Ic: Senjuti Kundu @unsplash
Eyes behold prismatic dreams
giggling through innocent childhood laughter
unadulterated!
Until, the sentinels of society
clip the creative artistry
tainting her beautiful life’s canvas
with strokes of insipid hues.
Dawn enters the threshold of the ebony sky,
nature’s nimble quill, pens scarlet verses across the yonder,
broody clouds pale under the dazzle of the sun.
As the empyrean canvas welcomes a new day, singing a lyrical ballad,
I surrender my pain to celestial heavens, bask under its benevolent grace.
The reflective solitude of the morn, envelopes me with abundant peace.
My life wore a cloak of mundanity
over my inane wallflower mien,
until I saw you today.
As our eyes locked,
time stood still; the moment frozen.
You cast a magical spell on me,
a heady cocktail of emotions brewed within.
Your seraphic smile ignited a sensory euphoria,
undulating heartbeats drowned me in ineffable feelings.
I was drunk admiring your honeyed beauty,
as my life seemed to slip out of my control.
I must confess it was love at first sight,
or so I thought, until
I saw you walk into his open arms.
Alas,
that was the end of my fleeting love story!
Who am I?
Am I the name my parents gave me?
Am I defined by the role of my relationships?
Am I the face that the mirror reflects?
Beneath the clamour of thoughts that plague my mind,
between the tangle of emotions, that blanket my heart
seeking external validation of the judgemental eyes,
I look to find myself.
I delve into the depths within, on a journey of self-discovery
my eyes scan for that elusive answer, which plays in the shadows.
I live on, trying to find my true identity.
Until then, I shall ruminate on, who am I?
Living cadaver
a decadent world shrivels
an eerie portend
stars convulse in spiral ire
stygian skies bemoan life
Finally, she said Yes!! My joy knew no bounds. We were going on a date that night, to celebrate this happy day. The soft romantic number playing on the radio, complemented my rapturous mood perfectly.
I took care to dress well. Looking at the mirror, I chuckled. “Hmm, not bad” I said to myself. I splashed some extra cologne and was all set for our celebratory dinner. Looking at the watch, I reminded myself not to be late. She would be here any moment.
As I was coming down the stairs, the sound of the gunshot pierced into the stillness of the evening. I saw her body collapse onto the floor by the front door. A dark figure, furtively darted into the fading dusk outside. I sat there numbed with shock, too dazed to move.
“Cut!”, called the Director. Good shot Morgan! Let’s pack up for the day.
In life there comes a time, when there is a paradigm shift
the bucket is the same, only the list undergoes an overhaul.
From the materialistic, the focus shifts to the spiritual,
mind delves deeper, to find the meaning of life.
The soul wants to embark on a journey
to explore the realm of the cosmic plane.
Before the expected time of final destination arrives,
first on the list, is to awaken from the deep slumber of existing
in a rigmarole of societal pressure,
free oneself from the clutches of unending desires.
The goal now, is to travel inward,
listen to the silence, indulge in reflective conversations,
evolve to be an enlightened version of the self,
bask in the glory of the infinite light, to finally
experience the blessing and affluence of divine wealth.
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!
Surreal magic
esoteric energy
arcane miracle
epiphanic afterglow
the birth of divinity
Sadje’s WDYS # 104
The warm breeze carries moist salinity of the endless sea,
the hues of the receding sun begins its final dance across the horizon,
choreographing each movement with graceful swirls.
As dusk ambles across the skyline with a sublime gait
leaving a trail of scarlet dreams,
I sit by the shore watching this celestial spectacle unfold.
Just as the broody clouds pale against its luminous crimson glow
my stress from the chaotic day releases,
bringing an untold sense of calm to my weary mind.
Sadje’s WDYS #99
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