The tall chinar trees stand still in solemn silence, As the leaves tremble in the aftermath of resounding gunshots, The distant snow capped mountains mourn in a foetal hush, Lackluster seem the pristine meadows lush, The azure sky is now tinged in streaks of...
Theme : Every 5th line should becrepeated Sometimes I Fragment Fail Fall Still I choose to rise. Sometimes I Shatter Scream Shrivel Still I choose to rise. Sometimes I'm Alone Alienated Agonized Still I choose to rise. ...
Theme : Use all the colors of the rainbow in your poem Beneath the vermillion red sky, as I sit by the river during eventide, I'm mesmerized by a distant melody from a flute, I twirl endlessly lost in a distant realm, My orange and green lehenga...
In the darkest corner where silence reigned, In loneliness she sat shedding a deluge of tears, Cobwebs and dust shrouded her vapid face, Stories tarnished with tears manifested around her in rotating frames, I gently embraced her cold body that quivered with fear, She...
During moments of solitude, Rummaging through the debris I dust the alleyways of my mind And pick the choicest bits and pieces Of the cherished flowery past That has become history… Stories several they silently speak Breathing life in potent doses time and...
Pennies, dimes and cents so many, Though tarnished they gleam with wishes plenty, Tossed by the young and old after a prayer, A secret whisper from the heart sincere. A pet dog, a chocolate tree, A toy car, an enchanting fairy, Wishes innocent and adorable,...
Piled up are the plates, stained with dried up sauces, The edges and crumbs of the savored bread are scattered hither-thither, Tarnished are the glasses with finger prints and lipstick marks, Lopsided seems the tablecloth smeared with spilled gravies, Streamers...
Baggages small Baggages large Baggages tangled Baggages messy Inhabit the caged alleyways. They hang down, looming large, And sometimes flutter ceaselessly like birds gaining momentum, Oh! The howling wind beneath their wings, Hums an ominous dirge, All the...
They say the myriad hues of autumn are bright, But I say your azure sparkling eyes can even light up a starless night. They say the boisterous fall leaves dance with gay abandon, But I say your wild sprightly hair pirouettes with passion. They say the...
Summer slowly fades and beckons autumn, in utmost splendor, Oh! Nature seems like a bashful bride, Resplendent in colors of auburn,tangerine, purple and gold, She spreads her layered tresses of leaves like infinite yards of silken drapes, A sprightly feast to...
‘Twas spring! Dormant seeds sprouted from a deep slumber, And slowly blossomed into spritely flowers and leaves that bobbed with the passing zephyr, Lush green meadows and fields, Basked 'neath the nascent warmth until "Change!" said Nature as she welcomed the...
Should I call you a mother? Providing a safe haven You nurture me in ways several, And witness every milestone of mine with great ardor. Should I call you a child? Ruffling through my untamed hair You oft tug at my dangling shawl And naughtily toss the...
I had sculpted the dusky sky every night, Fervently looking for love Among countless stars. Thou wast the subliminal moon, Illuminating my soul in soft refulgence... I had meandered across fields several, Hoping to find ambrosial flowers that would seldom wilt....
The crepuscular sky was tinged with the kaleidoscopic hues of eventide, A heavenly sight to behold… Chirping birds like songsters sang their songs in unison Before returning to their nests, The lights of the city shimmered one after the other, As the sky now twinkled...
He said; "My love! I'm neither a good tradesman, nor an artist, A novice in everything, long is the list. I neither have diamonds nor any gold, But my simmering love will ne'er turn cold. I carry my heart on my sleeve, My feelings are true, please dost believe. Thou...
It was an autumn day shaded with myriad colors of crimson, auburn and amber… We both sat mesmerized by the hues of nature, Words of endearment held back within our pursed lips, Our fervent minds sat in quietude, trying to pick the right moment to reveal the...
Love me the way I want, So that I shall know it’s true… Love me - not just during the period of twilight Before the hours of dawn, But during the bright hours of daylight, Under the shining sun… Love me - not just when the night is engulfed...
Cool ,crisp wind of October blows untamed... The trees, once bashful, sway to the rhythm in ecstacy. Having transformed into a mature maiden in auburn shades they glisten, And as the golden tresses feather through, They go into a trance settling on the fervent...
I am a woman adorning different roles, Most of the time on my toes, running my house, And sometimes I sing, but I am not a singer, I dance, but I am not a dancer, I hopelessly dabble colours on a canvas but I’m far from an artist, I try to weave words but ain't...
I am a poet and thou art my muse, I want to ; Shower thee with a gentle drizzle of April showers, Infuse thee with the scent of heavenly petrichor, Adorn thy undulating tresses with freshly bloomed roses, Embellish thy silken skin with yards of vivid rainbow, Crown...
We’ve seen our love blossom into a fragrant flower, Danced and swayed with the zephyr breeze, And watched the sun rise and set across the horizon All these years together… As we are in the sunset of our lives, Our breaths seem to be counting days, And our wrinkled...
