Richa’s Freedom of expression challenge : Revival
Mother earth asphyxiates
held captive in her own home
chained to the callous attitude of man
crumbling under the debris of plastic
gasping for a breath of fresh air
her shrunken and wrinkled beauty
a glaring testimony ,
to her ailing symptoms.
Its time we hear her cries ,
heal her body and revive her soul,
before she succumbs,
annihilating life!
In response to IScriblr.com’s Freedom of Expression challenge week 23, ” ART “!
Between,
laughter and tears, heaven and hell
black and white, love and hatred
beauty and the beast, simple and complex
abstract and real, faith and doubt
There is a seamless blend of
thoughts and words , paper and colors
lyrics and melody, grist and hands
threads and the loom , ingredients and dishes
to weave a creative masterpiece of Art!
In response to Isciblr’s Freedom of Expression Challenge : MEMORIES
Fond recollections envelope,
casts an enchanting spell,
fragrance of happy times waft
from the carefree childhood days.
Tender feet scampering
behind the meandering butterflies
revelling in the cuckoo’s melody
idyllic afternoons lazing in the orchards
echoes of the never ending banter
playful dreams of the little minds
partners in crime, in the naughty pranks
tricks and treats, bruised knees,
messy shirts privy to the artistic strokes
books and games being the best buddies
secret whispers in hushed tones
the sob stories and the impish grin
a collage of trinkets secretly stashed,
happiness was never scarce as
tiny delights ruled the roost.
Today,
as I walk down those lanes,
the beautiful scattered flowers
infuse a scent of reminiscence
of memories unplugged
filled with wistful nostalgia.
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