Drifted from its path
Heralding a change in season
Graceful and unique
Writing a Haiku after a long time. Though I cheated with an extra syllable, I couldn’t perfect it the way I would have liked. This stray battered-looking leaf landed upon the window of my car one afternoon and I clicked immediately. It looked so perfect perched on the glass window. Joining Esha and Natasha for #WordlessWednesday & Parul for #ThursdayTreeLove.
It was my little one’s birthday yesterday. Sharing some pictures of him and a few lines to mark the day. 🙂
Looking through the photos of yesterdays’,
I’m reminded of the time that’s disappearing fast
Your naughtiness troubling me every moment,
Yet, that’s something I would cherish for years to come
The anger I shower,
As you try to climb a wall or get inside a cupboard
Only because I love you so much more,
Your senseless adventures knock the sense out of me, dear
But, never let go of your curiosity,
No matter how scared it makes me
That’s a wish I have for you,
My crazy adventurer, who melts my heart!
this mind rattles in the dark oft
a glimmer of hope could help perhaps
nothing but an overcast
it shan’t last for long
dark clouds can’t linger forever
soon will it rain down
and the sun will appear bright again
a cleansing ritual is all this
gently sweeping and mopping the stains away
and a final rinse to spruce up
a good cry to flush that fog
the silver lining may hover for longer this time
a wish that meanders my way when it rains!
This poem is written as part of the #WordsMatter blog hop, organized by Corinne, Shalini, and Parul where 42 of us are coming together to share our musings on the prompt ‘When it rains’. I received this tag from Sunita at Mumbai On A High and it’s my pleasure to pass on this tag to Anagha Yatin at Canvas With Rainbow.
She looked outside her window. The night looked pleasant and calm, unlike her mind, which was brewing a storm with every passing second.
She wanted to be calm like that night – branches of trees gently swaying along with the breeze, flowers nodding along half-asleep, even the air smelled fresh and peaceful.
If only she could be at peace like that! But today no peace offerings were going to pacify her. Broken promises left a sad trail of scars on her mind. Once again, her beloved husband had broken his promise and thereby broke her heart for the umpteenth time.
Why can’t he throw his socks into the hamper instead of stuffing it under the bed? Such a simple request treated with such callousness deserved no kindness of her heart.
Disclaimer: Though this is a work of fiction, any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely intentional. 🙂
This fiction is written as part of the #WordsMatter bloghop organized by Corinne, Shalini, and Parul where 47 of us are coming together to share our musings on the prompt ‘Outside my Window’. I received this tag from Suchita Agarwal at tales of Suchita and it’s my pleasure to pass on this tag to Ruchi at The Vagabond.
Into the wilderness
Wanders my mind
A world of chaos
A web of what-ifs
Making a criss-cross.
Glimpses of tranquil
I see, deep within the soul
Serene and beautiful
A place to get lost
Away from this clutter.
Chaos and tranquil,
All a part of me.
Never too late,
To accept the mess and peace
That resides side by side
Within this heart,
And the self is whole again
As it was, always.
This poem is inspired by this beauty who we met at a wildlife sanctuary in Arizona.
Joining Esha for #WordlessWednesday this week.
Often I stroll,
With roots deep below, and
Calm and composed above,
Battling battles of my own,
Where no eyes reach,
To spy or judge,
A summer shade,
A winter wonder,
Questioning my purpose,
Perhaps, this many appearances I keep,
Is, in fact, my purpose in this life, I wonder.
Sharing the above picture and verses with Parul’s #ThursdayTreeLove,