thinking of....


Fragments of Me (my love for nature, its seasons and some others...)

Leaf
Shimmer, shine, sparkle
Greenish tinge glistening on white tile.
Reams of sunrays poking through,
Translucent with delicate patterns.
As if reflecting my reverie...

Melancholy

Raindrops splashing down the windowpane
I let my breath mist over
And lifted a finger to
Make a little indelible mark
I sighed.
Leaving that rainy sight
With tears in my eyes

Night

Hovering near the little firefly,
A dot in the inky darkness.
Dipping between each other,
Creating a dance of light.
Lake’s waters reflecting.

Seasons

Spring;
Tea plantations spotted with green-blue hues
Summer;
Grass-green woods wet in the sudden rain spell
Autumn;
Woods tinged with red and yellow.
Winter;
Solitary islands covered in pure white snow

Her

Find her at the lily pond,
Beyond those pinks and whites.
There she lay in luminance,
Glowing in its murky depths.
Between her fingers,
She had clasped a rose,
Rather out of place among the reeds.
Resting her form on its sandy bottom,
As her glassy eyes mirrored the yellow orb high above.

Rain

Drenched by drizzle,sloshing slipper.
Leaned against lamp post,
Tear trickles
restful raindrops
immiscibly mixed.
No longer discernable

The Chocoholic Speaks…

Darkish brown
Bittersweet
Tantalized my taste buds
Peaked my addiction
Seduced me utterly
Robbed me of my money
It’s love in itself
It is absolute indulgence

How can such an innocent-looking
Block of substance cause me
So much exhilaration?

Autumn’s Coming

Rustling leaves crunch beneath footsteps
Erratic gusts of wind replace the warm muggy air

Cold seeps through thread-bare cardigan
A glimpse of setting sun melting into the horizon

Rays cast a devilish orangey hue
As if anger and rage smothered earth’s surface

Then,
A solitary yellow crinkled flower petal
Gracefully falls
Gliding to make ---
A dozen beautiful arcs
Finally landing on the sheen of water

The azure waves mirrored
Their reflections

She bends down
To scoop the shimmering liquid
To drink them hungrily
Refreshing sensations down
Her parched dry throat

Drops splashed;
Forming tiny rivulets of crystals
Sliding down those cheeks

She raised her head again
Now oddly comforted
By the pinkish glow surrounding her

She stands up
To run home
Her once sluggish steps
Replaced by the sprint of an athlete

Her troubles momentarily forgotten;
It was autumn


Song of Nature

Imagine a flower
Serenading to the gentle breeze
One among the dozens
A tiny insignificant poppy amidst the lush greenery
Not so far away lies a creek
With its streams of turquoise ribbons
Gradually merging to form a bluish serpent

It snakes its way through
The other poppy-filled fields
Finally melting into the giant ocean

Current, wave, surf
Lapping over each other
At times ravenously chewing the worn out shores
Or just placidly swishing by the leaping dolphins

Along with the rhythm of the wind
Poppies dance
Trees sway
Water flows
Dolphins triumph
Under the golden rays of the sun

All in unison
--- A perfectly synchronized movement
It is whole
They are one