Circle of Life

Lot of water, Under the bridge has flown. Gusts of wind , They have blown the sand away. The verdant bush, Trimmed but has grown all the way. The flowering blossoms, Bloomed to scatter their seeds afar. Bees buzzing, They have found new petals. The twittering birds, They have found new nesting grounds. The hibernating…

Shadows

You leave pieces of yourself, Scattered everywhere you frequent. And your memories are suspended in time. Lives that you have brushed up against, Now live with an imprint of you, Firmly trapped in their mind. Time may change you, But your memory not. You leave the steps in the sands of time, And you come…

dancing…..

Dancing to the tunes of destiny, She pirouetted to fame, The decibels rose and fell, Still she danced to rythm of life, Impervious to the cacophony around .

#TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 210 #SYNONYMSONLY

My synonyms for Past and Present are Today and Elapsed. I have attempted a Gogyohka Nostalgic of what has elapsed Fearful of the enigmatic tomorrow Forgetful of today's little joys Leaving a fatigued soul And mind that is tattered. Via: https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2021/01/26/tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-210-synonymsonly/

#JusJoJan prompt the 8th – “Twisted”

What happens next, You wonder! What the stars foretell, You wonder! How the chimes of time turn, You wonder! You plan and envisage a future, It falls down like a pack of cards. You pick up the cards and stack them up, Yet it is blown away by the tempest. You stand alone in the…

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 175, #ThemePrompt

I have written a Gogyohka on the theme " The Day After." The day after is an unknown enigma Future blown away in life's tempest Swirled and swept in the whirlwind You have no hold What is ordained shall prevail. Via: https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/04/28/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-175-themeprompt/

A Haze

A dark haze, Clouds of vicious smoke, Spiralling, Waltzing to an ominous tango, Clawing its fangs deep down, Scavenging into a tormented soul. The mystic soul, Lost, Bewildered, Hurt, It wails. Seeking solace, Searching for a beacon bright, That would lighten up , Those dreary paths. Fallen into a dark abyss, It trudges along wearily,…

The circle of life- (a Haibun)

The rolling verdant expanses offer an infinite panorama of life. The valley is lush with dancing blossoms. They are imbued with warm colours of Mother Nature. Tall pines soar high majestically paying an obeisance to the blue skies. The denizens of the blue canopy above traverse down to lend their colours to the world below.…

RonovanWrites#Weekly#Haiku#Poetry Prompt#Challenge#266 Twisted &Cross

Twisted fates at play, Lines that cross never to meet, Life a vicious maze. Via : https://wp.me/p4y9jb-Gzg

If tomorrow Comes

If tomorrow comes, It will be, A harbinger of things new, Ushering in an ardent hope, Unearthing a cache of hidden dreams. If tomorrow comes, It will write new stories, Etching the leaves of time, Erasing the tales of yore, That mean no more. If tomorrow comes, It will heal old wounds, Festering animosity, Now…