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Under the shade of the tree
Shadows of the leaves played hide and seek

Green sea and the sandy beach, on the isolated island serene

The sun sparkles white, the bright star
That it is

The lone, silver motor boat, recently got a fresh coat

Awaits its ride on the balmy waves
Inspired by a photograph
Ross Island, Andaman

Iridescent wings, the butterfly sings
Purple sunbird, makes round trips to the marigolds, and flutters by the hibiscus
In moments of flight and being still
The wings sing a symphony mid air
A pattern of life and flight
As the eagle appears in the sky



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Sleepless, the day sighs

Night dreams of sleep

Open eyed
Had a lovely busy day today, just had to set these words free ;)
Pain must be miserable
Alone, in its game
Inflicting, breaking
Gaining shame

Was its learnings easy
As a novice
Did it improvise
Was it pained

Tenacious, it must be
In its ways
To befriend
Know thy subjects
A Prerequisite, a norm

No pain, no gain
That’s the motto of pain
Knowledge it imparts
Impartial in its game
Planted as a seed
Separated from the weeds

To Nurture
From Mother Nature
She inherits her nature

Ever fragrant her flowers
For one and all , she showers

Weathering seasons all
Resplendent ,she stands tall

Painted on glass
She exudes class
The woman that we know
The woman of now
Wrote this for my artist friend, she shared her glass painting photo of a woman inspired by Mother Nature.
Painting
Abstract
Dull
Bright
Colours
Grey
The pallete
Held many

Choose
As you please
Just paint

Your thoughts
Flame of the forest
Burns bright, envies not the green
Vibrant crimson blooms
The morning sun plays hide and seek between the hills
Miles and miles of strawberry fields
The little green plants wear winter smiles
and baby strawberries unripe

The innocent clouds in a clear sky
Hold a dialogue in patterns pristine
Missed by their cousins in the city skies

Bougainvillea adorned villas
And Cozy homes
Warli paintings on the walls
Red soil and dusty country roads

Tablelands and Parsi point
Scenic hills and the Sahyadri valley view
Mapro garden a place to go
For sandwiches and strawberry cream

The river stream gleams under the setting sun
A perfect cup of masala chai
An evening well spent
In their paper skin
Under the burning sun
Smile the paper flowers
In bracts, pink and white
purple or orange
Colourful red,
never fade or bleed
Evergreen in their woody homes
They fly with the wind
In their paper skin
Light as a feather
Drawn by winds, the paper flies
Paperweight it needs

Bills in paper nails
Value packed, together stacked
Business they made

Light as a feather
Changes course, as does the wind
Fair weather friend

Be not the paper
On the nail, stuck forever
Nor a paperweight
There is so much to paper, light, yet holds weight
Be like the paper, yet not get weighed down
I write not
Not, for a dearth of thoughts
Sometimes let them have a natural death,
the thoughts
Always lived, in the mind
Oftentimes in a world of words
They are wrought


The sunset sky
Wore lovely colours
Pale blue with streaks of white
A trace of pink
Skipping violets and reds
Embracing the faint peach
A rainbow somewhere arched
The other side adorned
Pastels and soft golden yellow
Changing hues
To twinkling twilight blue
Violet buntings
Lamps and jasmine sticks
The temple of peace

Peaceful and quiet
The night
Occasionally the crickets chirp
Dusk and dawn, duties they perform
The red vented bulbul is first to sing
Awaits the sky to be blue again
While the morning star, dons the golden robe
Promising a brand new day


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Have been up since 2:00 in the night, been writing  and posting here :)

Love mornings, now it 6:17 am
Thanks for reading 🙏
Pretty pea pod prime
Tender green leaves and tendrils
Climb up to sunshine
The colourful pebble stones
On a journey long
Rest on the river bed
Awhile

Where do they come from
Where do they go
Destination unknown
Belong

Beauty permeates furthermore
As they chip away
Their withering song
Along
Inspired by a photograph by
Sara Baik(@sarabaik2) Twitter - You were born to be real not to be perfect
Green heart, slender tips

Dry skeletal leaf remains

A canvas to paint
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=fGUjZbSSrz0

Sharing here a link, shows the process of drying the leaf,
making it ready for art
I always choose people
over hurt
Knowing my own flaws
I reflect
A second chance
a mistake
Everyone deserves
and makes

In a loop
{Pain lessons understanding love}
Function repeat

People I meet
People I keep
I choose to delete
For upkeeps
However negative this sounds and reads, I have finally learned to let go off people who only bring hurt
Silence does the speaking


Brittle and frail
Perception to perceptions
There lies perfection
It doesn’t lie
Stands perfect and tall
Much tug, Leads to fall
Maintains a standard
Not standard for all
What is perfection
Living up to others expectations
Living the dreamers dream
Navigating the roads
Invisible streams
Following your heart
Or the fallacious

Bridging and balancing

Believing in self
Living and loving
Kindness and compassion
In words and deeds
Is humanity supreme
In my perception
Is perfection indeed
Today
I have everything
Tomorrow
Maybe
A little less

And
Then
Something

But
Always hope
To hold on to
One thing
Being
Content
Performance
Perfection
Pour them in a jar
Shake it and give a rainbow mix
Add shine and  glitter ✨
Lose the jitters
Performance remix
Perfection in a jar
Colour fix