How I wish I were a poet who could pen down verses about our love dipping a quill in my mind of ceaseless thoughts and feelings… Every word written would be dictated by my mind, that is unstoppable. It would be embellished with purest love… And I would go on…. As if...
I had garnered all my choicest dreams Like glowing fireflies in a crystal jar, Cherishing them as my treasured possessions, I hoped to set them free one day, So that they soar up in the sky with glee. I locked, sealed and hid the jar in a safe place so that they...
Whenever I see you, I become mute, My fervent lips seem sealed and fail to lure Undecipherable words that lie hidden deep within the crevices of my heart... But my love, don't you read my eyes? They utter your names not once or twice but times infinite, Yearning for...
Freshly picked mangoes, Rolled into heaps, Washed and dried, Carefully checked for firmness By the hands of experts, They would be chopped into chunks Brined and spiced To make the renowned mango pickle… Oh! How we would plead, For a piece or two while they...
As we walk along the wet sea shore, The ocean breeze tingling our skin, The sand feels soft under our feet, With a thousand words our eyes do meet. You hold me close with a gentle touch, and kiss me with your gentle lips. I feel the taste of your nascent love, And...
The poem contains the following quote; It is a thousand pities never to say what one feels. Virginia Woolf ******** Feelings - a plethora of them lay inside my heart, Each one wafted with the fragrance of my silent love for thee, I hid them with an armored...
The twilight sky is resplendent with an aura of amaranthine bliss, Speckled in myriad hues of fading sunset, And then in slow succession waves of black creep in to swathe the hints of brightness, The magical black beauty draws a stark silhouette silencing all...
This poem includes the following quote by poet F.Scott Fitzgerald . There’s something between us ; a sort of pull. Something you always do to me , and I to you. *********** My Love! We have held our hands together through vicissitudes many, A bitter-sweet journey it...
In this universe enigmatic and vast, I have met people several in the past, Everyone had a role to play, In so many unfathomable ways. But with you there was a unique vibe, The surreal feeling ,it's hard to describe… The miraculous connection, my soul could feel, All...
Perched in the dusky sky, Among the constellation of stars, I beam ;I’m the brightest being that one can see, I’m a poet’s muse and an artist’s delight. However,I am not perfect all the time, I wax and wane , shifting my shape, I seem to be flawed at times, And during...
Life is a tapestry that is woven from myriad hues of threads called experiences, The threads used could be seemingly random, and sometimes lackluster, And at times entangled and frayed When perceived from the underside, But over time after being painstakingly woven...
At times, when memories, thoughts and feelings flood my mind, familiar images that may seem random at first, evolve into words that emerge with incoherence, And as I put my pen down, The words manifest spontaneously, An unmindful catharsis and detoxification occurs,...
Seek for me during the period of twilight before sunrise, In those sublime moments, I stay concealed. Search for me in the smudged words of a tarnished letter, In the indecipherable phrases, I linger quietly. Interpret the expressions of my muted face, In the weaved...
She was a woman with the most beautiful face, Many followed her all along admiring her curves and utmost grace. She had all the comforts that a woman could possibly possess - Wealth, fame and anything you would name; But deep down in her heart...
If nature was a lover… She would lift her love gently like the zephyr wind, And place him on the clouds encircling paradise, Watch him drift in oblivion along the cerulean sky, Glisten and caress him with her gentle rays of sunlight, Quench his thirst by garnering...
Isn’t it strange, how our minds can conjure thoughts so conflicting? Our hopeless mind is constantly tormented With a million choices, Good and bad, Right and wrong, Everyday, in our journey of life. When we are in great spirits, On a day filled with laughter...
Dear Woman, You are an epitome of love and grace, Roles so many you ardently embrace, Your patience is tested time and again, Yet you handle them all with a smile on your face, A multitude of masks you adorn to please the people around you, Sacrificing your dreams so...
Is she an enchantress from heaven? I fell for her not once but a thousand times….. Entranced by the alluring beauty, I travel to the realms of paradise. I pen my ardent emotions as an epistle to her in my diary…. My love, Thy radiant face gleams...
I had a lot of friends, I had people who cared, But I wished I had, Someone to call my own. I needed a mother, To kiss me goodnight, A loving father, To hug me tight. A family of my own, Where I could be happy, With a place to live, A place called...
A little girl sat on a verdant glen, And gazed up at the sky so high, She adored the fluffy contours, Wondering if those shapes were conjured. Beyond the clouds she questioned if, A magical kingdom existed, And looked around for some magic beans, To grow a beanstalk...
“O Naïve and innocent son, fate has cruelly struck you, My dear! How did this happen? Where and When? Was it a speeding car that hit your bike? Or a truck driver blaming a blind spot, A jaywalker, perhaps, whom you were trying to avoid, Could it be someone, envious of...