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Waves of grace, winds of Naam (Nanak Naam Jahaz Hai)

Waves of grace, winds of Naam (Nanak Naam Jahaz Hai) On the auspicious occasion of Guru Nanak Dev Ji's Gurpurab, this poem emerges as a ...

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Empty swing sways

The empty swing
Sways,
Creaking sound
Resonating
In vacancy,
The cantankerous
Innocence
Silent,
The dusty browns
Lying still,
Shady nooks
Unvisited,
The sky littered
With
Feathered friends,
Scouring,
Foraging
And
Rummaging
The hushed
Twilit skies
For sunshine,
Empty rooms
Offer
No solace.

Written for yeahwrite #160 gargleblaster: Why do birds suddenly appear?
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2 comments:

  1. AnonymousMay 6, 2014 at 4:23 PM

    This is lovely. I like the way it spills down the page, and that it's not overtly obvious at first, the reference to the birds.

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsMay 7, 2014 at 7:32 AM

      Thank you so much for your visit and encouraging words

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