Whispering Thoughts

A lifeless ageing courtyard, across the fence that marks the territory of our dwelling, was littered with crisp decaying foliage until a short while ago. Today, after a few rains, it looked transformed. The lush abundant greens, shimmered in sunlight. Like life,  in all its verdancy, beauteous and resplendent and just like life, the rustling leafage whispers that there is always a hope.

We swirl to desires, under the blanket of stars, till the break of dawn. Linking with Haiku Horizons : Break

The day draws to close, the doorbell rings twice, wait ends. I break into smile. Linking with Haiku Horizons : Break

I am bare but whole, the moment you touch my soul, shell exfoliates. Linking with Haiku Horizons : Shell

Some yesterdays, we sat together on a rickety age old chair made of teak wood, treacherously balanced by our uneven weights, sharing little tidbits, browsing the galleries that held our picture-perfect kodak moments. The ever responsible you had warned me about the splinters I might get and the madcap that I am I unheeded, laughed off your caution, and sat right beside you. Caught up in simplicity of such moments, we attempted to fathom our complexities. The chair sits empty today, forsaken and gathering dust. The keepsake breathes our laughter. And I can't bring myself to chuck out the relic. Linking with Friday Fictioneers

Tossing and turning, I stare at roof, the insomnia leaving me hazy and fuzzy, desperately wanting sleep to drift me away. But the slumberous bliss forsakes me, playing hide and seek, and I know that it is going to be one long lidless night. Then I feel your soft hands rhythmically and gently patting my forehead. The shush-pat or the magic of your hands, I know not what it is but I savor the relief that follows. Nestled against you, I sleep, snug, cozy and safe. Drifting off to dream world, semi-coherent thought rings, "You must be made of magic". Linking with Thin Spiral Notebook: 100 words: Magic

Simmering, the touch of rain, symphonies trail on my skin. I quiver beneath. Linking with  Haiku Horizons : Rain