THE FENCE


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Through the gates of the cricket fence,

I walked thousand steps

More or less I dare not count and guess

for the living

I went ahead in the woods unknown ,

in search of some wood to be  burn instead of coal!

 

The orange glow filled the place

with  light of hope and faith

I walked and trotted so as

to reach near the burning fire-lake!

 

As I stretched my arms

to touch the ball of effulgence

it moved back and I moved forth

a play of childhood began

….meanwhile

I forgot

I was there on an errand…

 

 

Smiled he , when I got tired

as I sat under the tree’s shade

slowly it too faded behind

the thousand trees

“which I needed for the fire

Of the evening meal!”

 

 

DIVINE EMBLAZON!


Earthy hues painted my soul with  pastels…
lost and perturbed lived I
in hedges or places palatial…
unsettled mind could not contain
the rue s of the glossy colors!
.
.
Divine emblazons made me bedazzle
with  sapphires,emeralds and pearls…
Vast sapphire studded sky  embraced
Warmth I found in the emerald of the earth ,
submersing my soul in the crimsoned vermillion
of the chromatic glow
of the burning ruby…
citrazine flowers fragranced my aura
perfume of which spread in the zephyr…
tinge of ultramarine blue defined
my image…
When I reached deep within…
As a pure white pearl
I emerged
from the altar of life’
where
enshrined
existed
the omnipresent thee!
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WATERFALL !


With the enormous waterfall of the heart

outpouring the waters in a cascaded form,

white sparkling ,turbulent flow,

a touch  there …

and lo!

you will be  carried away

with the stream

for miles and miles more…

eroding the soil ,washing the land

of saddened miseries

of incertitude,

fresh earth resurfaces ,

ready to sow seeds of faith 

with new hope through  HIS  hands…

the water incessantly follows the course,

current speeding with an urge more

 for the confluence 

with the divine ocean

dissolves the tiny atoms

of ego and despair …

 

Vanishes the identity ,

forgets the being,

in THY name

proclaims his living …

 

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NEW SEASON!


 
Of seasons changing

from autumn fall

new nodes of life

prospered on the stalks,

coloring the new envision

with a fresh green verdure…

 
Like times drought,

hath seen the dispassion,

sobriety sought the aim

trifled with reason

as every fall knoweth the truth

after the crepuscle comes the golden dawn,

whose rays shall glitter the waves

of the nearby flowing brook.

 

Spring donned the glamorous colours

arrived on her chariot of flowers,

bidding adieu to the matured autumn,

who awaits with utmost patience…

thence rendering the precious nature

in the embrace of the new season!

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A HOPE !


A hope sits on the window sill
every morning after the night darkening,
With a straw of happiness in her beak
to build a nest of compassionate dream…
 
Persistent in her efforts,
continuously she flies and gathers,
each single strand of luck,
with sincere diligent fervor.
 
Sometimes bruised ,hurt or scratched,
still then manages to fly
with her broken wings of thoughts
yet another golden morn!
 
A hope I find chirping everyday
singing a melody 
being happy and gay,
sitting on my window sill
every morning as I wake…
 
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A NOMADIC WANDERER!


Wandering as a nomad
Through sands and seas,
I embraced the heaven above
As my destiny…

Amidst the crowd
dies my soul,
In the bushes of daffodils
Lives my heart profound...

..Up with the birds it flees and dips,
With melody exalting
submerged in the waters clean…
Far away deep in the woods
I walk or
Where the ember glows
on the horizon 
Moon kissing the stars...

Lay I on the sand wherein
Alone I stand
tis the temporaire abide
in the vast expanse...

Bliss is whence I revertere
in the embrace of
the creator
ending my voyage
on earth
as a nomadic wanderer!


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WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE: UP ( high above he dwells)


Weekly Photo Challenge: Up.

up in the air

up in the air

kites flying high

kites flying high

coloured horizon above

coloured horizon above

sri lankan architecture

sri lankan architecture

high in the clouds the minaret of grand mosque,abudhabi

high in the clouds the minaret of grand mosque,abudhabi

grand mosque abudhabi

grand mosque abudhabi

artistic and exquisite

artistic and exquisite

the interior ceiling of the Grand mosque,abu dhabi

the interior ceiling of the Grand mosque,abu dhabi

grand and exotic

grand and exotic

I , a minute being on earth,

as I gaze at the sky,

far above

I find life…

flying in the blue skies..

sometimes in form of fluffy clouds,

amidst which the kites fly,

in the heaven far above,

shades of crimson highlight

the twilight

from where  the creator

 keeps an eye

on the tiny world

assuming to be  high

.

.

on the ceilings

of the universe

where thousands crystals sparkle

here I lie on the ground

being scrupulous

of  life forever…

A BLESSING!


Through the transparent glass I view

A glimpse of virtual life,

disguising as an enrapturing astral

Transcending from the sky…

 

The Milky way lights the darkened path

For the star  to travel down

that descends  with million sparkles

From the magnificent heaven….

 

A predestined womb awaits the ephemeris

The soulful life to be absorbed

Into an existence

For miracles to flow …

 

Emanating from the origin of universe

The divine soul radiates

 manifests  the  Absolute

Embodying as the child

of a  graced woman

who is  blessed

by the Supreme Creator  himself!

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TRIFECTA WRITING CHALLENGE- “ALCHEMY”


WRITTEN FOR TRIFECTA CHALLENGE: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/04/trifecta-week-seventy-two.html

ALCHEMY (noun)

 

 

 

fingers

 

Slender attractive

enamoured is the beholder

mesmeric beauty of

fair long fingers…

 

Yearning

to feel the

touch of the texture…

I bow and ask

for her hand

with romantic gesture!

 

With grace she places

her hand in my palm

accepting my humble love

Astounded I get

by the hypnotism

as I notice the gorgeous fingers

turning into

an alchemy of love

as  petals of lotus!