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Written for Ermilia’s “Picture it and Write”. http://wp.me/p1HrCI-1jm

 

slippery the dark alley,

wet with gruesome doubts,

the smooth floor of love lies today

in the dull passage of incertitude…

 

On the end stood the soul,

watching the melee of thoughts

awaiting to be swept by

a turbulent storm!

 

Truth has different facades

each has a different tale,

need of the hour

proclaims to wipe out the fears across the lane…

 

then would the darkened walls

be illuminated

song of pure clear love

shall flow through then

the gloomy ramparts!

 

 

 

 

 

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!

PICTURE IT & WRITE: FAIRY TALE !


WRITTEN FOR ERMILIA”S BLOG:  http://wp.me/p1HrCI-13p

PICTURE IT AND WRITE!

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She was the darling of his eyes,

he loved her like a bemused lover

years they lived together

never went away

from each other…

 

fairy tale their life seemed,

happiness in full measure,

every man passing by

would get envy of such beautiful composure…

 

Jealous eyes reached them once

casting spell on their treasure,

one fateful night,

he went alone

never again he returned from his leisure…

Years later …

the story was written…

.

.

an accident had  occured…

the lover got killed on the spot,

the girl was unaware of the trouble,

that very night a storm washed

the lanes of the small village,

the young girl got drenched

and got carried away for miles …

with the flooded waters…

.

.

.

Today a colourful butterfly

rests in peace

and dwells in his dried eyes…forever

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 !

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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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PICTURE IT & WRITE – RELIVE !


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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 golden auburn tresses, curly locks entwined,

moving with soft breeze and tingled whenever they shied,

fingers ran through …got caressed themselves…

rejuvenating life and my senses…

 

Close to her ,

feeling the breath pristine,

I still yearned for their touch,

for they made me feel divine…

 

Sometimes a word of conflict,

made us turn away,

but a touch of  that  flickered cascade,

left us in a soft embrace…

 

 My soul misses  the moments of such ardor,

When my day began by kissing the beautiful hair,

night being its espouse…

I  today possess only a  moment clicked… in hands,

For it has been twenty years when she left  me dying  in those strands…

 

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