A hazy moment

Often melancholic reflections
ooze out in poetic renderings.
Words seem to repeat themselves.

 

In that moment of haze,
sorrow overshadows joy.
There’s no sign of hope.

 

 

 

Dwelling in deep murk,

light shines on elixir of creation.

-payal

 

 

 

 

This is my post for Day 4 of write tribe festivalofwords5

Burnt leaves

Saharanpur, 2016

Burnt edges of rough curled leaves smelt of invincible rain that somehow stayed back in frozen footsteps on the white shimmering streets.

Strong steady branches that flowered once on a stony path look like ghosts in the night. Sunlight in the morning clears the haze and we quietly indulge in heavenly taste of melted snow.
~~payal~~

p.s. This leaf was lying lonely in my dad's garden. He brought it inside, and placed it well along with his favourite money plant. It became my muse for Day 2.

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She

Miramar, Goa

She kept walking, on the curvy slope, far from the crowd,  towards the sea, fearlessly, when all at once she felt the need to relax. Sitting quietly on the  brick wall , she could feel the turbulent weather. The waves roared within, gripping her tightly. 

Reminiscing the days bygone, sitting there talking to her shadows.  Holding on to hope, waiting happily, for the new morning. She took a few more steps to face the tides.                                  
 

Just then moist air touched her, she could smell the sea.

~~payal~~

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April

2014 image

 

April,

You still give me shivers

Reminding me of the cold

That I sustained.

Somewhere standing

On the edge of summer

I see a ray of hope

In the yellow blossoms.

~~payal~~

Winter

                                                                                                                       2014 image, Sec 50, Gurgaon



 

Is it my vision that is getting blurred or is it the effect of winter? I often ask myself as I look around, in this season of change. There are some mornings when the Sun refuse to rise, frost pricks the skin, so deep, that the blood freeze. Some pains are unexplainable. In this silence of the morn, I walk in the depth of this dense fog, and try to wipe the haze that had settled on the mirror. Cold waves engulf me. I keep walking with faith, holding on to hope. Life goes on..

~~payal~~
WW#65

Looking back. #Day 31

                                                                                                                                                         2014 image, Goa

 

 

Crossing the hurdles

of hesitation and fears,

Baring my soul,

learning constantly

Watching the fumes rise

from the haunting shadows

in the light of dark

Strange feelings

emerge from

the vast sea of consciousness

and dissolve in the written words.

I surprise myself

yet again!

Is it the end?

Or a new beginning?

~~payal~~

#OctPoWriMo Day 31

 

 

 

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~~

 

 

hope

                                                                                                                                            image 2014, Gurgaon

Rusted memories-

Tattooed reminders of hope,

Dance like autumn leaf.

~~payal~~

#haiku horizons

I feel.. #Day 22

                                                                                                                                     2014 image, Gurgaon

When I think of

walking on the lonely sands,

discovering the path,

Spontaneous response

To the tantalizing effects

Of unreasonable quest

Rise from the sand storms.

Bitter symphonies

Play on like a lie.

I feel lost

in search of mirage.

I feel,

I can do anything

I set my mind to,

Or so I believe.

 

Beneath my skin,

The whispering moon

burns the black forests.

~~payal~~

#OctPoWriMo Day 22

haiku time

                 2014 image, Mahabaleshwar

 

Vision blur in greens

From distance,I stand and gaze

Observing silence!

~~payal~~

 

silver lining

                                                                                                                            2011 image

When I sit silently and your thoughts connect with mine,
I walk on the silver linings and try to reach cloud nine.
~~payal~~
 Thursday Challenge
 

Auction

2013 images,Piran Kaliyar.

Peace was auctioned!

Buyers were ready 
with their bids.
Glances-strange and piercing!
~~payal~~

Day 6 # Write Tribe 
P.S. Couldn't think of anything else today,for I had lots to say.. so posted these 13 words on Friday the 13th.The prompt for today was People.

Thank You..(An acrostic)

                                                                                                            2013 image,Goa
Thankful for the little push,when life comes to stop.
Hoping for the best,as all the burdens drop.

Accepting each moment,with grace as life unfolds 
Never losing courage,when fright takes its’ hold. 
Keys to unlock the treasures,in heart waltz around, 
Yet another moment arrives,in which selfless love abounds. 
Oft I thank God for the smiles,that make me feel alive 
Unknown blessings in the moment,gives strength to survive.

~~payal~~

In the quiet..

                                                                                  2013 image,Goa

Trusting my instincts
about everything
beyond myths and realities
fears of vulnerability and
the shadowed perceptions.

...about everything
beyond judgements,
the unsaid and unheard
the beginnings and endings.

...about everything
beyond the scarlet fumes,
the cloaks and masks.
the unanswered prayers.

Beneath the luminosity of stars
The veiled desires surrender
to the careless whispers
and dreams of eternity..
~~payal~~
 

Holding on..

                                                                                                          2013 image,Goa

Where everything is uncertain,in the changing world today

There are thousand reasons to let go and simply turn away

Perplexed language of bygone phase turn winters yellow pale,

From deep within rises a plethoric emotional tale.

Ignorance added to doses of irrationality

Indifference made preferences become formality

Tightly wrapped with the burden of short-lived congeniality

Shedding silent tears as “all is illusion” is what they say

Holding on to goodness and letting go of shadowy trail

I walk having faith in illusionary reality.

~~payal~~

P.S. The CinqTroisDecaLa Rhyme,consists of one 10-lined stanza. The rhyme scheme for this form is AABBCCCABC and a syllable count of each line is 15.

Listen

                                                                                                       2012 image,Goa




 What        I                About             As
        do            have              uproars                 tides
               I                 said                 of                       rise     
                   tell                   it                   silent                    and
                        thee               all                        seas                      fall

                        love              call                        ears                     wall
                  with               its'                    my                        the
              heart             to                  reach                     in
       your           listen            sounds                  cracks
Unburden     And          Faint           Through

~~payal~~
Playing with the  Double Pictorial format for poets on the page..I find it a bit confusing so here is an easier read..
Listen..
What do I tell thee
I have said it all
About uproars of silent seas
As tides rise and fall
Unburden your heart with love
And listen to its' call
Faint sounds reach my ears
Through cracks in the wall
~~payal~~