Kaleidoscope: April 2016

melodies~haikutime

Scarlet melodies.

The Sun is about to set.

Running short of time.

Precious notes float in air.

Moments slip like sand.

Moments slip like sand

No more procrastination

Scarlet melodies.

~~payal~~

haikumyheart

haikuhorizons

Just write

Wars make me sad

Be it of any kind.

So write about those lives

That moved on with hope.

There must have been such souls

That suffered a lot

But dealt with pain.

The song of the martyrs

The true warriors.

There must have been a few.

Write about those mothers

Who sent their children

To the war fronts

And knew they’ll never come back.

Somewhere,

Everyday a thought,

A word,

Or a deed

Drops like a nuclear bomb

And some graves are built.

Everyday!

Write about those poignant tales.

There is so much to write.

And yes,

In the end

Don’t forget to write about

Those peacemakers

Who loved life more

But embraced death.

~~payal~~

#MondayMusings

yellow dreams

Ridgegourd flowers, Saharanpur,2016

delicate flowers
often bloom with promises
one step at a time
~~payal~~

haikumyheart
#WW 126

There is some kind of satisfaction that I get whenever I visit Saharanpur, my hometown. Last week, it was a long weekend, and we decided to visit my parents and my inlaws. Time just flies by when we are with them.

Also this time, my husband and I thought of meeting a very good friend of mine from my school days who by chance was in the city at that time.

We were meeting after four years. The moment he saw me, he asked, “How are you? How is your health?” I don’t know why these questions surprised me. Somehow I felt good that my friend is genuinely concerned. I guess, except my close family rarely people ask me this now. I realized how much these questions matter. Sometimes, such questions bring our attention to ourselves, especially during the times when we are dealing with some issues.

How wonderful it feels when nothing changes between friends, no matter wherever we are in our life. With some old friends time and distance doesn't matter. Just that we get involved in deeper and reflective conversations. We three had a great time together.

I am grateful for all the lovely people in my life. No matter wherever I go, my roots shall keep me grounded.

-payal

Linking it to #MondayMusings

together

magical mornings-

out of silvery conscience

new questions emerge

New questions emerge

While unfolding mysteries

Tricky fantasies

Unaware of light and dark

Magical mornings

-payal

haiku my heart
ww#124

Control #MondayMusings

A leaf swayed

With due reverence

And tried to touch

The wind’s soul

Obsessed was the wind

That pushed it away

It had a fear

Of being controlled.

Fear of being controlled often keeps people away from living in the moment, and experiencing happiness. Let love flow freely...to you...and through you.

~~payal~~

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