2013 image,Goa
It’s a matter of choice,
On life’s bent.
Acceptance shortens the distance.
Together we rejoice
being present
in slightly flavoured existence
:
On a bright sunny day
Here I dwell
In this land where metaphors breathe.
Sweet nothings all the way
In clean shells
Shine through sequined transparent sheathe.
:
Festivities galore
Hope fills me
With doses of tranquility.
Treasure in my heart’s core
Sets me free
With message of humility.
~~payal~~
Poetry form :Tri-fall written for OctPoWriMo 2014
Ah. I seem to be dwelling in the land of verse too, but here it is beautifully rainy :) but happiness can be found where we want it I guess.
ReplyDeleteYes, that's true! Thank you Vinay. :)
Delete..in the land where metaphors breathe..I love this line:)- Nicely done!
ReplyDeleteThanks! :)
DeleteI have to agree - what a wonderful line! And a beautiful poem! So glad you're a part of OctPoWriMo again!
DeleteThanks much Amy. :)
DeleteThanks Lizzi :)
ReplyDeleteI thought my comment will be the first one :P The moment you posted this, I commented. Its brilliant Payal :)
ReplyDeletehehe..thanks! :)
DeleteLovely!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Kathy. :)
DeleteI love your word choices in this lovely poem! It just floats along, elegant and evocative.
ReplyDeleteThanks Christine. :)
DeletePayal love this line: Shine through sequined transparent sheathe.
ReplyDeleteThanks Tamara. :)
DeleteFestivities galore..true. All in the mood. loved the poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks Philo :)
DeleteThis is very lovely. Nice one.
ReplyDeleteThanks. :)
DeleteAbsolutely resounding.
ReplyDeleteIn the nature everything accepts
thats why nature is so pretty.
Acceptance shortens the distance.
Thanks a lot dada! :)
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