in eventuality in perception of unknown in realization of truth in pursuit of perfection .... how often shall we stumble hold the universe on shoulder and be blamed forever ... the page witnesses colour of ink and its chaos within silence of words...
The solitary fragrance
the petals flew with wind traveling through cedars and hills what remained... the solitary fragrance invisible , intrigue retreading the journey the returning season in boulevard of memories finds esoteric nectar ... lost yet etched scattered yet embedded redolence of faith dispersed in nature.... @soumya
Roots
herein i fortify the roots of nature ones which need love and affection in storms whence they stand stronger deeper to travel more inside the gravel.... roots of life , roots of human cause of ignorance or wisdom anchor thyself, in soil introspect inside what lies on the layer is superficial above the ground...the world is so different underneath... the real roots exist and appear.... @soumyav
THE WALK
traversed a long way with those petals carried which essence of life through dark ways, unknown bends Tis a thought or the expression of my mind' clueless, in aloneness I quietly ponder of the walkway touched , untouched by miles of distance I await the Milky Way to bring the change.... @Soumya
THE UNTIRING PAIR
They nv’r learnt to rest
The untiring pair stood everywhere –
in corridors, in queue
struggling for survival
even in nights, beside the bed
burdened with duty, the lonesome pair
They surprise
shock
smile over and share
“Tis our dedication” ,spoke the duo very clear
filling the corridors with resonance
proclaiming their presence
I unfailingly rest for few hours
While the pair of energetic legs stand forever
DRIED
this time the ink has dried like my spring of feelings parched over time and ages season seems frigid buds remain unbirthed flowers seem withered stagnant is nature nothing changes arid becomes heart tongue becomes voiceless agony is the new me pain is the new name. ©Soumya
In chasm of time
In chasms of time shall the world
try to find
searching in remaining ashes
in the burnt petals
Fragrance! that would pervade
beneath the buried treasures
those alphabets of emotion
gazes of selflessness
while sprinkling dust
on death of time…
©Soumya
Redundant
I triumphed over the odds
Sometimes to slash the thorns
the blossoms on stretched meadows
caressed wounds while I galloped
as if flying on unicorn
A halt for a while , a shelter under a tree
gathering perspired breaths
rose the spirit to journey
Yeah ! it is the endless path
road to the ethereal resort
tents, huts , caravans
allure midway along
neither any fancies nor any whims
is abreast
to stop the dreams
The soul glimpses and carries forth
A new endeavor to survive on!
To that horizon…
Where land ends and meets the sky
dissolve the golden and earthy pastels nearby
to that horizon
O ! My love!
I wish to travel before I die
Where mingle our breaths
heart beats dance on same rhythm
to that universe ,
let us walk down
and create a new heaven.
where kisses the saffron ,
maiden earth in twilight of dusk so near
to that periphery of cosmos,
come ! Let’s glide and travel.
©
Gasp of air
While the thick muck of negative air strangled one’s soul
and stiffened become the veins
in moments life becomes a sore
when brushing aside the sludge of thoughts
Break ,they
the inside of your heart
warns a signal
an alarm
halt! watch and then walk along
Tis sludge
you shall gasp for air
While the wounded spirit slashes past
to rebirth and continue on path…
soumyav 