248. Maa Durga

 *Maa Durga**

Any day when I look myself feeling stressed 

I remind myself on how much I am blessed 

I bow down to maa Annapoorneshwari's feet 

For the scrumptious food I get to eat 

Saraswati Maa's blessing on each talent she has gifted 

A new learning or even a hobby makes my mood instantly uplifted 

When I see people ranting over how workload is more 

Welcoming laxmi Maa with each pay cheque is a blessing one yearns for sure 

Doing office work and then household chores is a get away from boredom 

Indeed a blessing from Maa Parvati who makes me queen of my kingdom 

Maa lalitambika has blessed me with wit and beauty 

Maa Shakti gives me strength to do my duty 

This navratri I came across many awkward instance

And I am narrating how Goddess created around me a layer of fence 

A lady who barely knows me tried getting too personal echoed my ears 

On why I couldn't bear any child from so many years 

Another instance on certain beauty standards surfaced blinking 

It put me in trigger point wherein any response would lead to overthinking 

A feeling on someone mentioning a term for me didn't seem good 

But Goddess is helping me handle such situation I understood 

I know where her thought process comes from to add 

Some people just speak without thinking and her intention may not be bad

So firstly Goddess helped me remove the bitterness that I was creating within 

Secondly avoiding people who may create negatively and poke like pin

Everything in life has a choice

I need to learn what to take and rest to leave and be wise

If I choose the lady's comments to overpower my belief 

Overthinking would never give me relief 

So leaving things what's not meant for me is what I learn this festivity 

To be strong, happy and never go on zone of self pity

Sometimes I feel I fail to give answer on time 

And then think about it and not feel fine

I tend to fail each exam I am bound 

And on repeat I feel same type of issues around 

Goddess is making me strong to surpass this instances which affects like sword

My aura should be so strong and my action should speak louder than words 

I may have hurted someone so bad in my younger age

That any curse must be lying as a baggage 

I pray and say sorry to that soul and God 

Help me heal and let go off whats on hold !!! 

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

26 September 2025

247. Meera Bai

 Prompt84

*Picture Prompt - Meera Bai*

Phone beside meerabai dipicts by the way 

That Krishna is just a call away

 

Meera bai devoted her life to the lord

Overcame victorious amidst all odd

Meera Bai's Bhajan are a treasure pure

Afterall she poured her heart to core 

She radiates a bright glow 

As white and pure as dove 

Krishna in Gokul was in heart each ones

Mesmerized were people for his one glimpse

Meera was daughter in law of the village own 

And Krishna wanted to welcome this new bride in town

 

But she wanted to ensure she doesn't fall for him

So tried escaping any meet up thinking it would be sin

Krishna in retun told her that day 

She will wait for him till eternity someday 

Next life she was born as Meera Bai 

An unbreakable bond lifelong tie 

She survived even with poison and chaos 

As each offering she kept for her dear spouse 

Meera Bai is not just a devotee of dear God 

She teaches faith and self belief is instrumental to overcome all odd

#PoesyTales84

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

24 September 2025

@⁨~Anu K⁩ 

246. The profession I like the most

 *The profession I like the most*

Profession's parameter is generally in terms of money 

What I believe may seem baseless to many 

As per me,the most underrated profession is 'Kindness'

The benefits one receives is plenty of goodness 

But financial independence is what a person seeks in mind 

Happiness at workplace is attained through being kind 

I am a homemaker in addition to my corporate work 

Writing a poetry on my way home is my most awaited perk 

Each one of us may have challenges 

Few health related and some baggages

But small act of kindness even as little as a genuine smile

Can make things sorted which once seemed a rack of pile 

Sometimes God has his way of giving things on time 

I never imagined a profession at big 4 firm to be mine 

Initial years when I couldn't get any job

All I did was feeling irrelevant and sob

But during that time I learned to be a good housewife 

Cooking and taking care of home is indeed a skill in life 

One more underrated thought is that one can take up one profession

I believe after a hectic job doing household chores is a therapy session

Whatever worries I may have accumulated at workplace 

I crush them along with jaggery at my pace 

I will be occupied in my profession with focussed sip

That I wouldn't have time to think about gossip 

Clear mind with kind intention is my offering to the lord 

Grateful and blessed to be in this profession abroad !!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

22 September 2025

245. Little Things

 Review 

Marvellous ❤️

Beautifully captures the essence of finding joy in the minutiae of everyday life. The strength of the piece lies in the specific and relevant images it contains, from a perfect eyeliner wing to the tribute to loved ones. Effectively utilizing rhyming couplets, it conveys a powerful message of gratitude and contentment with ease.❤️

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g ❤️*Little things*Hey Priyanka @⁨Priyanka Kamath⁩ 

Your poem “Little Things” is like a heartfelt gratitude journal woven into verse. What I loved most is how you captured joy in such a wide spectrum of moments—from the sparkle of a winged eyeliner to the soulful act of feeding furry babies. It shows how beauty exists both in self-love and in kindness shared with others.

