Tuesday, 19 January 2016

Mountains




Strong and sturdy, standing so tall
Rising to towering height
Sparrows and owls giving chirping call
Seething their songs with might

Heavy rain strikes its skin
Skinning away its ebony soil
Kissed by the veins of icy water
Kisses the drifting clouds above

Sitting on the mountains, by warm hearth
Your feet on fern, you feel the earth around
Crowns covered with pristine snow
And blue rivers running below

The scent of cold wind brushes your skin
This earth is now your kin
You want to stay there all, till the end
Playing to the symphony the nature sends

Linking this post to Poets United Midweek Motif for the prompt Mountains 

Monday, 18 January 2016

Her Divine love




She doesn't know why
All she could, is heave a sigh
May be she has to wait for one more life
To love her love as his wife

Weeping in a dark corner where none could see
Kissed by pains and tears
And she now hopes
A shaft of new hope, kiss her toes

Her heart aches making a cacophony
Knuckling under the symphony of fate
Slowly her heart is getting an armor
And pains can break her no more

Often love is sublime when incomplete
Pure, elegant and neat
And when it reaches eternity
It's no less than true Divine 

Sunday, 17 January 2016

Her lost love


Knowing that her man, a pilot was engaged to someone else, she couldn’t resist crying. She was in anger. She was in pain. She lost faith in others as well as herself. She sobbed bitterly sitting in the dark corner of the kitchen. She regretted for the mistake she had done by loving him unconditionally. A number of thoughts were lingering and her mind was in fluctuation. A chaos of emotions roared in her. She wondered how she could be cheated and there was no justice.

Her father was worried about his only daughter and claimed she would never think of him again who wasn’t loyal to her and that she would move on with life. He was old and in a trembling voice, he asked her to untie the knot, the knot of his memories.  He strengthened her with courage and was ready to stand by her.

Her fumbling attempt to forget him constantly went in vain and she gave up trying. Her shaft of hope and dreams were now dismissed. She heaved a sigh. Finally she dropped the idea of falling in love again and decided to remain as a princess only to her father!


Linking this post to Sunday's WhirligigSunday Whirl and A prompt each day 

Saturday, 16 January 2016

The staircase


                                                                                     
Photo Prompt


After fifty long years, he took her to the place where they used to meet. His tears rolled down as all those moments he spent with her flashed before his eyes. He took her shivering hand in his and said “I love you forever!”  

With difficulty she got up from her wheel chair and shouted “Who are you? Take me home now“. 

“This was where you fell off the staircase and lost your memory. And I thought seeing this place might help you a little to get it back. Our home is thousand miles away!” he said to himself. 

Linking this post to Friday Fictioneers 
Word count: 100

Friday, 15 January 2016

The tree

I am the tree, the soul of the forest green
Without me, there's no life, I ween!

My trunk furnishes your home with furniture
And my barks, a home for birds and creatures
My roots lie deep into the earth
And the green creepers decorate my girth

I stand by the summer's burning heat and winter's sleet
And offer you a cold recede
I catch the rain droplets, take the Sun's heat
Offer you with nuts and fruits to eat

In autumn, my golden gown starts to wither
Wait for the spring to cover me again, in shiver and somber,
My leaves form a brown bed, up and down the street
Whispering and rustling under your feet

You stop and lay in my shaded grassy ground
The breeze lifts you up, a soothing sound
The beam of my beauty reaching the azure sky
A shelter under me and heaven is nigh!

So, look at me, before you hurt me and raise your weapon
Cos, I am the handle of your own coffin
I am the tree, the soul of the forest green
Without me, there's no life, I ween!






Linking this post to Withrealtoads for the prompt tree. 

Monday, 11 January 2016

Alone in an island

If I were to be alone, only me
Let me be by the serene pacific sea
Let me live on those cliffs and the beach
Where the Sun and stars seem within my reach

Where the caresses of the waters plays over my tranquility
The whispers of the breeze comforting me
A home in an island with no foes
And the small fishes with love, kiss my toes

Where the waters crash the white smooth sand
And the emerald hills lay beyond the land
The seagulls, urchins, quill fishes and the winds
Listening to the peaceful song the island sends!

Living by the sea among nature, life just seems so right
Among the lighthouses, green and the blue, life is simply a delight!



Linking this post to Withrealtoads for the prompt 'Island' and Poetry pantry

Sunday, 10 January 2016

Voice Of Silence

A zillion thoughts were running in her mind as she whispered to him those three words. She had been dreaming of this day all her life and finally He made it happen. She gathered all her courage and for the first time in her life, she said those three words to her man whom she loved so much. Her heart was beating fast than it would always do. A number of thoughts were gushing in her mind yet her lips uttered no words. Silence is also a language, a language of love. She remained quite but her emotions simply didn’t no matter how hard she tried. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she tried looking away from him. She didn’t want to speak nor did she want to hear anything other than his words. She just wanted to live those special moments with him. Sometimes all you need is silence because silence speaks louder than words. It was simply the best day of her life because she finally met the man of her dreams. 
She held his hand for the first time and to her surprise he held it tighter. She felt so contented when he said those three words and wiped her tears off her face. She knew he would never be hers and the thought always killed her from within. She asked him not to move away from her for she had no life without him. He silently kissed her forehead and pressed his hand against her cheeks. He made her sleep on his shoulder and soothed her hair. It was nothing but a heavenly feeling when she heard the rhythm of his beat that beats only for her. There was so much peace, a kind of satisfaction when she was with him no words can say. She silently thanked Him thousand times for making it happen. 
There were no words but the silence spoke itself. Silence of the moment of them holding hands, of them together! One can sense all emotions in silence and it’s a magic to peace. The cab was moving and probably for the first time in her life, she loved the traffic. Constantly she was hoping the cab driver would never take her home.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.