Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Divinity

The morning star heralds
a new day, a new beginning.
The night surrenders
to dim symphony of dawn.
The orange cracks paint
the serenity at its best.
The bright yet subtle, fiery mix of colors,
splash across the canvas gradually,
making a beautiful sunrise.
The birdsongs fill the air,
the mesmerizing tune of morning.
I wake up to a gentle kiss of early sun.
The divine rays,
of radiating golden globe,
lavish an intrinsic warmth,
seeping through the crevices,
unseen heretofore.
The happiness filters through me,
sneaking up silently,
and I yield to the transients.
I know this is love.

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Forever

Lend me your tomorrows
and may be we will last forever.
Let me in and may be we can share
every moment of everyday,
perhaps even relish,
a peaceful ride through the alleys of time,
forever cozied against each other.
Hold my hand and may we can
walk beyond the promised horizons,
and explore what lies beneath the veiled mist.
Keep me in your heart,
and may be I can find my home
amidst the pumping atriums and ventricles,
lulled to comfort by thumping beats.
Let us collect the transients,
the ephemeral joys of being together
and walk towards forever.

Linking with Thin Spiral Notebook :100 words: Forever

Monday, June 20, 2016

Birth and cheer

In that pregnant swell,
Cheerful waves rustled in heart,
And whispers were born.

Linking with RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #102 Birth&Cheer

Sunday, June 5, 2016

The framework

Some bare and stripped bones,
striking similarities,
till the hollow core
is draped in thin skin stretched taut
and replications are dressed.

Linking with Light and Shade Challenge

Saturday, June 4, 2016

Epitaph

I shall always live,
Through my words that I whispered,

Will you remember?

On silent streets

A stuffy airless June night,
nothing resonates outside,
no leaf ruffles, no crickets chirp.
Some dreams are being woven
comfortably on sidewalks,
in soiled vests,
mosquitoes buzzing around
sweat-stained faces,
hands and feet calloused
and hearts cauterized
with labors of the day;
while we perspire,
beneath the shade and comfort.
And when the weather will shift,
cold winds will shuffle the leaves,
freezing the veins,
and nibbling the fingers and toes,
these dreams will weather that too,
unflinchingly;
while our coats will numb us to our souls.
On silent streets,
some dreams find happy homes in hearts,
while we wander.