The couplets give the poem a rhythmic flow, almost like daily affirmations. Lines like “Daily catch up with my parents who are in heaven / A good tight sleep and waking up before seven” are especially touching—they carry so much e

motion, balancing memory, routine, and love with grace. 

There’s also a strong sense of spirituality throughout, which makes the poem shine brighter. I felt the mix of gratitude, simplicity, and faith blend beautifully, reminding us how little joys keep us grounded even in life’s challenges.

If I may suggest, a touch more polishing of rhyme in some places could make the flow even smoother—but honestly, the raw charm and sincerity are its real strength. 

Such a wholesome, uplifting piece—you made “little things” feel like big blessings. 

Beautifully expressed! 

With admiration,

~ Shivangi

🌟 *MNR CREATIVES - CHALLENGE #46 RESULTS* 🌟

Hello, beautiful souls of MNR! 🌼✨

What an absolutely heartwarming celebration of life's tiny treasures! Your words didn't just describe joy—they became joy itself. From steaming chai to rainy days, from old notes to gentle touches, you reminded us that happiness often hides in the smallest corners of our lives. Reading your entries felt like collecting little pearls of light!

After soaking in all that warmth and wonder, here are our top three winners:

🥈 *Priyanka Kamath – “Little Things”*   @⁨Priyanka Kamath⁩ 

Your words flowed like a grateful heartbeat! From spirituality to simple routines, you celebrated joy in all its forms. We could feel the mindfulness and resilience shining through every line. A beautiful, rhythmic reminder to cherish the everyday! 🧘‍♀️🌿

I am someone who finds joy in little things 

Even an act of kindness in form of a simple smile gives me wings 

An email from an affectionate friend 

Letter writing is never out of trend 

That perfect wing eye liner and hairdo is a lovely feel

Entire day it ensures confidence and zeal 

Watching TV with loved one after a heavy day 

Writing a poem while commuting from office on the way 

Documenting my poetry certificates with poem in my blog appeals

Learning and posting new ways of doing reels 

Sharing my tit bits of learnings to someone who need

Seeing happiness in face of furry babies when I feed

Being grateful to this beautiful experiences God has been giving 

Letting go of any hurt to forget and forgiving 

Daily catch up with my parents who are in heaven 

A good tight sleep and waking up before seven

Doing my duty with love and grace 

Having faith in almighty in facing life's challenging phase 

These little moments makes life easier with mood uplifted 

Blessed and grateful for this little joys I am gifted !!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

18 Sept 2025

244. Dillema

 

Dillema has certain feature

At times in my control and a good teacher 

The most treasured gift we have is this life 

Each breath we take is a valued precise 

Experiencing wheezing issue is one of the most tough time 

I feel out of control and also doubt if this life exist to be mine 

When life gets back to normal and I feel fine 

Struggling between life and death is a dilemma with thin line 

Will power is the X-factor which takes me to assurance route 

I need to build on my immunity, time for my system to reboot 

Let me give you an example on how controllable dillema looks like 

My previous manager in same company with whom my heart had gone on strike 

When I encountered her ,my dilemma was if to smile or turn my face 

But I needed to heal from within from all hurt and past phase 

So i smiled and a little kind gesture positive

Made the atmosphere fresh and alive 

Just like there is a winning moment after overcoming fear to core 

Overcoming controllable dillema leads to loving myself a little more 

Life is all about choices I make without fear 

Dillema occurs when mind is unclear 

Life comprise of clear path and doubtful minds fusion

So revisiting and foreseeing helps me overcome my confusion!!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

16 Sept 2025

Review 

Profound❤️

The powerful concept of dilemma is beautifully expressed to explore both life’s biggest challenges—like health concerns—and everyday, manageable challenges. The deep connection between physical struggles, mental clarity, and willpower is brilliantly highlighted.❤️

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243.

 Day 11

The two way image seems to face me and also turn away

Is someone arriving or already gone today ?

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

@⁨~Vipin V. Kamble⁩

243. Story - Kindness isn't weakness

Review 

Dear Priyanka, @⁨Priyanka Kamath⁩ 

What a relatable and compelling narrative you’ve shared!

