My soul tethered deep into my conscience is my anchor of life. Strong and sturdy, weathering the life's storms,it has grown. Lateral branches lush with verdant emotions, lush with life sprout shading me from harsh glares. They droop down burdened with the plethora of life's emoticons. And as they touch down to meet my inner… Continue reading Rooted#Writephoto(a Haibun): A Repost
Joys( A Gogyohka) Little joys unnamed Sprout in life’s tiny niches Blossoms of a rapturous hued hope Spread a fragrant cheer As sorrow is now tamed. Via : https://wp.me/p4xNpg-blt
Life a melange, A pot -pourrie of love, Subtle and soft, Fragrant calm, Absorbing, That rippled fear, That tearful torrent, That maelstrom of emotions. Infusing that mindless lacuna, Filling it to brim, With joyful repertoire. Dark times, Shaded shadows, Gloomy hopes, Subverting, Dashing all life inside. Then, Only then, We look inside, Seeking solace, From… Continue reading Just hold on
This week’s inspiration is to use Mad as one of your “A” words, meaning all “A” words must rhyme with MAD. Life's small joys are now not a fad, People let out deep hollow laughs, Feelings closed tight in a carafe, And everyone is so much sad, All Hearts in immense anger clad, Spewing venom… Continue reading Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 3 MAD.
A shiny gift of surreptitious love, Anonymously sent a dark day, A catchy, meticulous bow, Tying up all the loose ends, Sericeous and vibrant, The starry facade, Sheathing bounties, Sent unknown, Spreading, Love.
"Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “practice/practise.” Use it any way you’d like" Why everything has to be a ceremony in our life? Why can't we live life impromptu? There is ecstasy in spontaneity. We lose small joys in the quest of perfection. Just let go, And be you. Practice to live… Continue reading The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 18/2020
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.… Continue reading The circle of life- (a Haibun)
A song, Euphonious, Lilting,stirring,blending, Spreading tranquility unfeigned, A bliss.
Soulful melody through whispering trees, Luscious notes reverberating through, Infusing into my deep core, Redolent with love unbound, Seeping into cold veins, An ambrosial rythm, Full of sweet love Icicles, Melted, A Bliss, Deep.
Deep in my dreamy slumber I heard, A symphonic melody play, It flowed around so untamed, Traipsing on vernal branch, Waltzing along buds, A fragrant burst, Melody, Real, Pure.