grim day of no light
cold wind prickling tender skin
a single drop clings
~
a single drop clings
others emerge from within
the whole being shivers
~
the whole being shivers
long look at a far distance
no light this grim day
* For MindLoveMisery’s Photo Prompt.
closing
the shutters down
as day’s first light appears,
lighting everything which is dark-
sleep-time
setting sunflower
bright day coming to an end
shy moonflower smiles
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* Written in response of Carpe Diem # 233.
tip-tip-toe-tip-tip
music of rain on pavement
lost in memories
~
out of oblivion
clouds shade the sky in its cloak
the first drops fell down
~
a midsummer rain
relieving yearning pupils
a solace from heat
~
elevated Sun
drizzling clouds in the sunshine
look for the rainbow
~
the midsummer’s day
longest in glory and rays
washed down by the rain
~
looking through window
a play of the rain droplets
meditating life
* Written in response of Carpe Diem # 219
the days of past
leave a certain trace
on the life’s mast
which is not always a grace,
.
they do leave a certain trace
which influences our future sail
which won’t always be a grace
because of the troubling gale
.
which influences our future sail
on the life’s mast
because of the same troubling gale
of the days of past.
(Poetic form:- Pantoum)
you know that feeling
when out of nowhere,
a thought comes across your mind
and you want to jot it down,
.
not because it is an important thought
but because something within you is urging you
to bring out the flicker of that light
that passed by the contours of your mind,
.
scribble it on a piece of paper
with a blue ink or black or even red,
keep on writing till the time
you have completely puked it out,
.
then store it inside a table drawer
already flooding with many such others,
place it carefully at the top
to be read some time in the future,
.
when you have almost forgotten about it,
one day you find it lying there lifeless, still
and read it in the light of the day
and simply smile at that cold thing from the past.
I hope you all have a wonderful 31st December.. Party hard but take care- don’t start the new year with a hangover. Happy 31 December- the last day of the year… the last day of the diary marking 2012!
Begone this year
for there is another one
to take your place
on our desks
and in our diaries
and on our walls
and in our schedules
but you will still remain
somewhere within our hearts
in the form of memories
both good and bad
but you will not be lost
forever
you will come back
in the night
and sometimes during day as well
to remind us
that you were there
to guide us forward
to the future.
