On My Girl

courtesy: dVerse

“Isn’t there any recent photo of her?”

“Many. But I want her to dwell in my heart only”

“I am so sorry. I didn’t mean…

“It’s okay. There’s touch of her

On the floors

On the walls

On the garden path

Everywhere outside

Where all could see her

Now it’s only her and me

In my heart

She will reside

Till my Deep slumber”

 

Posted for MTB dVerse: What’s That You’re Saying!?

Boredom

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Time knows

How to bore an empty me to death

When I don’t feel like doing anything

Not even fill time with words

Then

Words don’t come to me easily

I look askew

I don’t like

The framed grey sky’s look

Where has its smile gone to?

The sun is hidden

So will be the stars

So will be my Muse

I want a forget-me-not sky

To pour all my lost similes,

Lost smile

But I told you already

Words don’t come to me easily

These times

 

 Posted for Poets United MidweekMotif ~ Boredom

Hilltop

The sunset rock glows. Crimson hue’s melting and drenching the hill. An ear to the evensongs in bird-voice I walk alone in the woods. Leaves are still and so is my mind. Words have stopped fizzing. I have become Prayer itself. The evening star is out in a pink purple sky. Ah…let peace rain everywhere. Let joy kindle every heart. I pray for you little Aylan. You are my child too.

 

Night drips from the sky

A small tree on hilltop bursts

Silhouetted sorrow

 

Posted for Haibun Monday 1 @ dVerse

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Shared with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United

Hope

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Frozen Earth

Cracks with crocuses

Blissful souls

 

Posted for Leo’s Prompt Hope @ APED

 

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Shared with Poetry Pantry @ PoetsUnited

Watershed Moments

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To leave or not to leave

Once one is entangled in this mesh

It’s very difficult to get out

I am scratched all over

Blood still drips

Advices raining upon me:

That time will hang on me

That it’s foolishness to leave

A lucrative job

That boredom will drive me crazy

Etc. etc.

But Spirit is always willing

So is my flesh

I want some Time

Exclusively for Me

To sit in silence

Read in silence

Write in silence

Work in silence

Be Me in silence

Be in peace

Let this September be

My last working month

Let me have the courage

To be free

I am waiting

For 

The moment....

 

Posted for Sherry’s Midweek Motif ~ Watershed Moments @ Poets United

Joy of Poetry

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And it was at that age….Poetry arrived

In the form of a song

That was being played on the radio

Grandpa stood up….so did everyone in the room

I learnt it was National Anthem

The tune, the call to wake up,

To seek blessing from the motherland

Swung each blood cell of the teeny tiny me

It made me a child of joy in an instant

Such power dwells in words

 

 

The first line is taken from Pablo Neruda’s Poetry

 

Written for dVerse Poetics – National Anthem Poetry 

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Shared with Sherry's Midweek Motif ~ The Joy of Poetry @ Poets United

I Still Live

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I live, remember

How you moved

In me

How you lived

On me

How I rocked you

To slumber

Now

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I used the first archived challenge: Words Count with Mama Zen "Power Image" (in twenty five words or less)

 

Posted for Margaret’s Play it Again, Toads! @ RealToads

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