Featured Haiku

Elated and honored to share that 6 of my haiku have been featured in The Short of It by Susi Bocks who blogs at iwriteher.com.

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Sunset

calligraphic swirls
paints the western horizon
scarlet poetry

Please do read the remaining haiku here

Catharsis!

I sit on the logged bench, watching the alabaster cascades, make a monstrous sound on its fall,

before flowing gently on the moss rimed stones, charting its own course.

I take courage to let go of my tears, from the cliff of my cheek, unabashedly down to the bottom of my soul, releasing the burden of the emotional upheaval.

My briny tears, cleanse my soul of all the hurt.

A constant companion, my faithful dog, a sole witness to my purgation, wags his happiness to see me move on, to face the challenge with renewed vigor.

Sadje’s WDYS #142

Scarlet Rage!

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Every summer, the mercury rises a couple of notches higher. Life on the planet sizzles under its sweltering heat. The sun shines on with gusto, exhaling a blazing inferno. By evening, the crimson golden lava from its scorching gaze, intertwines with the blue horizon, blanketing it under a fiery glare. It bleeds red hot ire.

hot summer evening

splash of feral livid trail

a marmalade sky

dVerse poets – Summer Haibun

Eugenias weekly prompt : intertwined

J – Juxtaposing Mornings!

A to Z Challenge – Nature and I

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A typical weekday morning in urban households is a mad rush against time. In most Indian homes, chores and the noise decibels  are directly proportional . Waking up kids, getting them ready for school on time, the mixer whirring in the background, preparation of breakfast, packing lunch boxes for school and office, maid working around, the doorbell ringing, cell phone beeping,….it is literally a battle zone where every minute is crucial. By the time you step out of home to head to work, you are totally exhausted. I think many will relate to this cacophonic morning ritual.

Change of scene….

Last week we happened to go on a short vacation. I woke up to a beautiful leisurely morning. Stepping out of the room, I had all the time to myself with no time constraint. Nothing prepared me for the marvel of nature that was to unfold.

Idling on the hammock, I watched the blue yonder peeping between the green parasol of leaves, with its glorious heavenly smile. Wispy clouds put on a gaily prance. The embryonic rays of dawn bathed me in gentle tenderness. The moist sea breeze softly caressed my body, playing with my tresses, whispering stories of the ebbing waves. I was infatuated by the sounds of nature. Chirps of the many birds, trill of the insects, rustling of the leaves, buzzing bees along with meandering butterflies greeting pretty blooms and roar of the ocean waves in the background….. Nature’s morning raga* was divinely melodious. I lost the sense of time, enthralled by its picturesque harmony.

I couldn’t help, but mull over the juxtaposing mornings!

Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the wind longs to play with your hair – Khalil Gibran

*raga – a piece of Indian music based on traditional scale or pattern of notes

You can read my earlier posts of the challenge here.

D-Darkness!

A to Z Challenge 2022 – Nature and I

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Darkness and light are an integral phenomenon of nature. Darkness is essential to appreciate light. Metaphorically, the problems or pain in life is akin to darkness. The hurdles or challenges people undergo are universal. Nobody’s life is all light and bright. Shadows eclipse our life without a warning. Many a time, when the fear of being devoured by the tunnel of blackness grips us, light seems elusive. We feel vulnerable under its burden. Anxiety, fear and pain confounds us when we are hit by a stumbling block, be it an illness, broken relationship or financial set back. But one must always remember, behind every dark patch, there is a warm grace of sun waiting to shine upon us. Being able to tap into our hidden inner strengths, to overcome the problem on hand, being open to the learnings from it, helps us put on the armor of resilience to bounce back stronger.

In pain there is power of healing – Wayne Dyer

It is easier said than done. While in pain we wallow in a whining emotion. We further go down into the abyss of nihility. Yet, somewhere from the corner of our heart, we hear a faint whisper or a tiny ray of light urging us to walk towards it. The struggles we endure, helps us grow.

All darkness vanished, when I saw the light within my heart. – Kabir

The glitter of the twinkling stars and the radiance of the moon can be appreciated only in the blackness of night. They are not intimidated by the darkness and shine to their full potential radiating a luminous sparkle. Often, they are a beacon of light to the lost soul.  

somber feelings flood

tiny ray of hope conquers

resurgence of light

You can read my earlier posts of the challenge here.

A – Autumn Leaves

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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.

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