I can see the sun rise…

I can see the sun rise, Over the rooftops of my town, But the darkness lingers in the woods behind me, Dripping from broken branches in ways that only darkness could. The peace has long fled my being, I can feel the talons of darkness that grip my heart. The sun warms the waking world,… Continue reading I can see the sun rise…

Dance in the dark

I can see the moon over the meadow, As you twirl into my arms, We'll dance in the dark, And race the rivers where they run. For you and I fill find a place, Beneath a blanket made of stars, To start afresh. When the dawn is almost upon us, We will find our footsteps… Continue reading Dance in the dark

A Rivulet

The rivulets of joy flowed down, Meandering down the stony bed. Striking the rough cobbles, The bubbling brooks danced all the more, As they created a symphony that resonated around. The rivulets of joy deluged the barren being, Infusing a life new, Nothing seem to dam the tide, It was a surge of ecstasy, It… Continue reading A Rivulet

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 .

TANKATUESDAY WEEKLY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 243, #SYNONYMSONLY

Ruth, from RuthKlein’s Scribbles, has selected words: Family & Peace My synonyms are clan and love I have written an Abhanga. Love: A Requiem times strange now we live inclan of near and dear onesblood ties yet love outrunseach to his own show of lifetime charadesstoic coldness aboundsself interests compoundtrue love no more Via :… Continue reading TANKATUESDAY WEEKLY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 243, #SYNONYMSONLY

Flea Market -2

In the hustle of our daily life,we meet so many people. We see so many faces,faces that we don't know or may never see again. But they leave a mark on our minds,an image that stays imprinted forever.Today's star in the Flea Market is The Kind Stranger.First,let us be clear about the definition of the… Continue reading Flea Market -2