In response to weekly photo challenge rise/set
The rising orb spins around
announces the divine birth of dawn
a scarlet blush behind the illuminated clouds
the darkness gently surrenders
to the ethereal glow of the golden rays
with a promise of a new day ahead!
Its time for dusk to enter
the horizon paints bold strokes
vermillion red and marmalade orange
dominate the celestial skies
dark curtains fall across the expanse
readying the stage for the magical moon!
In response to Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge #77, Charm and Time with the condition only to use their synonyms!
Futile to resist
spell of magnetic allure
the hours transpire
bewitching gaze consumes me
burning in intense desire!
In response to Kat’s twittering tale # 77 to write a story in 280 letters or less !
Every evening I wait by the stairs for mom and dad to return from office, in vain! I never get to see them, as they come home very late from work, well past my bed time. My housekeeper takes care of me then. You know, my parents are very special! They are the weekend parents!
Letter count : 277
Days turn into nights,
months into years,
summer turns to winter,
today becomes yesterday,
the present becomes the past,
Finally “I am” becomes “I was”
Only a memory!
बांवरा सा मन मेरा, यह तो है अलबेला
चल पड़ता यही, दिल में तराने लिए
न टिकट कटवाता, न ज़रुरत है इसको पासपोर्ट का,
न लम्बी कतारों में रुकना, न भारी सामान उठाना,
नहीं करता कोई सोच विचार, न चाहिए किसी का साथ,
आंखे मूछे, बस निकल पड़ा यूही,
बांवरा सा मन मेरा, यह तो है अलबेला
हसीन वादियों में खो जाता कभी,
तो कभी अनगिनत रेतों की कहानी सुनता
ऊंचे पहाड़ो को छू लेता कभी
तो कभी जंगल की घेहराईओ में खो जाता
समुन्दर के सदा बहार लहरों के संग शाम बिताता
तो कभी बागो में फूलों संग नाचता
लहराते बदल से दोस्ती कर लेता
तो कभी सावन के बूंदो से दिल बहलाता
हिम के सफ़ेद चादर तले ठंड से ठिठुरठा
तो कभी पंछियों सा मदमस्त आकाश में उड़ता
हँसता गुनगुनाता बस यूही निकल पड़ता
बांवरा सा मन मेरा, यह तो है अलबेला
This wandering mind of mine
sets off, singing a melody.
Without a ticket or a passport,
nor the hassles of long queues and heavy baggage,
with no planning or company needed,
it embarks on a journey, at the blink of the eye.
This wandering mind of mine
sets off, singing a melody.
At times, it loses itself in pristine surroundings
or listens to the many stories of the infinite sands,
at times it scales the peaks of gigantic mountains
or gets lost in the wilderness of the woods,
at times spends an evening with the oceanic waves
or sways along with the dancing blooms,
at times, it fosters friendship with the wafting clouds
or soaks itself in the gentle raindrops,
at times, it shivers under the white expanse of snow
or soars like a carefree bird in the blue yonder.
Smiling and humming along,
it embarks on a beautiful journey.
This wandering mind of mine
sets off, singing a melody.
Amidst the lap of nature is undoubtedly my favorite place. No structure however magnificent it is, can be as comforting as nature. Mother nature shares her abundant wealth unconditionally among all her children. To me she is all encompassing and true beauty personified.
A painter par excellence, she paints the horizon with a riot of colors depicting her mood. An ethereal artist!
Pitter patter rainfall, the cascading water falls, chirps of the birds and insects or the roaring thunder, all her musicians play their part to perfection in creating a scintillating symphony! An ebullient orchestra!
The troubled mind finds solace under her benevolent grace. A therapeutic healer!
Ever providing and giving to one and all, making life beautiful. A celebration of existence!
Nature reflects an utopian blend of vivid colors and divine fragrances. Boundless beauty!
I float in the sapphire sky
listening to the clam whispers
the gentle zephyr brings in.
The cosmic vibrations echoes
rhythmic chants that
rejuvenate and illuminate
my soul with spiritual bliss
invisible to the outer world,
filling me with inner peace!
In response to the daily prompt: Invisible
In response to secretkeeper’s weekly writing prompt #133, to use the following five words or their synonyms in a poem/fiction.
Road|Sign|Shift|Clue|Captive
Lost in the wilderness
with no clue ,where to head
tar grey clouds brood over
damp forest floor, exudes an acrid stench
branches draw monstrous silhouettes
menacing winds croon a forbidding song
ravenous howls grow louder
a sign of looming danger
eyes move furtively in the dark
failing to find a road to escape
the probing hand feels a slimy creature
sending shivers down the spine
the screams for help, echo back
the soul held captive by fear
drenched in sweat, completely paralyzed.
“Cut”! comes in the directors call,
Smiling, with a thumbs up,
A great shot, in one take!
Pack up! He shouts!!
I’d rather be a flower
not in competition with anyone,
to blossom at my own pace,
brightening life with my vibrant hues
as I unfurl my petals
diffusing a scented fragrance
bringing in smiles and happiness
hope, love and peace across
territories and relationships!
The golden morning sunshine brings in
gleaming rays of positive light
the whiff of fresh air
brings with it nature’s fragrance
the songs of the chirpy sparrows
sing a beautiful melody
the dancing blooms in the verandah
greet me with a smile
the children’s giggles and laughter
fills the rooms with an infectious mood
the aromas wafting from the kitchen
lovingly dishes out culinary delights
memories created over a life time
the pain shared together
obstacles overcome, dreams realised
bond us soundly as a unit
the feel and comfort of everything
bestows an immense sense of security
wrapped with love, care and warmth,
a humble abode, where I dwell
fills my heart with overflowing joy
making it home sweet home!
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