Pother

Pother


Example use in sentence:

  • Young children tend to cause a pother when they
    want or need attention from their parents
  • The bird itself seems to be falling, breaking
    asunder into bits of itself, when it hits the ground, it
    will be nothing but a tumble of spiky spars and a
    pother of wind-blown feathers.
  • If you can give no help, spare drowning me with
    your pother.
  • Don’t get yourself all into a pother, take your time
    and you’ll find your keys.

Waft

Waft

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Example Use in Sentence:

The scent of climbing roses wafts through the window.

The music from the party wafts out to the terrace.

The sound of his recitation waft across the house.

A slight breeze rose, wafting the heavy scent of flowers past her.

Open air markets are redolent with spices, while scents of fresh-baked croissants and cafe au lait waft from nearby sidewalk cafes.

Bismillah gift

A beautiful gift by Sofia Arastu

I have been looking out for a good Bismillah frame for my home as far I can remember … during childhood my lovely neighbour Nazifa Nawaz H who is an exceptional artist would do a lot of modern art and to get influenced by her art was a gift I would say… and it was her art that had given shape to my imagination of how I wanted the Bismillah frame to look like for my home.

I never came close to selecting one for years of bazaar hunts.. at one point I thought let me do it myself instead.. though eventually I ended up writing a poem ..

Sofia your artwork is that beautiful match and it is such a delight in my home.

Check Sofia Arastu artwork : https://instagram.com/sofiaarastu?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

Bismillah

Brotherhood

Says a bird 

Where should she be

In the juggle of

Building her nest

She cages to few trees

Soon once a tender fruit

Drops on her beak

And That taste she discovers

to be a gift for the weak

To be nourished by some more

She gathers strength for a find

and assembles her collect

From her own lifts and flights

though the match for that taste

She still does not find

seeking from the vast

Her struggles tunes her 

into being more refined

all those moments of unrest

Then Begins to beautifully shine 

She returns to the same branch

With a heart without any yearn

To devote a little happy thanks

For the passion she had earned

As she wonders through her flops 

That tender fruit again drops 

And to her surprise 

She finds many like her

flying by over her in a line

They carried that fruit

she longed all that time,

So she followed them, 

For a pretty long while

To finally reach

That bliss of all time

On her way back to her nest

With huge plucks for her own

She drops bits of her fruit

And very Happily as she could

For all that she knew

There is

Immense Beauty 

in brotherhood

-masuma

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Sometimes it does surprise me how I end up spotting them 🙃🙃

And 💭how it’s actually always is about having the least resistance for acquiring more brightness….