Re-awaken #Day 28

                                                                                                                         2014 image,Gurgaon

 

 

When mind is exhausted

strength lacks

Sleep abandons

 ..hearts starve

In absence of

 harmonious thoughts

Inspiration

becomes the need of an hour

to re-awaken the

senses.

Insatiable hunger

for a little sunshine

could be met with a drop

of love.

~~payal~~

 

 

Purple dreams #Day 17

honey will
of gorgeous moon
sprayed the mist
of raw love

thousand mad storms
chant deliriously
in purple forest
of my dreams.
~~payal~~
#OctPoWriMo Day 17

moments

   

                                                                                                                                     2014 image, Saharanpur

The sun rises and the sun sets

in between there are magical moments

Few are missed in remembrance

And rest in expectation.

~~payal~~
When with faith we offer prayers,miracles happen! I believe in them.
Let the magic begin, this moment on.

crystal wings

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The fizzy atoms

rise in the void

fills up to the brim

and spills all around


Boxed and Marooned.


Conditioned responses

 Merge with chaos.

 

The tainted pages

of a diary

and the pebbles

on the glass top

reflects the mood

 

Parched ground

desire to seek

the personal touch

that dissolved 

in oblivion.

 
The buddha laughs


and the windows open.


Smell of the

burnt words,

fills up the newly painted

room.

                                                                                     

Smiles replace

the mild melancholy


And the light shine

On the crystal wings.

~~payal~~

written in response to the prompt at poets on the page.  

I believe..

                                                                                                                      2013 image,Saharanpur

 A thoughtful presence in my mind gleam and glow

I believe in it,but why? I just don’t know.

My world is full of dreams as I walk on air,

Life becomes pleasant with amends and repair.

.....................I believe in the folklore of mistletoe.

It did happen again,not so long ago,
When life had stopped, and I had to let it go,
It was tough to be strong and take loving care,
gleam and glow.... 

 When in distress and there is nowhere to go, 

At crossroads,we give up,or go with the flow. 

I believe in goodness, and power of prayer,

    That  always keep us blessed in HIS loving care.

 ...............I believe in Lord,and miracles he show.

 gleam and glow....  

 ~~payal~~

P.S.  prompt: Believe/belief at poets on the page. Poetry format: Rondeau

Thoughts # Day 19, OctPoWriMo Challenge,2013

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I sit silently on the swing

And enjoy the sunny days

With soothing fragrance in the air
And colours that never fades..

Fluttering angels in the garden
Some dragonflies are there too
My thoughts burst like bubbles in air
Rainbows in them hold the clue..

Some of them pull me to hell

Some of them take me to heaven

In between this tug of war

Are melodies of Beethoven

Thoughts fly far on angel's wings
Scarlet dreams and Violet blooms
Like shaping clay on potter's wheel

Weaving words on weaver's loom.

~~payal~~

P.S.: Some mixed emotions today..Father in law's open heart surgery went well,though he's still in ICU....and is missing brother-in-law badly!

In my dreams..

A picture so vivid,with colours infinte

sparkle in my dreams on a no moon night..

It slowly turns hazy

as the first ray of the sun embrace me

and wakes me up to the new dawn..

I breathe in the fragrant air

but surroundings seem veiled..

grey and blue ...sometimes white...

Images from the yore..

touches the heart's core

and slowly fills in my pores..

The magnificent dream floats in my eyes

like rose petals on the river bed

and dissolves silently in my conscience....

A picture perfect awaits to be painted

beyond time..

I shall paint it in my dreams tonight!
~~payal~~

A Lamenting Insomniac’s Plea….

I wish to sleep tonight…….

.
Exhausted by the enigmatic chores
Of the dreams and hopes
Of the mired slopes
An empty bottle of sleeping pills,
Artificially flavored`
A glowing night lamp on the bed side,
And the silent aura scares me now
.
..Please put me to sleep tonight
Gently caress my hair
Hold my hand and sit beside me
Talk to me for a while
One last time..till the time
I slowly close my eyes

.
Read few words from the yore
Or sing me a lullaby or
Read your favourite bed time story

That you still remember
And put me to sleep

.
I wish to sleep tonight
I wish to rest in peace….

~~payal~~

LOST IN DREAMS....

Dreamt in my dream..last night
They walked together side by side
Crossing the orchards and the meadows bright
Through the woods moon played the guide

The abundance of nature and dew drops inspired
They crossed the mountains and reached the stream
It started drizzling when the dark clouds perspired
In the lap of nature was their dream theme

Slowly the pines shimmered and swayed
On a rock they sat hand in hand
Ripples in the water the pebbles made
Time slipped off in between like sand

Soon the silver lining appeared
They felt like heaven in each others embrace
The halo of the silence persevered
Over the bridge shined the rainbows’ grace

Exotic flowers blossomed delicately
Swiftly and softly with the breeze
Marigold,Pansies,Daisies and Lilies
Caressed the souls and the moment ceased..

They noticed not the changing seasons

Maple leaves with smashed prism
Parallel lives in different directions
Made them realize now it was autumn..

I woke up in my dream ..last night
And tried to push that dream aside
I saw two hearts sparkling bright
But they were no more side by side
~~payal~~

LET ME BE

Tried to weave some dreams caprine but
thoughtless thoughts occupied my whole
Now under a spell I breathe your breath
your kindness shall only set me free…

Let me be the way I am
traveling the silent miles
the stars cauterize the borough
and the moon incinerates me

Choose to free me out of this cauldron
with steaming what,why and how
Or let me be safe in my closet
sailing in the salinity..and drown….
~~payal~~