PICTURE IT & WRITE- “MIRROR OF LIFE”


Written for Ermilia’s blog:http://wp.me/p1HrCI-14o “PICTURE IT AND WRITE”

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The mirror of life 
ornamental ,
exquisitely  intricate,
reflection is

 distinct and clear,
you  glow
 the skin radiates
the milky white 
softness 
of scintillating cleavage  clear!

Alas ! The wondrous pattern 
of  life remains always hidden,
bedecked on your gorgeous back
it is a mystery forever...
neither it explicates 
the logic...
nor the reason of
getting allured...
beautiful butterflies 
fly and allude
trying to convey a message unclear!

Hitherto
 there's no mirror at the rear,
to exhibit 
the truth surreal
Paint a face of vibrant colors
virtually visible to every peer!

BUTTERFLY KISS !


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flipping I flew
kissing your cheeks
With my soft wings
I fluttered  and encircled you
shrouding from
the scorched ray
of  sorrow...

wings of desire
emerged
A  butterfly I transformed into
from a caterpillar...
magical  touch
 yours was 
the gift of love
I welcomed
from the darkness
I  sprung ...
watching you philander
and 
 I being coquette
for your pleasure!

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Written for Edward's blog: Romantic Monday

Everything Before Romantic Monday.

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The LOST FAWN !


A beautiful fawn loses its way
in search of the eternal musk
while running through the dense woods 
where the dawning sun appears like dusk!

Where do you go,
O! innocent one
on the bejewelled treasure hunt
the fragrance that pervades in the air 
dwells in your bosom!

Bewildered it looks
eyeing leaves of every branch 
dismayed with the futile effort
the little fawn exhausts!

Whilst on the trail mustering courage
endlessly it runs and wails
for the clueless chase 
of the cosmic essence...

Delicate legs, ache and stumble
rests the fawn in the jungle,
the breeze changes its direction
in dilemma the fawn ponders!

O! lovely fawn!The sweeter one
why do you get wandered 
amidst the thick forest...
you can never discover the origination...
Sit quietly in peace ! my child!
I dwell within your core,
close your eyes to find the mystic
that gets revealed
in tranquil . 

MIDGET !


With the zephyr danced the butterflies

coloured spectrum imaged in the blue

between the leaves green and air nude

they delicately fluttered their wings!

 

A twirl lovely, a whirl fascinating,

swirling and sitting on a daffodil shy,

love to dip in  the fragrance

of the roses and lilies

swaying by…

 

The sun smiled at their innocence

brightening  the aura

reflecting on the spectacular designs and patterns,

rejuvenating the midgets of nature,

to continue the play of eternal enamor…

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THE PATHWAY


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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!

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THE REAL GEM


English: dew on grass Français : rosée sur une...

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Like the particles of sand,everything seemed to slip out of the hands,the hard earnings which took years to show up, the status that killed every second of the time of  relaxation,the fame  like an instant glowing bulb,which can get fused any moment .

Contemplating , he sat on the linen of  grass,that was extremely attractive and inviting still was left unnoticed.For people around were too busy and engaged in their own world of miseries and worries.Few fearing the thought of losing the inevitable, others apprehending the failure of certain action which hadn’t been taken.

The velvety feel of the green lawn was so absorbing and relaxing,the moment he lay his bare feet on its surface,he felt as if all his negative thoughts and energy has vanished and been drained through his veins to the verdancy. Why had not he ever come here ,why didn’t he notice such a wondrous wonder!

Everyone spend thousands over an appointment in a spa or find different  ways to have moments of peace,some spendthrift and buy things which aren’t  necessary for them at all,many waste their notes on gadgets which they feel could be of use during their leisure or pastime .

But none of the things above provide, the comfort and the peace that he got while  he stepped on this green grass.

He walked few steps,stood there,gazed around and finally sat.

Within a  few minutes he was plucking the small sheaths of grass and throwing them as a kid would , oblivious of his surroundings.

Such serenity and free atmosphere ,he hadn’t experienced since ages.Without spending a single penny he could get the happiness which had been lost somewhere in the due course of life.

Hours went and he amused himself by observing every individual  that went by and the scene around him .

Today he had discovered  the real gem of life which was precious as well as  free.

A RARE FRUIT !


You’re a rare fruit to pluck from the garden of Eden,

saturated with nectarous drink,

lustrous and shining as if

burnished by  the touch of cupid!

On the cumbersome branch  as you  swayed,

apple of the exotic garden ,

attracted and appealed,

eyes of  this  Adam’s  forage!

Fall in the cup of my palms,

feel thy touch of my warmth,

before I sense and taste your  essence,

disseminate your love  in abundance.

 

(PHOTOCREDIT:littlestepshome.blogspot.com)

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LIGO HAIBUN CHALLENGE (PROMPT-MELT)


A cold gust of air always followed when she walked past .She was known for her composed nature and for being an introvert.Thick glasses,unkempt hair tied into a bun,strange peculiar crisscross patterned dresses, she always made a joke of herself,but no one dared to laugh at her due to her strict nature.Anyone could just hate her.

Yesterday she traveled to Paris for a weekend training program .Everyone was shocked to see her name on the list,how could she be selected for such a prestigious fashion program?Her companion a handsome man in thirties, outspoken and elegant walked beside making  every onlooker fall for him.

After the welcome message and a casual dinner,the guests were shown way to their rooms and informed about the schedule of the events starting from early morning, the very next day.

The lights were dimmed,chandeliers slept,wind chimes played the soft tunes of melody.

A soft touch glowed her like a glow-fly.In the silhouette,beautiful cascade flowed with aromatic perfume,the satin created magic when it covered the feel alike skin nearby,
the hard rough outline  melted into a smooth silky image. The molten bosom amalgamated into his arms.He whispered ,” I have discovered my nymph melting in depths of my time.”

 

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Crude and rough it was,

cut and polished diamond,

bedecked the royal crown…

This post is for the HAIBUN challenge. http://ligoeditions.wordpress.com/2013/02/07/the-ligo-haibun-challenge-prompt-melt/

The Līgo Haībun Challenge ~ Prompt ”Melt”.

SMOKE!


Embraced your absence with fragrance of my soul,

I lived every moment in flowers of zephyr,

those which coloured my colourless sight,

their essence  filled my heart’s  nectar…

 

With open arms I welcomed,

the   gentle wind that traveled 

absorbed within the feel of you,

it sprayed the mist of your presence.

 

Beside the shores where i walked,

the setting sun smiled and laughed,

for the waves came kissed me goodbye,

and i still awaited your sight…

 

Enthralling night ,the moon shone high,

I sat with noises of turbulent sighs,

The smoke of the chimney rose ,

The saucepan burnt ….

 

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GERMAN LIED


 

 

close enough to hear your breath,

warmed by your feelings affectionate,

cruising on the sail of life,

in your arms in darkness of the night.

enchanting melodies sway my locks,

your graceful touch embraces the fall,

drowning in the emotions flooded,

my heart sings an amorous song!

floating in the land of fantasy,

coming back to the reality,

i find myself in your embrace

sleeping calmly …

in the echoes of the  LIED!

 

LIED:( german art or  love song!)

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