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wordless

2014, done with the help of mobile app.

 


I don't know where I am..
here, there, or somewhere caught in the mid air
singing the golden melodies
            standing on top of the cliff
            where the ground is too slippery.. 
                         ~~payal~~                

 
WW # 60

 

Moist dreams





























wondrous reflections
floats in the eyes and roll down
pain of loneliness
painters painted their moist dreams
while gazing at the night sky.
~~payal~~
Abstraction, after a long time..done with charcoal and gouache on canson sheet.

....A walk through life



  Mingled  in the air; fragrance of the rose ,
Each petal as it silently unfolds.
Embraced in the heart ;a feeling so close,
Refulgence of sunset ;O’ love behold!

Mellifluous chants of the buzzing bees,
In that instant; spring profusely galore.
Swiftly during dusk ; gentle zephyr tease,
Subtly romanticize, and then ignore.

As the molten melodies in the soul,
Silently settle on the falling leaf.
Dewdrops in the glistening eyes; smudge kohl ,
Surrenders in the moment, with belief.

Caught amidst labyrinth of emotions ;
Rapturous walk, in sync with stirred oceans.
~~payal~~

FREEDOM



In a closet,on the horizon
Where the dreams turn real
I found my treasure
Filled with blissful moments
And immense pleasure

Last night I danced in the rain
As glances dissolved in the raindrops
My soul freed
From the extra burden
Of the weeds..

The weather had been dry here
But I heard It rained there last night..
~~payal~~

YELLOW PAPERS..

2010, sketch
Your reflection in the timeless ink is always a delight
Enchanting is the moments' fervor ecstatical in its might
Let me be a smiling pearl exceptionally in your eye
Let it stay there with utmost care and never let it dry
Oft you sprinkle the silver dust wrapped in golden hues
Words have thy mystic touch when the whole world is blue
.
Prayers offered to the lord with the sound of morning bells
Asking mighty for his grace to bless life in the shells
Petals floating on the water felt in the hearts so far
Embellished dreams in the moonlit nights, guided by the stars
Rivers flow by infinitely within every breath of mine
Sensed as a soul now and again as graces of divine
~~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~~

Mirage


Thoughts manipulate in the closed spaces
Sometimes in the circle the mind races
The wild images indeed vivid and clear
Occupies in dusk, in dawn disappear
:
As the maple trees in autumn ablaze
Mystically a spring emerge diluting the haze
But the deep black horses gallops in the backyard
The beclouded aura smells of the vicious card
:
Baffled, the journey ends from where it begins
An eerie stillness with the gabardine of sins
Thus longing for the leaves to open up
Alas! They close again with a mild touch
~~payal~~

Am I challenged by my senses??

My taste buds are burnt
With the venomous drink
Sweet fruits or the sour
Now just make my heart sink..

When the glass breaks in my hand
I get a feel of déjà-vu
Still try to be strong the way I am
The blood turns deep blue

I hardly grab any word from them
When I listen to the preachers or the priests
Never I punished for shearing the sheep
With time the turmoil do cease

I can smell the cataclysm drain
And wish to be heard by the honey bees
When the fluttering birds I see around
I hold it back and the goodness leaves

I can see but can’t figure out
The hiding places for pain or pleasure
Ripped apart,burying myself
hunting for the fossils or the treasure..

Am I challenged by my senses?
~~payal~~