TRIFECTA WRITING CHALLENGE- “LOST SOUL”

 

Written for Trifecta writing challenge http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/04/trifecta-week-seventy-four.html

A story of every soul who took his time to realize the true self within!

For word ECSTASY (noun) : : trance; especially : a mystic or prophetic trance…

 

As a child you had learnt, ne’er believe on what you hear,
Trust the eyes what they see,envision the reality,
you grew up with the beliefs so firm
were they false or you insecure—
You questioned every word you learnt,
never convinced as you were stubborn—

Hard-work,wine,efforts are mine,
Why on earth then God should be given time?
Who is he that I need to knoweth,
Neither I cared nor I bothered to the namesake—

 

Years later ,life changed,
stumbled I , limped  as I stood awake,
I was alone,to my surprise,
everyone thanked God
for the extended time…Awestruck I inquired ,
heard the lines,
I had been dead since ages,
Now my soul is back
I am fine, I am alive…

Tears flooded my eyes and heart,
I looked up in the sky
filled with ecstasy
and shock,
forgetting the self I got lost
in the grace of the Supreme Lord!

Connoisseur !

PHOTOCREDIT:gregbenzphotography.com 



Running amongst the golden weeds
brushed I, my arms
over them,
sighed they and said
"Oh! wondrous one!
Where do you flee in haste!"

To my love ! 
the one who awaits,
there ,in the meadows 
of the verdure,
whose breath
caresses my hair!

 
"Wait here 
for few moments
Peace never reigns in love
tranquil here is the atmosphere
choose me to your companion!"

Smilingly I kiss the weeds,
flowers wild,
intoxicating me to sleep,
I answer ,
"velvet carpet ...of which you're the king,
pricks my soft  skin
of allegiance,
my soul hath known
only  the sunflower 
to be my connoisseur".

BECKON!

WRITTEN FOR Edward's Under A Romantic Monday.
PHOTOCREDIT:photoshop-kopona.com


Tinkles the anklet shimmering silver,
calls out your name..
out of shiver...
the gorgeous ghaghra swirls 
swaying my thoughts...
do they reach you...
as I tiptoe and dance...?
 bangles ,the beauteous  wonder,
clinks ...
longing to  
get touched 
by the lover...
speaks the heart loudly
with thundering beats...
where hath my soul
has anyone seen him near?

He went deep into the forest,
Searching for some wood to burn,
I look for him everywhere
I pine and I yearn!

...
O! my Love!
ignites the fire...
waiting to enkindle your spirit,
echoes the soul , 
beckons your beloved...
with embrace of her warmth... 

 
* GHAGHRA: Indian traditional skirt,long ,embroidered and pleated!
* ANKLETS: jewellery of silver or gold worn in ankles.

YOUR PRESENCE !

 

PHOTOCREDIT:www.flickr.com

Like the velvety soft petals

crimson lips

crave for your presence

 secreting  the nectar

as kissed

by the sting of your nature…

the night darkens

your embrace reignites

the wish

drowning in the sea of your love

 drenched  with amorous desires…

alluring voice pierces through the air

striking the vibrant chord 

heart  plays an entrancing number

arousing the fantasies of a dream

to become true in your presence..

 

FOR ROMANTIC MONDAY ON EDWARD”S BLOG:

That’s How The Story Goes – Romantic Monday April Prelude.

SHE !

She walks in the night

glowing and bright

like a wave that touched the

silver shore…

***

With lovely caress of

her silken tresses,

like the grey clouds kissing

the moon above….

***

with a mysterious look

she glances around,

as the lovely stars that

peep on the ground..

***

Fragrance fills the air

where she goes,

sweetly as the

tranquiled  rose.

***

A twinkle in her eyes.

a gleam rich and divine,

she moves forth

with the air that flows…

***

Every soul dreams of her

she glides amongst the

clouds in heaven…

when a hand holds

her with comfort,

she stays with him

in life forever.

DEWDROPS OF THE NIGHT!

For the new moon I decked the nature

with the silent dewdrops

appearing like pearls

over the beautiful soft laden grass.

The silvery stars spoke

of the adorned love

twinkling with smiles and laughter

sparkled the whole universe….

Pleasant gentle breeze moved

swaying the daffodils

lilies loved the sweet fragrance

which reached them from the jasmines…

Miles and miles

the light spread…

traveling  along your path

  the new moon I met

gorgeously peeping

from behind the grey white clouds

of the sky….

Translucent drops

glittering on edges

of leaves fresh

and the dangling branches!

Basking in delight

relish the wondrous nature

which I created !

O ! human

for your pleasure….

 elucidating the world with light!

(PHOTOCREDIT:indulgy.com)

PICTURE IT AND WRITE- “THE SWING OF LIFE”

WRITTEN FOR ERMILIA’s BLOG-PICTURE IT AND WRITE! http://wp.me/p1HrCI-11k This is an old poem but I felt  it befitted the picture prompt !

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laps of oscillatory movements,

with moments as fulcrum of  thoughts,

the ropes of bonds and love,

seated on the emotions crushed…

 

Here sways the swing of life with rhythm…

 

Darkness prevails engulfing the light,

visibility diminishes , weakening the mind,

a lantern of hope burns and illumines,

the path untrodden …untraversed in life…

 

In such a way sways the swing of life in rhythm…

 

Pivot of the spirit , we decide,

accordingly the living takes the ride,

Dangling with the  strings of  our deeds,

Swinging against the wind is a newness we find!

