Prompts: Continue, Critical, &Priceless

For those surviving aftermath of Hurricane Harvey and overseas hurricane, I wrote a little something after hearing Coldplay’s Houston #1 on the radio. I just finished it today. This is my third day back home. My area didn’t have any major damages or floods compared to others around here. I thank God for that and will continue to pray for those who have so much to do in order to move on from this.

In this Critcal moment, people have lost mant things. Precious Priceless things. It is also sad to know during this fearful moment, many had to worry about looters. My area, like many, is still under curfew.

As we Continue with the aftermath of Hurricane/Tropical Storm Harvey, please take the time to read my poem. Coldplay wrote a song in Miami, Houston #1. The song inspired this poem. To listen to their song, search online search engines or Youtube.

I used to complain about the sun,

So hot, so blinding.

Rain was something that just happens.

The water so serene;

Plague of death and dismay.

Floods, food shortage, electricity outage,

Loss of homes, loss of lives

All in books, all on news.

Didn’t feel real til I was near.

Opened my eyes;

Opened my heart;

Brain’s on wire;

How can I help?

Treacherous, dangerous,

But never chainless.

As the sun rises,

The water dries,

The memories remain.

Harvey stole materials,

But never the hearts of Texas.

Enemies, friends,

Strangers, acquaintances,

Formed a bond, united as one

Helping those in need.

Damage is done.

But Harvey has not won.

Poetry: Bound

Baby given up with no name;

Until someone took her in- shelter from the storm;

Once nameless, now framed with a name;

Adopted by a family, last name changed;

Growing up, a feeling she never could ignore;

Secrets kept, she never once implore;

Memories lost she couldn’t restore;

Bound lost, lonely, abandoned, hopeless, dazed, and confused;

A house that felt like no home;

A family disconnected;

Betrayed of lies;

But one remained hidden deep inside;

Within her heart, a longing she couldn’t sway;

A face once without a name, named.

Had a home.

Had a family.

Had a life beyond some.

Yet, deep within,

A child once nameless,

Could never separate her from reality;

Deep within, her heart bound by

Lost, lonely, abandoned, hopeless, dazed, and confused.

Prompt: Fragile

Fragile

There once was a girl named Seraphina Rose. At her school, her name was unique compared to those. And so, Seraphina was picked on by many.

A bright and beautiful girl with lips as pure as rose. Her mind shudder as the day goes. Nights she cried and mornings she tried, but fragile still showed.

A once little girl who wore her heart on her sleeve, little did she believe her life would come to this. Burst of tears; worries and fears; her heart broken in two waiting for tomorrow. A fragile soul hoping tomorrow would be better. But the zombie life she lives still tomorrow she drives.

Prompt: Perplexed

Perplexed
Looking at her friend, Anne felt perplexed at the sight of her face, full of shock and horror. Asking her questions to relieve the anxiety in me, every bone in my body began to shake tremendously with the words coming out of her cold mouth.

All She could do is think, How? Why? Unanswered questions poured as she noticed her smirking, as if to hide a smile and a laughter- one of those evil laughters that are supposedly cool, but really isn’t.

Hearing and eyeing her left every trace of honesty puzzling Anne. Why did it have to be me? Why did she have to go and spill the beans to me? Speechless and perplexed she tried to move, but no aching part would let out a motion.

She walked towards Anne like it meant nothing. Her words, dark and full of laughter. Who is she? Those words spun in Anne’s head as she searched for descriptive words to satisfy it.

Her hands were full of what Anne hoped was ketchup sauce. Yes, ketchup sauce. That’s what they used to use in movies, right? The air reeked of death. Who’s, She didn’t know. Anne trembled still knowing her friend could do such a thing.

Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

At first, I wasn’t going to buy this. Then, sitting and reading it at Barnes and Noble’s Starbucks made me want it. But hey, it’s $29 for the hardcopy. I heard it was about $18 at Target. Therefore, after reading 20 pages, I left.

I went straight to Target hoping they had some left. They had tons. The book itself is sold for $17.99; however, in stores it is on sale $19 with a “free” poster as the cashier told me. The poster alone is $1.49 and is sold only at Target.

Looking at the receipt, you would think the book would be priced $17.99 and a free poster. I thought that made sense to me, since the book by itself is that price. This is all judging from what I read on the receipt. Either way, purchasing from Target saved money considering the same exact book can be bought for $26 at Barnes and Noble and the inside cover of the book selling price is $29.99. It’s a good deal.

I read today about 40 pages. Last month since I went to PA, I had not been in the mood to finish a book. Therefore, my read one book a month resolution failed for July. I hope to go back to the book I was reading that time. Currently, I think I will be focusing on this one- the 8th book of Harry Potter.

This is a special rehearsal edition script and I read somewhere at Barnes and Noble this book is only sold for sometime in stores.

The front cover looks like a bird’s nest with wings and a child looking scared inside it. The title of the novel is: Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Parts One and Two. This is based on an original new story by JK Rowling, John Tiffany, and Jack Thorne. This book was released last month. It is about 300 some pages long.

The back of the book:

I am thinking there are many series (tv, movies, books, etc) we had to say farewell to, but Harry Potter will not be one of them. At least, not for awhile.

First Giveaway!

I am back in Texas. Arrived yesterday. Been exhausted and sleeping a lot. But tomorrow is work day. Hopefully, I won’t be less tired. I am very grateful we came back yesterday, rather than today. Or else tomorrow I would be even more tired.

I have five Philosophy edts sprays, each in 0.5oz spray bottles- Pure Grace, Giving Grace, and Loveswept. I have decided to give free copies of my first children’s book called The Rabbit and Its Tail. If you would like a copy of this book, please comment down below or send me an email at lmtpjourney@outlook.com today and tomorrow. I will send you a copy of the book.

From today to July 18th, the first five to read and review my book on their blog site will get a Philosophy spray. I am looking for full honest reviews of 300 words or more. In your review, please add https://www.amazon.com/Rabbit-Its-Tail-Lisa-Pannaparayil-ebook/dp/B01GMJYD0U/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1468185816&sr=8-1&keywords=the+rabbit+and+its+tail. This ebook is currently available for only Amazon Kindle. If you post a review, send me a comment or email saying you did along with the blog post url.

Thanks for your time!