It's time # Day 1

                                                                                                               2013 image, Saharanpur
 
It's October again!

A time to break the walls

Of the shiny chrysalis
And set myself free.


It’s time,
To dive within
and break-open the boxed treasure
That lies chained in the false notions

And hold me back.

It’s time to trust
And fly free
To embrace myself

And be me!

~~payal~~
 
This post is a part of OctPoWriMo 2014 and UBC
 Also linking it to WW-54

32 comments:

  1. "...chained in the false notions..." Lovely image! I'm glad you're a part of OctPoWriMo again.

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    1. Thanks Amy! Glad to be a part of it again. :)

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  2. I would be happy if you didnt mention " October " as your poem is picturing very tenderly about Nature inside and nature outside and about FREEDOM.

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  3. I can feel you flying in your words. Welcome and well done!

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  4. Absolutely lovely Payal, great beginning! Thank you for sharing with OctPoWriMo

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  5. A beautiful way to begin OctPoWriMo, well done!

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  6. I especially love the second stanza. Beautifully done.

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  7. Payal, I tend to fall away from visiting after October ( sorry) but I so remember enjoying your poetry from last year ( really I do) I am looking forward to spending time here again.

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    1. Oh dear..it's ok and a big thank you for showing your support.:)

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  8. Trust and fly free...Nice Payal...:)-

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  9. Beautiful opening for fall!

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  10. Amen to a new chapter!

    Thanks for linking up your wonderful capture n your creation, Payal :)

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  11. Love it. If this is how you fly free looks like it will be a great month here!

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  12. Ahaaaa ...You were born not in " October" but when the whole nature is in suspense for the Autumn's farewell, the Sehnai in nature is playing the Lalit Raag , the rag of tearful "Baul " singers singing the songs of some what tranquility , The nature has now little to do but smilingly rememberig all the seasons laughters and cryings behind. Nature is preparing for Romantic shivers , for Winter to arrive. To nature there is no "October or November etc " Nature sings different Raag for different moods.

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  13. The second stanza really held some lovely phrases for me. Thanks for sharing at OctPoWriMo!

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  14. Yes :) Break free and be you. Even after OctPoWriMo perhaps.

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  15. Lovely poem and so full of beauty and hope! Great beginning for OctPoWriMo!

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  16. quite charming imagery.

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