The earth whispered to her
like wind kissing the sky
Her muddled thoughts
like a fog stained glass
dissolved in the elusive light
and from there emerged
a determination strong
and steely like she once was.
I have been a little lazy in poetry department but the truth is there was nothing to inspire me and get the creative juices flowing. However, I penned this one a few days ago thanks to a rather wandering mind and sleepless night 😉
Behind her smile she hid gossamer of tears
A grief that remained unnoticed,
For her dreams broken like scattered stones.
Behind her smile she hid her doubts,
A train of unquiet thoughts.
Of life’s unknown
Clashing her like an angry sea on a bed rocks.
Behind her smile she hid happiness
Fragile like a pallid snow.
Behind her smile she hid
The inevitable highs and lows
Through life’s thick and thin.
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Today’s guest poetry post is by Nitya who describes her journey as a traveler or a vagabond. Here it goes:
Treading along the glorious paths,
Amidst the endless stretch of mountains,
One becomes a tiny speck of dirt,
An insignificant part of Universe.
Yet it reaks of an unspoken philosophy,
That teaches you the Words of the Wise.
The cold wind that turns you numb,
The rains that drench you without warning,
The enormous size of the snow clad peaks,
Gives an enthralling sense of thrill,
That the world’s best Hash can’t-
A different kind of High.
The sound that you hear is the voice of God,
Reminding you of your insignificance,
Teaching you to stay humble.
Because without a warning,
Within a blink of an eye,
The wind may turn into a storm,
The calm sea may flash its turbulence.
Watch where you go,
Remember what you leave.
Coz yesterday’s already gone,
Today is what you have,
And Tomorrow is just a hope.
This poem/post is written by my kid sister Dr. Nitya Balagopalan who is a medical intern. When she is not saving the world and helping patients, she puts pen to paper and brings out such beautiful thoughts. Read on..
I sit alone with eye open wide
Staring at the dark, black sky
With prodigious dreams
I think of a life beyond these tangled seams.
I may not talk, I may not speak,
It’s only ’cause my thoughts are big.
Think of a life beyond these tangled seams,
Shout out loud and spread those wings
Into the liberated world of your dreams.
You may struggle and may fall
But stay put and stand tall.
Life is too short and frail
Dream on and set the sail
Just like the vast ocean that always
quietens the storm
Even the seemingly verdict less life
has an outcome.