I am so happy to share that my poem “Nature’s Grandeur” has been published in Spillwords.
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Poem Published!
Tag: beauty
Haiku – Eclectic Bouquet!
Litany of blooms
an aesthetic redolence
spirited ballet
A – Autumn Leaves
A to Z Challenge 2022 – Nature and I
I am sure you all have been enamored by the beauty of the vibrant autumn leaves. The crisp ochre, bright crimson and the mellow yellow paint the landscape with captivating allure. Their colorful charisma beguiles the heart. Poets and artists unleash their creative repertoire, with impressive and befitting odes to autumn.
When everything is a picture of perfection, why do the autumn leaves fall from the trees, in absolute surrender? Deep rooted, with their vulnerability branching out, the leaves sway to their heart’s content, before gently cascading to the earthy bosom in an eternal slumber. They accept the law of the universe with non-resistance, for they believe in it with absolute faith.
Of late, a lot of questions are churning within me as to the greater purpose of life. I am in pursuit of finding the answers to at least a few of them, if not all.
Like the autumnal leaves, I need to unlearn my preconceived ideas and beliefs, to make space for newer and meaningful learnings of life. I need to let go, of all the emotional baggage and scarred feelings that I harbor in the deep crevices of my heart. I cannot fill my cup of learning, if it is filled up to the brim with hollow notions and superficial happiness.
“Sorrow prepares you for joy. It sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh green leaves can grow in their place.” Rumi
In every change from within, akin to each falling leaf, there is a pain that I let go, to make room for conducive growth of new tender green leaves of life.
Haibun – Sparkling Snowflakes!
My face peers through the window, I watch the misty horizon. A hazy sheen envelopes the panoramic whiteness of the landscape. The snow pirouettes with nimble balletic grace, like a crystalline diamond, oozing a glistening oomph, painting a sparkling lacey spectacle. They glow beneath the reflective light of the glass, basking under the mellow spotlight, before gently kissing the alabaster carpet, in a magical embrace.
snowflakes caress panes
kaleidoscopic patterns
bejeweled motifs
Frank from dVerse asks us to write a haibun about winter
Eugi’s weekly prompt : Caress
Haiku – Floral Nirvana!
From murky waters
pristine serenity blooms
peaceful refulgence
Fragrant poetry
ochre blush on ivory
aesthetic rapture
Abloom!
From the rain drenched mud
rises a tiny bud,
its dormant beauty, encased within layers of green.
Radiant rays caress, prod it gently,
dewy drops, sprinkle showers of misty scents.
With a slow yawn, it awakens from its dreamy slumber
as the sounds of dawn play in chorus.
It unfurls its white silky petals
soaks in, the hues of a pastel palette,
sways to the balmy breeze, a lilac blush,
diffusing its ethereal fragrance.
Abloom, what a cheerful splendor!
Inspired by the lovely blooms in my pot!
Graceful Acceptance!
Now, at the fag end of life,
home alone, in an empty nest,
I wrestle with my waning memory, fogged under
receding hairline and furrowed brow.
Misplacing things, is a daily affair,
forgetfulness, my constant companion.
Simple tasks seem daunting,
what I did in a jiffy, now takes ages.
Today, the mirror reflects my withered shell,
but beneath it, I am still a beautiful soul.
As I glance back at the rear view mirror of life,
I have realized that, it is futile confronting the loss of youth.
In graceful acceptance of old age, with all its quirkiness,
lies the key to happiness!
Beauty in Chaos!
Swirls in turbulence
rhythm in cacophony
pattern in randomness
melody in disharmony
inspiration in conflict
perfection in divergence
art in a mess
connect in asunder
novelty in mundane,
If you pause and observe
there is beauty in chaos too!
Random Musings – Bouquet!
Eugi’s weekly prompt : Bouquet
A journey from bud to blossom
and finally, to a wilted eternal slumber,
mirrors man’s story on this planet.
Whether we choose to lament about the prickly thorns
Or admire the fragrant beauty of the blooms,
The choice is ours.
After all, Life is a bouquet of experiences!
Night Sky!
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amethyst skyline
sprinkles of sparkling stardust
heavenly shimmer
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