Within the pages of time a moment bookmarked a flower tender smiled to be a part, with its exuberant radiance decorated the script filled the words with redolence deciphered the book with simple encrypt ! @soumya2013 PHOTOCREDIT:www.spwallpapers.com
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PICTURE IT & WRITE!- “As an heiress”
Written for Ermilia’s Picture it and Write! http://wp.me/p1HrCI-16a
The scarlet floated in the air
touched the crystalline water clear
kissed by the reflected azure
I lie hereby with my dreams to endure!
With zillion dots to conjure
a fantasy in the serene atmosphere
enlivened by the words
those appeared
dwelt I deep
swirling in the whirlpool
of imaginary conjecture!
The moment still
freezes like a scene
As me floating
upon the misty lake
like a heiress of
Aphrodite or Hera!
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… PHOTOCREDIT:www.rspb.org.uk
SALVE
A shriek from the realms of the heart Echoes down within the veins Swiping away the sweet melody now breathes the saddened symphony…. Bruises unseen felt ,when touched respire through the open wounds, The salve to soothen the lesion Has vanished in the dark… Words of comfort can't calm the ache, as a sojourn cannot blossom the flowers Of a dying barren state… PHOTOCREDIT:www.elephantjournal.com
EMBERS !
Glowing balls in the sky sparkling with dazzled fire, Wishes mine are the embers Burning with bright desire... Lost and lonely i was untill i heard your decision Molten thoughts flowed away While on way to your carnival... You lived amidst the valley of flowers Where heaven was shy of The beauteous creation... I stepped in your paradise echoed the words then in my ears, Of the song that we had hummed together... "There will a moment of bliss When you and my soul shall meet... Inspite of lips being stitched Love will be in our eyes for each other..." PHOTOCREDIT:www.vervegirl.com
YOUR PRESENCE !
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:
NIRVANA !
Beneath the peepal tree
sat a monk
Searching for the Ultimate truth
in the depths of time for long!
Death he saw everywhere
bidding adieu a normal fare
“joy, sadness
riches, miseries
luxuries golden
or torn destiny…
Nothing remains
in the end of the journey
empty handed
departs the body ! “
Doubts and queries
confused his intellect
perplexing his soul
thoughts unanswered…
leaving behind
a palace of riches
a kingdom of wealth,
Sacrificing the desires
that we love,
setting afoot when young
he went in search
for the Real One….
The path unknown took days
to traverse
nearer he came to the Absoluteness of nature,
yet remained away from
the drops of Grace…
continuing his persistent attempt…
The gracious moment soon arrived,
the truth got revealed by Divine
when reawakening
enlightened his soul and mind….
Preached the world
the path of love
“Nirvana“, he became,
the Enlightened one…
(PHOTOCREDIT:cforum.cari.com.my)
PICTURE IT & WRITE – RELIVE !
Days of melancholic past
brushed aside
as I wiped the
memory aghast
Like the written words
on a board
white or black
get erased
with the duster …
I effaced
the old life
of my thoughts
with tender touch
of my palm…
A new surface
appeared before
shiny,glossy
transparent more,
I tried to touch it with
my fingers
feeling the
gentleness of the nimble…
I grinned
at the refreshed layer
a reflection
I saw very clear
Of my dreams
my aspirations alive…
I got
another chance
to live the life
the way
I like!
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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!
AMBITION !
Wings of Ambition!
