IM HOME!!!!!!!!!!!

Beneath the morning moon

Basking sun rays glint in

Fading moon, blurring away

A whip of moist breeze

I blinked undeterred

Upon fluttering butterfly

Coloured wonder

Drawing a sigh trying to find

Beautiful words to match the marvel

Listening to cricket fading off to nowhere..

The chirrup all around me cheering me up

Peck of woodpecker rhyming up

As my steps take me home aroma of my favourite coffee filling in…

I sit back in my cosy comfort of my pillow and sip in

And IM HOME!!!!!!!!!

en route......

There is sea of emotions in heart that sometimes ebb away or most often drift into whirlpool,but seldom expressed in words...

Silence is the language and they go unnoticed

Eyes play the game not paying heed

Sometimes as a whimper sometimes as mute tear...

Still my mind is afresh as a morning breeze how I do it I know not...

As the breeze play the hushed lullaby I wish,

They could carry the veiled thoughts,

So I can drift away like a feather

But somehow the personal treasure is difficult to shed away with but to be buried deep in..

Foundation for a new day I call, experience the failed ones name..

Still rooted and quiescent how can my heart be flooded with emotion???

I’m still amazed to watch each golden rays of dawning sun flaxing me…

Life is not an undone canvas, but an empty canvas to be done with colours of essence and zest for life itself..

There’s no point to be let it be black and white or with a shade of grey but with all the marvel at its best.

Ordeal

Many a time I failed to listen to the
Silence creeping in…
Like the departing dusk
The last ray went with no good bye.
Even on a cold winters my heart warm,
Can hear every unsung song in rhythm of time.
No one leaves a wreath of flowers to the departing spring
For you know one day she’ll return in all her beauty
But what about those lonely sand dune,
Awaiting a drop of life
Knowing none will come forever,
The long await never ceases

On a new day...

In solitude with monsoon breeze for company

I look up to see the dark clouds hovering heavy

Dark cloud covering the mighty sun

I see the silver lining bright and beautiful

Lightning strikes and the first drop of rain

Wrapping me up with the fragrance,

Mystic and ecstatic.

Still listening to chime somewhere far

The music of the bells fading out in the downpour

I capture every moment of the serenity deep into my soul

Awakening

Looking out of the window.

Head to the window listening to the whispering breeze..

Searching for the moon and the realms.

They baffle me;

The radiance striking against the darkness,

playing hide and seek with the clouds.

 I soar above and wane at the days that befell me.

Unseeing eyes and discern heart searching.

I wonder what….

I wonder why….

Cast away

Sometimes spring just walk in

Melting each flake of snow at a time..

Gentle breeze, fragrance all over…

Perfume that cast a wing of hope,

towards the unknown horizon wide and bright.

And my innermost heart heard something afar,

May be not that far, rustling of fallen leaves all around

But I thought it was just spring!!!!

 

 

The wilt

Walking ahead wondering where..

Stumbling over old memories still anew…

Footsteps fading away, footprints lost…

Dawn turning to dusk

Scattered dreams like rustling leaves

Silent rain whispering aloud , but frozen silence is all that is left

Burying all in heart is the best hideaway!

Tears and wimps woven together..

Time in its mercy may all glide away!!!!

Echo..

No matter how far I go,

there’s a space where I’m more alive, than dead…

more distant, than close…

Walking ahead to nowhere,

something I remember with no trace of memory…

smile hidden in the way or are they lost??

In winter, it’s always cold….

even when you believe in magic..

And some heart songs remain unanswered forever..

As all noises die, still there’s no silence around…

Silhouette

Gathering up the perfume from the lost flowers…

They say it's not beautiful anymore cos the fragrance is lost forever
Shadows of cool breeze, I saw them through moonlight;
and saw the path and slivering through I’m not sure what it were;

I heard a familiar voice;
On my warm face the breeze was kind and warm.
The silence seemed to speak……..

All ramblers seem to add to the charm of the moment ….

Still something was missing and the rustling of leaves grew louder..

And the voice says within me that’s

There’s no beauty in me anymore……..

Even when I’m searching for right words…

I wish if I could know me through….