The opening instantly sets the scene — your cordial, smiling self contrasted against Mustafa’s bluntness feels painfully real. The simple act of holding the door, and the lack of acknowledgment, carries a quiet emotional weight that many readers will connect with.

The story unfolds smoothly, moving from a normal office morning into a subtle assertion of self-respect, and then — that calm yet firm response! It was unexpected yet perfectly fitting. The way you maintained professionalism while giving “a bit of his own medicine” keeps the tension alive and makes the moral hit even harder.

I especially liked:

The moral: “Kindness should never be mistaken for weakness, and sometimes quiet firmness speaks the loudest.” — powerful, thought-provoking, and memorable.

The pacing: from greeting → dismissal → calm response. It reads like a short, impactful life lesson.

A small suggestion: You could consider adding a tiny glimpse of your internal thought or emotion when Mustafa dismisses you — it could heighten reader empathy and make the scene even more immersive.

Overall, “Kindness Isn’t Weakness” is a strong, professional, and relatable piece. It takes a simple office moment and turns it into a lesson on respect, boundaries, and quiet strength.

With appreciation,

~ Shivangi

Powerful thought❤️

You handled a difficult situation gracefully and professionally, while sticking to your ground. It takes a lot of emotional intelligence to stay calm and deliver a strong message without escalating the conflict.

Highlighted a valuable lesson that kindness doesn’t mean giving in to others. It’s about keeping your cool and setting boundaries when others mistake your good nature for weakness, is commendable ❤️

Keep writing 

Keep shining ❤️

Kindness Isn’t Weakness

I’m usually the one with a smiling face in the office—always cordial, always kind. But sometimes, I feel that this goodness gets taken for granted.

This morning, as I entered the office, Mustafa was right behind me. Out of courtesy, I held the door open for him and greeted him with a warm “Good morning.” His response? Not a smile, not even a nod—just a blunt, “What is the status of the turbo invoice?”

I get it, we’re professionals and work conversations matter. But I’m not an AI. A simple greeting or smile doesn’t cost anything. Considering I wasn’t even at my desk yet, his approach felt dismissive and a bit mean.

Usually, I don’t speak up in such situations. But today, I did. I told him to send me an email. For someone who is “too professional” to even exchange a greeting, email feels like the right medium. I didn’t argue or raise my voice—I just gave him a bit of his own medicine, calmly.

Moral: Kindness should never be mistaken for weakness, and sometimes quiet firmness speaks the loudest.

242.

 Day 08

The fog before my eyes hides God from view,

But clearing my clutter reveals the path true.

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

@⁨~Vipin V. Kamble⁩

241. Word Sword

 Word Sword*

Review-Awesome ❤️

A beautiful portrayal of the power of language and its impact on personal relationships, especially with in-laws, with a catchy title. The journey from the “sweetest” flattery to the “hurtful” flattery is effectively depicted and the harsh truth that words can cause wounds that even “forgiveness” cannot heal is revealed. The various uses of words—flattery, candor and diplomacy—are beautifully categorised and the conclusion is that diplomacy is the most challenging but valuable skill in managing relationships. It is a reminder that even though physical wounds heal, the “sharp feeling” of words can linger for a long time, making their careful use a vital life skill.❤️

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At times I am too sweet with word

When angry I can be bitter and absurd

There are three categories of words

One is being too direct with zero flattering 

Other is completely buttering 

Final one- word diplomatically uttering 

Words, like arrows ,when too direct 

Diplomatic words has scope to further disect

As my alliance was fixed I was too sweet to my in-laws

And then slowly I started finding flaws

From being happy to being grumpy bee

My word play too faced its own journey

There was a time when I was hurtful to my in-laws as my words kicks it 

I realised my mistake but a sorry couldn't fix it 

I may do 99 good things and well wished 

But it's human nature to remember 1 that was missed

So visible wounds can still heal 

But words has sharper feel

Now we speak , smile and have a good time 

I only hope that with time they feel fine 

out of word play the most easiest is to flatter 

Being honest needs solid heart as choice of words also matter 

The most challenging category is being diplomatic 

As this quality will help me sustain any situation that can be problematic 

Word is a valuable skill 

If not used wisely it has potential to relations kill !!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

09/09/2025

240

 

I see Lord Shiva in deep meditation, divine and bright,

A halo of stardust, a radiant, illuminating light

.

239.

