You brouhaha at my allure Preen over my branches array Awe over ‘a tree in a tray’ Bringing blooms in Nature, indoor But,wish my arms
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On a Stormy Night
Cozy inside near the fireplace, Sipping a hot cup of coffee, I watch the embers dance in glee, Oh! The flames they seem to embrace.
Introspecting Inner Voice
Mind often travels to far land To accrue food beyond trite life And escape death from daily strife Wistful eyes look for balmy stand. Haywire
Mother Of Mine
She nurtures nascent bud to life, She may not be an armoured knight, She guards her child in every plight, She endures every pain and
Camouflaging Feelings
Each day is a new opening, Choices and changes to be made, Camouflaging feelings should fade, Rise and accept new beginning. Hiding feelings under the
Boxing Day
Crammed is my home, boxes galore, a slice of yesterday in each, life-lessons plenty, did each teach. Hits, misses, memories, and more. It’s time to
Call of Autumn
The cool zephyr gently whispers In the ears of trees that stand tall, Leaves pirouette to autumn’s call Dazzling in myriad colors. Spreading the crowned
La’Battalia
It’s an ever-growing bee line They’ve been waiting since forever Angst cough and impatience fever When was the last time things were fine? White coated
Seeking Salvation
In search of the elysian fields, Meandering lands, jaunting seas, I pursued the elusive peace, Allured by the power it wields. Wading through the throes
It’s My Life
On the crossroads of Life I stand Pondering which path I should take And whatever choice I shall make Won’t you be there to hold
The Night Carnival
Argent orb rose o’er lilac sky Stars, bright lights of a country fair Fete is set with celestial ware Carousel starts at pink dusk shy
I am no Different
People called me different, why? To their views I did not agree I allowed nothing to stop me My only limit was the sky! They
Twilight Thoughts
In twilight of my austere life My weary soul intensely stirred My meditative mind is rife Boldly rational vision blurred. Familiar fragrance wafts In the
Coercive Froth
Gales of giggles visit no more, Cozy confines, a dreamy past, Even thoughts of love, do not last, Torn heart asunder bleeds galore. Fragmented soul
Wanderlust
Many called him a wanderer, Others’ referred him useless guy, the one who always wants to fly, Waste his time, being ponderer. He stopped explaining
Paper Boats
The vintage albums I flip through Takes me back to halcyon days On grandmother’s lap I would laze Under pristine skies azure blue She stoked
Sepia Dream
Where are you, my child? I hear you Shuffle, giggle behind the door. As I catch you, you’ll squeal some more. So, I turn the
Incomplete Without You
Darling, as I stand near your grave You had vowed to be by my side In this life’s roller-coaster ride To hold you tight is
A Season Where Heaven and Land Coalesce
Shimmering icy serenade Adorns bare trees with crystal crowns Cold Nature in crystal white gowns Caressing eyes with pure white shade Wintry willow wands pirouette