Back to School

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Blooms smile and dance

In the school garden

Shake their bags

On the back

Some chirp and twitter

Want to fly

A bouquet of them

Holding fingers of moms

Sad faced, tearful

Want to go home

Their first day at school today

Aw….

 

Posted for dVerse Poetics prompt “Back to School”

Time Witnessed

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The seed

Dropped into the heart

Time witnessed

How it writhed

Squirmed and was torn

In silence

Then burst forth

In stem, blooms and thorn

A joy in lines was born

 

Posted for Karin’s Weekend Mini Challenge – Poetry Time! @ Real Toad

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Shared with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United

Reflections

I stand before the mirror  

Echo.           Error

I do see myself, you know

Echo.           No

Who is that if it’s not me?

Echo.           Me

Am I the echo of myself?

Echo.           Self

Is the person without self nothing?

Echo.           A thing

What will I do with things that die?

Echo.          Dye

You’re mad, Echo, dye with what glove?

Echo.          Love

Through this body will then my soul express?

Echo.            Yes

                            

Posted for Mary’s prompt @ MTB dVerse

Beauty

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The beggar mother croons

A moon-song to her child

Its happy lips become that crescent

The sparrow finds a shade

Under a fig leaf

While Mother Nature lovingly sings

Her rain-song

The eternal Romeo and Juliet

Whisper love-song

Drenched in moonbeams

Martyrs caught in the web of hatred

Could only breathe love

Love is Beauty, Beauty Love

We need to breathe it

To survive

 

Posted for Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Beauty 

July 20, 1969

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Astronaut’s amazed

Bright Earth rises in the sky

Feet on dark moon-dust

 

 

Posted for Poetry Pantry @ Poets United

Say the Names

Mayavati, Advaita Ashram source

As I utter Jaisalmer

I find

A little girl

Springing from my heart

Running with deer feet on the golden sand

Towards a gorgeously decorated camel

To take her to the medieval golden fort,

Sonar Kella* 

Alas! It’s only a dream.

When I say Mayavati

I find

A woman

Stepping out from my heart

Slowly trekking the snowy Himalayan path

Towards a monastery nestled in the lofty height

Beckoning her with a smile of renunciation

Advaita Ashram**

Alas! It’s only a dream.

 

I say the names

I listen to myself

I dream

They’ve become my soul

I’ll see them one day

I say the names

Till the heart stops beating

Fort at Jaisalmer source

 

 *A book written by Satyajit Ray, the noted Indian film director. The book, meaning, Golden Fort is a detective story based in Jaisalmer, a place in Rajasthan, the largest state of India. It was also made into a film by Ray. We as kids simply adored the book and also the film.

 

**It is a monastery of the Ramakrishna Order.

 

In both the places I could not go in spite of all the arrangements.

 

Posted for Sherry’s Midweek Motif ~ Saying the Names With Love @ PoetsUnited & I used a few lines from Al Purdy’s poem “Say the Names”

Return

The sun sets to rise again

With a leaf shower Fall is back

Dusk songs of homing birds

Fill the evening bowl

Raindrops mingle with sea

Then embrace the cloud

I watch Nature play in cycles

As I walk my twilight path

Towards the dark door

I wonder will I return to light

Once more?

 

 

Posted for APED Prompt 65 – In a Flash #5; Today’s word prompt is “Return”