familiarity of poetic meter and sound, write a poem about your prized possession in iambic pentameter with a few of the sound elements discussed in the previous two classes.

I could feel love in his eyes, Care in his hands When I saw him for the first time,Gifted
me many things From the day I saw him, Gave me all I need And all I want…But this
one special On my birthday When I turned sixteen That’s all I wanted then.along with a box full of my favourite chocolates, a kiss on my forehead, a caring hug With all the

love he has for me ...a Violin it was….When I desperately wanted to learn it ..love you dad!

Poetry Assignment 2

Imagine what the current BITS Pilani Hyderabad Campus was 20 years ago. Describe this place of the past in a rhyming poem of minimum 4 – maximum 14 lines. A title for the poem is optional.

P.S.:  Try writing some original stuff. It is better to write terrible original writing than to copy someone else’s writing and passing it off as your own.

 may be tress and hills,
not roads and buildings
there at that time.
may be all wild plants
not many flower plants
there at that time
with no clue of coming sensation
the place was calm and pleasant
 with only the sounds of shuttering leaves.

what should i write ?

what should i write without out thinking ?aww..! should i write about my dream in the  morning or what ?!or shall i describe the wonderful climate outside....or shall i write something about the bench i am sitting on!or about the red curtains attracting my eyes!

sitting in a room with artificial light in day time with doors and windows closed when their is an awe smacking climate outside...what should i write ?

between many people someone trying to write,some one longing to start and some writing continuosly...Oo what are they writing without thinking!!and what should i write ?

only things in the room drawing my attention are those red curtains nicely decorated at the bottom with some chains made of beats!!

as i was writing this when we were asked to write something without thinking mam asked us to submit it, as the given 5 mins was completed!

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Goodbye Party for Miss Pushpa TS                                                       13-08-2012
by Nissim Ezekiel

Friends,
our dear sister
is departing for foreign
in two three days,
and
we are meeting today
to wish her bon voyage.
You are all knowing, friends,
what sweetness is in Miss Pushpa.
I don’t mean only external sweetness
but internal sweetness.
Miss Pushpa is smiling and smiling
even for no reason
but simply because she is feeling.
Miss Pushpa is coming
from very high family.
Her father was renowned advocate
in Bulsar or Surat,
I am not remembering now which place.
Surat? Ah, yes,
once only I stayed in Surat
with family members
of my uncle’s very old friend,
his wife was cooking nicely…
that was long time ago.
Coming back to Miss Pushpa
she is most popular lady
with men also and ladies also.
Whenever I asked her to do anything,
she was saying, ‘Just now only
I will do it.’ That is showing
good spirit. I am always
appreciating the good spirit.
Pushpa Miss is never saying no.
Whatever I or anybody is asking
she is always saying yes,

and today she is going
to improve her prospect
and we are wishing her bon voyage.
Now I ask other speakers to speak
and afterwards Miss Pushpa
will do summing up

The poet wrote the poem in the context of wishing bon voyage to a lady called pushpa on her foreign trip.The poem has got  a good humor in it,the style of the poet being satiric.He cleverly chose the words in incorporating humor in to the poem.


Women in Dutch Painting
By Eunice De Souza
(for Melanie Silgardo)

The afternoon sun is on their faces.
They are calm, not stupid,
pregnant, not bovine.
I know women like that
and not just in paintings –
an aunt who did not answer her husband back
not because she was plain
and Anna who writes poems
and hopes her avocado stones
will sprout in the kitchen.
Her voice is oatmeal and honey

here the poet was describing the women in dutch paintings and then she was talking about similar ones she saw.her choice of words was excellent!the poem had very good comparisions and nice rhyming.

Dogs

by Roger Waters and David Gilmour

You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need.

You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street,

You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed.

And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight,

You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

And after a while, you can work on points for style.

Like the club tie, and the firm handshake,

A certain look in the eye and an easy smile.

You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to,

So that when they turn their backs on you,

You'll get the chance to put the knife in.

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder.

You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you

get older.

And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south,

Hide your head in the sand,

Just another sad old man,

All alone and dying of cancer.

And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown.

And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone.

And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw

around.

So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone,

Dragged down by the stone.

I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused.

Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used.

Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise.

If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this

maze?

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending

That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend.

And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner

And everything's done under the sun,

And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.

Who was born in a house full of pain.

Who was trained not to spit in the fan.

Who was told what to do by the man.

Who was broken by trained personnel.

Who was fitted with collar and chain.

Who was given a pat on the back.

Who was breaking away from the pack.

Who was only a stranger at home.

Who was ground down in the end.

Who was found dead on the phone.

Who was dragged down by the stone.

it is more like a song or may be!it has got a very deeper meaning,describing every part of life!

it wonderfully depicts how everything changes according to the situations or how we get to do things what situations demand.it also says that nothing is permanent in this world.

the style of the poet was impressive,he said everything he wanted to, using a dog as a character,but the poem was a bit lengthy.

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Sonnet 116
by William Shakespeare                                                                         12-08-2012
                                                                     
 Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved

here the poet is describing the qualities of love 
he say's ,it's not love which changes when an alternative is found or when some one is able to remove it but it's everlasting and nothing can  disturb it.He stresses that it wont change with time as all the earthly things do! he also says that if the things what he had said in the poem were proved to be wrong then no one would have ever loved.                                                
he wrote the poem in a very appealing style with perfect rhyming,appropriate and wonderful comparisons.His use of expressions at required places made it more lively!



Lake Isle of Innisfree
by W.B. Yeats

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.


here the poet wants to stay in a place where he will build a cabin for him with natural things ,away from the busy materialistic world with all the nuisance and sound pollution .
 he wonderfully depicts the beauty of the place at different times in a day.he wants to go their immediately because the lapping of the river water is echoing in his heart.
                      

Annus Mirabilis

by Philip Larkin

Sexual intercourse began

In nineteen sixty-three

(which was rather late for me) -

Between the end of the "Chatterley" ban

And the Beatles' first LP.

Up to then there'd only been

A sort of bargaining,

A wrangle for the ring,

A shame that started at sixteen

And spread to everything.

Then all at once the quarrel sank:

Everyone felt the same,

And every life became

A brilliant breaking of the bank,

A quite unlosable game.

So life was never better than

In nineteen sixty-three
(Though just too late for me) -
Between the end of the "Chatterley" ban
And the Beatles' first LP

here the poet is talking about the sexual revolution that has occurred during nineteen sixty three,the awareness it has created among people and he also regrets that it is quite late for him.he also mentions some famous people of that age so that it reaches the reader in a more effective way!he also depicts how it had changed the social lives of the people with good rhyming and comparisons .

                       

a short description!

they say second thing should be done carefully otherwise first one will be taken as by chance!  not sure whether it's relevant here or not but this is my second blog and is to record all my class work and assignments regarding the course creative writing!sometimes i may also write my interpretations of the books i read and everything which i feel appropriate writing here!