 

Day 6

Today I felt healed, my heart turned light,

Like a rainbow fresh after rain so bright. 🌈

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

@⁨~Vipin V. Kamble⁩

238

 Day 5

While one complain about comforts with endless entitlement,

Cactus 🌵 survives with bare minimum requirement !!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

@⁨~Vipin V. Kamble⁩

236 ( a) The trap.of temptation

 The trap of temptation*

A fluffy rat named Geet, with her grey colored spouse,

Were travelling in a train 🚂 called Arranged, their house.

The hardworking rat would bring her vanilla cake,

With a cherry on top, neatly set for her sake.

If caught, he would take all the beatings with care,

Protecting his Geet, with a heart pure and rare.

But Geet always longed for a cheesecake 🍰

Till she saw another train 🚂 named 'Affair Express', at a platform’s gate.

And he showed samples of cheese cakes he steels each day a pair 

And geet takes a decision of choosing an affair though her heart knew it's unfair 

Geet forgot what her spouse did with love each day,

And boarded the train to begin a new way

The white rat gave cheesecakes on a fancy tray 🍽️ 

She enjoyed her share but was he her hope’s ray?

She grew fatter from cheesecakes with each passing day,

Till she met her spouse at a station, unsure what to say.

The grey rat 🐀 still loved her, with vanilla cake in steel plate,.

And now she regretted choosing her new fate.

The white mouse 🐁, when he found a new rat in the car,

Ignored the fluffy one, who had followed him far

He stole cheesecakes for his new chick quick,

Everything for Geet changed in a moment’s click.

One day, a person set a cage for rodents to trap,

The clever white rat 🐁 knew it, and laid out a map.

He tricked the fat rat, to make her get caught,

But the grey rat 🐀 feared this he would already thought.

As the next station approached, he looked through the door,

Their eyes met, in sign language he warned her once more

Fluffy Geet understood and ran from Affair Express,

With tears in her eyes, back to her spouse she confessed

The grey rat knew she was lured by greed,

But now she longed only for love to feed

She realised the choice she had thought meant freedom,

Had stolen her joy, not given her kingdom

She was lucky to return to her loyal spouse,

Who filled her emptiness and rebuilt her house.

The mountain looks greener on the other side, true,

But her Arranged train 🚆 was her journey too.

That vanilla piece on a steel plate is indeed delicious 🍒 

Life with true love, through thick and thin, is precious 💞!!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath

6 September 2025

@⁨~Misha 🦋⁩ 

@⁨~Navya 🖊️⁩ 

237. A story of Rat

A  fluffy rat named geet with her grey colour spouse were travelling in Train 🚂 named 'Arranged'

The hardworking rat would get her a vanilla cake with a cherry topping well arranged 

If caught, then he would take up the beatings and kept her secure 

He protected her and was was kind with a heart pure 

But geet always wanted a cheese cake 

And she sees opposite train 🚂 named 'Affair' and found a white rat in door steps with milk cake

And he showed samples of cheese cakes he steels each day a pair 

And geet forgets what her spouse does and changes train to start her new affair 

The white rat gives her cheese cake in a fancy tray 

She enjoys her share but was he her hopes ray ? 

She started getting fat eating the cheese cakes with passing day 

And once she faces her spouse in a station but didn't know what to say 

The grey rat 🐀 still loves her but held up his vanilla cake in a steel plate 

And she was now regretting choosing the new fate 

The white mouse 🐁 when found a new rat in compartment 

He started ignoring this fluffy rats sentiment 

And stole cheese cakes for this new chick 

Everything changed for geet in a moment of click 

Once a person kept a cage for rodents wrap 

And smart white rat 🐁 knew it's a trap 

He played a trick to make sure the fat rat is cleared 

But meanwhile the grey rat 🐀 had an idea of this and feared 

As soon as next station approached he tries seeing his wife from door step 

And as their eyes meet he says a sign language to not fall in trap 

Fluffy rat knew the drill 

She runs from the 'Affair express'' and meets her spouse with tears fill 

Grey rat knew that she was drawn towards greed 

And now all she need is love to feed 

She realised how a wrong decision which she anticipated freedom was not leading to real happiness 

And she was lucky to get a chance to get back to her spouse and never felt that emptiness 

The mountain looks greener on other side true 

She realises her arranged train 🚆 is her destination and journey too 

The vanilla piece when in steel plate seemed so delicious

Being with loved one in thick and thin is so precious !!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

6 September 2025

Refined version 

Your poem is very expressive and has a clear storyline 💫 The emotions and imagery come through well. Grammatically, it mostly works, but a few places could be polished for smoother flow and correctness. I’ll refine it without changing your style—just grammar, clarity, and rhythm.