 

Thus ! sways the swing of life!

 

Swaying beautifully ,flowing is  the swing of life!

In rhythm it moves and sweeps!

gently touching the air divine,

 infinitesimally making  our presence shine!

 

******

 

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INSIGHT!

As the curls unfold, revealing thy nature,

a soft bosom is

discovered

 silently in

heart’s essence.

hard kernel visualized

and the hidden interior

soft smiles…

protruded like branches

piercing like thorn

the patience pays

when the hand touches the

rose after long!

Slowly and gently

picking and plucking

the prickles

it reaches the centre of attraction!

A solitaire takes years

to form,

forget not

it was

merely  a black coal

for long!

(PHOTOCREDIT:www.jagaro.net)

HOPE UNITES GLOBALLY -The ‘Hug Award’

A humble token of gratefulness to Wendell  http://wp.me/p1jKxA-2YRwho nominated me for this special and prestigious award.To be nominated by Wendell is in itself a gift and a blessing,for his words have true reflection of the divine.

 

Hope Unites Globally – HUG Award Guidelines.

The HUG Award© was initiated by Connie Wayne at A Hope for Today at http://ahopefortoday.com, which promotes hope, love, peace, equality, and unity for all people.

The HUG Award©

• is for people with an expectant desire for the world, for which they:  Hope for Love; Hope for Freedom; Hope for Peace; Hope for Equality; Hope for Unity; Hope for Joy and Happiness; Hope for Compassion and Mercy; Hope for Faith; Hope for Wholeness and Wellness; Hope for Prosperity; Hope for Ecological Preservation; Hope for Oneness

•  recognizes and honors those who help keep hope alive in our current world, which is plagued borld, which is plagued by war, natural disasters, and economic recession.  They nurture hope, in any of the above areas (in italics),  by the work they do, or in their personal lives with things such as blogging, public speaking, charity work, etc.

• is for people who, without giving up or compromising their own religious, spiritual, or political beliefs, are able to nurture hope and respect the dignity of all people.
  

• is for those who, without bias or prejudice, use their resources and gifts to make the world a better place for everyone.

• is for people who have a hope or an expectant desire that the work or talents they use in things such as blogging, public speaking, charity work, etc., will make a positive impact on the world.

These people do not have to actively use the word “hope” in their work or creative talents.  They only need be conscious of their desire to make the world a better place for everyone.

These people use their available resources–a smile, a hug, a helping hand, a listening ear, a voice, time, money, possessions, education, personality, talent, websites and blogs—to make a positive impact on the world and make the world a better place to live.

I would like to nominate wonderful people here on WordPress who have touched me through their ray of hope !

I have named only few of the friends here  and definitely the rest of them whom I have not been able to include have a  special place in my heart.

1. Sheri http://theothersideofugly.wordpress.com
2. Takelight http://takelight.wordpress.com
3. John(human pye)http://humblepye.wordpress.com
4. John coyote http://johncoyote.wordpress.com
5. Gys
6. Subhabratahttp://subhabratadasgupta.wordpress.com
7. Pleiades http://pleiades513.wordpress.com
8. Neelkanth Sir http://neelkanth.wordpress.com
9. Martha
10. Ajay http://ajaytao2010.wordpress.com
11. !Earth unitedhttps://1earthunite.wordpress.com
12. Uzoma http://85degrees.wordpress.com
13. lvsrao http://lvsrao.wordpress.com
14. Shilpi http://ThoughtSummary.wordpress.com
15. a windowof wisdom http://awindowofwisdom.wordpress.com

THE PATHWAY

(PHOTOCREDIT:123rf.com)

 

It hasn’t been long since the pathway on which she walked everyday used to converse with her.

The routine frequent visits of the people from the nearby neighborhood,the silent tremblings of the trees with branches brushing each other merrily and soothingly.The footsteps which left an imprint on the loosely scattered dust,the marks of some four-legged creatures that came wandering here during the  night in search of prey or to quench their thirst from the nearby stream.

The path narrated innumerable stories of such trodden ones who became a pat of the lost track sometime for a moment in this life.

As if  the path enjoyed the presence of everyone that had been on it once ever.

Its life revolved around the lives of the beings those came to its acquaintance anytime.

The strange bushes that looked wild and almost bended over the way to cover it half through its width were proud to be dominating the place of such varied interest.

The colorful violets,lilies,flowers of all fantasies peeped over and over to have a look at the most intriguing pathway.

She was the only on e who understood the language of the abstract .She could read the lines of thoughts that got drawn on the canvas of the existent path. The zig zag ones spoke loudly about every living being that had traced on to this and with fond or sour memories .

Few had cursed the one to lead them into dark entangling forest,some had blessed it for showing them the light after the prolonged darkness.

It all depended on how far one went on it and in search of what !

Seekers just went on without having a second thought,enjoying the journey and the feel of such a place that led them out of nowhere and took them away from the stress.

This pathway was an integral part of her life now.She started presuming it to be her guide,her mentor,which showed her the right path and opened new dimensions out of nowhere  every time when she got stuck. The faith of the belief that the way always navigated her through the difficult times was amazing and mystical.

She had glorified the pathway in her own way and it accomplished the crown of  its proclaimed glory!

(PHOTOCREDIT:www.asergeev.com)