The Unseen Angel!

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The city reverberates a clamor

of chaos, despair and deceit.

It reeks with sins of ungrateful beings,

whose inexorable ways, rives through the heart.

My forlorn soul looks heavenward,

as it lulls itself to a teary slumber.

The chirrups of the birds, usher in dawn.

Radiant, yet tender rays brighten the eastern horizon

awakening the city from the coverlet of grey.

The faraway belfry, chimes across the firmament

unraveling the felicity, a new day brings.

I send out a prayer of gratitude, to the guardian angel,

unseen, yet whose wings of protective love, I feel

embracing my home, city and the world

from the diabolic fetters.

 I tether on to that faith, to help me

maneuver my way through the labyrinth,

to overcome each obstacle of life,

armored with his benevolent grace.

Sadje’s WDYS #112

The Heartbeat!

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Away from the realms of the mundane

I tread beyond the path untraveled

to be surprised by magnificence extraordinaire.

Kaleidoscopic splendor greets my weary eyes

clouds weave a lyrical tapestry around serrated peaks

the winds sing ballads through the willows.

Amidst the tranquil canvas of serenity

sitting in silent reflective solitude,

I hear, the heartbeat of mother earth!

Sadje’s WDYS prompt #109

The Stolen Identity!

person behind fog glass
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Traumatized by the disaster,

painful emotions besieged my core.

Beeping monitors and tubes injected,

kept me confined within the dreary hospital walls.

Surrounded by strangers fussing over me

I scanned for a familiar face, yet found none.

Paranoia left me fearing my own shadow.

Fate dealt a cruel blow,

realization dawned, that the accident had stolen

my memory, identity and my life from me!

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #208

Eugi’s weekly prompt : Shadows

Beauty in Chaos!

blue white and pink abstract painting
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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!

Fettered Memories!


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Somewhere in the deep crevices of my heart

percolating through the filters of thoughts, are scars hiding.

Though inconspicuous, they linger on, haunting me.

At the slightest trigger,  they elicit painful ripples,

mutating into a tempestuous ordeal.

I know not, how to release the hurt,

which seems to have imprisoned itself within me.

I wish the rains would wash them clean

or they would flow away in a burst of lachrymose deluge.

Perhaps the intense heat of the sun would burn them down

or I could just delete them with the press of a button.

Alas, the venomous fangs of toxic memories concocts its poison,

as a sinister vortex of diabolic emotion sucks me into it,

entrapping my mind, in a self-created web of despondency,

 

Reena’s Xploration Challenge # 204 : Filter

 

Eugenia’s weekly prompt : Haunting

Where am I?

 I tread along the cobbled path early one morn,

to be greeted by a deserted street, echoing a sinister laugh.

A once familiar place bustling with activities, today stands bare.

It was only yesterday, lively mirth resonated here.

Heavenly aromas wafted from the bakers,

children pranced around,

guffaws of zealous grey-haired men, relaxing over a mug of beer,

the buzz of animated chatter, filled the air.

Today, there isn’t a sound or soul,

but, only a deathly silence hangs.

Am I scuffling with a nightmare,

 Or

 did I actually walk into, the other dimension?

Sadje’s WDYS prompt #101

The Essence…

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Each dawn brings with it a gift of a new day,

 spectral rays paint the earthen canvas with vernal colors.

Seasonal changes alter the composition

yet, weaves a cohesive mural of the landscape,

singing a song of nature’s soul.

Today I walk down the memory lane

when your birth brought in unbridled joy.

Iridescent hues of your facet brightened my life.

Despite the differences, our bond matured with a homogenous spirit,

singing a song of enduring love.

 Nature, whose visage keeps changing with time, showcases a different seasonal look. Yet from its soul, emanates the same essence of organic feel. Likewise, the relationship between a mother and daughter has streaks of emotional highlights. They may have their moments of ups and downs, yet they are bound together by a strong bond of love. Time may change their look and perspective, but in both cases, their soul sings the same song.

Sadje’s WDYS prompt #100

As the final curtain drops…

Ladybug, Leaves, Foliage Leaf, Insect, Beetle, Nature
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Seasonal transition follows nature’s rhythm.

Once full of supple verdurousness  

today, I mirror a dull ochre expression.

Diluted veins sap my strength,

 I am blown away by the gust of wind,

my withered soul drifts away from home.

I twirl to the rhythmic breeze, explore faraway places,

at times crushed beneath the hurried feet.

I hold no grudges.

Graceful surrender and acceptance, fills me with peace.

Nature’s lullabies cajole me to deep slumber

 into mother earth’s welcoming bosom..

In Hope…

Entrenched in a veil of misunderstanding,

our relationship treads on a path of frailty.

Tremors of raucous feelings erupt

whorls of pain rives my soul.

I hold on to the scraps of buried memories

imprisoning the unsaid words, within the fortress of my heart.

I tether firmly to the cord holding us together,

 hoping one day,

 the clamor of the incredulous mind clears.

Petals of integrity unfurls its magic

to rekindle the lost affinity, with a blossom of love!

Reena’s xploration challenge #192

Eugi’s weekly prompt : petals

My Car and I…

ic: Oziel Gomez

My car and I….

A perfect companion to my wanderlust heart and nomadic mind

we journeyed across the countryside ,driving through the meandering roads.

Sleeping under the starlit panoramic night sky, my dreams wrapped under their lambent glow,

to be gently woken up to the sounds of warble and the gurgling brooks.

Experiencing the beauty of the altering vistas, inhaling the fragrance of nature’s scents

soaking in the ambiance of terrains, still untouched by man’s sullied hands, had an organic allure.

Feeling the pain of the ancient scars, of the once resplendent monuments, felt so real.

Coming out unscathed from the jaws of death, heaving a sigh of relief on a narrow shave,

the raw and savage beauty of the wilderness, had many adventurous tales to tell.

Sitting by the aqua waters, listening to the ocean waves, pouring their stories to me,

while the gloomy monotones of the winter’s white blanket penned melancholic poetry,

 the sand dunes hurrying along, under the scorching heat, as if to pass on the message of a weary traveller.

 Wending through the journey, ruminating within, feeling a sense of surreal enlightenment in solitude, solo travel has transformed me.

The autumnal nudity to spring’s vibrancy, the sweltering heat to the alabaster snow,

learning, living, and experiencing a myriad platter of life,

we have travelled many miles together, coming a full circle…

My car and I!

Sadje’s prompt #89

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