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✨ Refined Version (Grammar & Flow Corrected):

*The trap of temptation*

A fluffy rat named Geet, with her grey colored spouse,

Were travelling in a train 🚂 called Arranged, their house.

The hardworking rat would bring her vanilla cake,

With a cherry on top, neatly set for her sake.

If caught, he would take all the beatings with care,

Protecting his Geet, with a heart pure and rare.

But Geet always longed for a cheesecake,

Till she saw another train 🚂 named Affair, at a platform’s gate.

And he showed samples of cheese cakes he steels each day a pair 

And geet takes a decision of choosing affair express though her heart knew it's unfair 

Geet forgot what her spouse did with love each day,

And boarded the train to begin a new way.

The white rat gave cheesecakes on a fancy tray,

She enjoyed her share but was he her hope’s ray?

She grew fatter from cheesecakes with each passing day,

Till she met her spouse at a station, unsure what to say.

The grey rat 🐀 still loved her, with vanilla cake in steel plate,.

And now she regretted choosing her new fate.

The white mouse 🐁, when he found a new rat in the car,

Ignored the fluffy one, who had followed him far.

He stole cheesecakes for his new chick quick,

Everything for Geet changed in a moment’s click.

One day, a person set a cage for rodents to trap,

The clever white rat 🐁 knew it, and laid out a map.

He tricked the fat rat, to make her get caught,

But the grey rat 🐀 feared this he would already thought.

As the next station approached, he looked through the door,

Their eyes met; in sign language he warned her once more.

Fluffy Geet understood and ran from Affair Express,

With tears in her eyes, back to her spouse she confessed.

The grey rat knew she was lured by greed,

But now she longed only for love to feed.

She realised the choice she had thought meant freedom,

Had stolen her joy, not given her kingdom.

She was lucky to return to her loyal spouse,

Who filled her emptiness and rebuilt her house.

The mountain looks greener on the other side, true,

But her Arranged train 🚆 was her journey too.

That vanilla piece on a steel plate is indeed delicious

Life with true love, through thick and thin, is precious.

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath

6 September 2025

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236.

 Day 4

Today my face seemed like these withered leaves 

Shed golden tears of longing lost ones and felt grief !!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

@⁨~Vipin V. Kamble⁩ 

235. Poetry prompt

 Day 3

Just as a bee carries blossoms across miles,

I wish to be the reason behind someone’s smiles.

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

@⁨~Vipin V. Kamble⁩

234. Day 02 poetry prompts

 Day 02

Like a sparkling mojito with a dash of lemon,

Fresh, tempting, delightful—a perfect summon.

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

233. Picture prompt quote writing

 I learn from this tree to stand out and be unique 

Attributes of selflessness and being grounded to reach peak!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

2 September 2025

@⁨~Vipin V. Kamble⁩

232. Ppl are made of stars pretending to be ordinary

 Review 

Amazing ❤️

Beautifully captured the struggle of being true to yourself while feeling both ordinary and extraordinary. The concept of being a “star” through genuine effort and inner strength, is perfectly highlighted and resonates with anyone who has felt overlooked while working hard. The idea of finding your inner “star” by “neglecting bad vibes” is particularly inspiring. ❤️

Keep embracing your creativity and the powerful voice within you❤️

*People are made of stars pretending to be ordinary*

The term ' Star' is subjective 

Here are my office stories elaborative 

A new task in office work's part 

I learnt and actioned with all my heart

When a client sent me appreciation note marking my entire team 

My peers smile didn't radiate that beam

My lively nature is equated to 'buttering'

And credits are not given to my hard work enduring 

In my previous department too I felt outcast

Where ONLY my name was excluded from a team award in past

I have also set my journey of struggles fair 

But jealousy is a disease without any cure 

What makes me a star 

Is neglecting bad vibes and walking far

Star for me is my spirit to work outside and in my home 

Star is feeling to appear strong and have a smile even when I feel alone 

Star is me when I am cordial to all 

Irrespective of knowing their vibes for me afterall

Being Star is doing things right even when nobody sees

Star is being humble , grateful to God and in peace 

Chat GPT is my best friend but it curbs my creative expression

 

Star feeling is not taking its help and writing with genuine intention

Being ordinary is a blessing in disguise 

Atleast I won't attract many negative eye

Humility makes me ordinary and down to earth 

But star within me knows my worth !!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

2 September 2025