Like periwinkle blooms
Bright and upright
Glossy white
Anew the day
Happy New Year
Love and peace

🍃🍃
Peace of mind
Is seldom bought
Nevertheless
A piece of mind
Can be freely earned
Reap as you sow
or not
Advice and Advise
Unsolicited
Both
Leave me confused
Given ~ Received
Suggestion wise

I have been away from the world of words
But words never do leave
Shadows to keep
From East to West
Visible or not, play of light
Dawn to dusk, forever to believe
In words and world of words
In the world of thoughts
Play truth or dare, hide and seek
Words are always there
Just for fun

The distilled quiet
Quite a sign of disquietude

The sun shines bright
Overcast skies eclipses the light

In the shell the baby bird thrives
Invisible shells hard to break

Glass, transparent as can be seen
Breaks into shards, toughened or not

Distance, not in metrics
It’s the words, absence or otherwise

Parallel lines, forever run along
A journey, towards the end, begins
Some thoughts about silence that goes unnoticed!
Silence is not always golden
Being politically correct , just to be in the rat race,
Helping a deserving candidate lose out on countless opportunities
Oh !! what a disgrace .


Political debates in a news chat room

Speakers galore , reasoning insane ...
Pointing fingers like
Mumma  'yeh '  Mumma ' woh '

      Mama  Makosa....
I wanna have a 'Samosa'
And the blah blah blah ....

The news reader in fits
Calls out,  time out .. in the chat room .


Politics in life

Fire in the mountain run run run
Don't stop , run ...
Take a right , a left .... no U Turn .
Watch out ... don't trip... Run.

MJ , playing out loud ....
"All I wanna say that they don't really care about us ...."


Lost the lyrics.........??

MJ again ....
"Heal the world make a better place for you and for me and the entire Human Race..."


Time to turn around
Hit the ground
Can't let the fire wipe out the beautiful village people and the flora fauna.
Face it finish it !!

Politics not my favourite cup of tea
Might as well savour some green tea .
For the prompt 'Undervalued Topics'
Just for fun :)
No offence to any political parties or anyone in person .

( In Hindi : yeh - this ,  woh - that, Samosa - deep fried ,spicy Indian snack)
Makosa and Samosa used for rhyme only !

Have been posting a little too much by my standards, will cool down once through with these daily prompts :)))
No
No more
Cant put up
With the same old dominant stuff
A rebel, politically incorrect, stood up
All knowing the consequences
Of subsequent distance
Better alone
Than to be weighed down by the pretentious
Just some thoughts
Venting in words
Shallow waters still

Pond stork meditates upon

The pink lotus blooms
A deck of words
Meticulously thought
Pyramid stacked

Imaginary
Portals
Bolted words

Swamped
Crusting at the edges
Rusty waves

The ocean softly hums
Droplets sink and surge
Merge and make waves

Crossing paths
Leaving trails
Never to meet again
✨

The Detractors

Are the Altruists

The Catalysts

Be

The Change







✨
Battery needs both negative and positive to work :)
In the times of mess
Time for a inward journey of quiet and mental rest
Clear the cache and cookies
Power recycle, that’s the best
Please see, all good, just writing away :))
Possibly more to come, please skip, if bored :))
Why....
When ...
All  things precious are graded.

Then...
Given a chance

Wouldn't
Peace

Be Oxygen To Life
Come through with Flying Colours
Topping the Charts
Be The Opals Diamonds
And 24k Gold.
Just about anything and PEACE
The cherry hued sky
Iridescent blue bird sings
Lush mulberry bush
Those days science and literature did not mingle
In came life and it said lessons you must learn
Logic, rules and the laws of life
Metaphorically matter
Riddled with emotions
Cradled in the hearth
All together
Just for fun
One Fine Day
The Mind Resolved
"No more Documenting
The Thoughts"

"Why would it be That...."
Questioned
The Heart

The Mind
Reasoned
" With all that Beating
You always End Up Breaking "
Is it possible:))
Time A Nova ✨

Stuck

Orbiting

The Black Hole

Of

PROCRASTINATION
Procrastination-10 words
Hazy muddy puddles
Glorious smiles brown and clear
Children frolic’n roll

H is combustible
No colour, it owns
O helps combustion
Yet we inhale and breathe in
Together H and O combine  
To make a pure compound
None of us can live without
Individually
Properties they posses
Fiery, to say the least
Together they douse
Put fires under leash
Saving
Lives
Economy
And
The strife

Stream of light, old book

The search ends at the page found

In between the lines
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All the sufferings and  pain
Would one day come to an end

Life will not always be the same
Only  peace would prevail

No thoughts , no sounds in the Mind
Deep silence ..

Waiting for the day to Arise ......

Getting back to the ages where there was No Rush
And
All were at same Pace
No firsts and lasts

Contentment was  The Norm
And rush would be looked Down Upon

Can we ever get back to the time ????

Or was there ever such a Time and Era
where no one competed for The Race
But
All were at same Pace
And
Helping Each Other !!

Deep silence ....
Waiting for the day to Arise.....
The rainbow tune
Old or new, the lyrics
Every nook and corner, we mix
Emotions on display
Love, pain or loads of fun all under the sun
Rains of comfort, calm and peace
Write as you please
The Rainbow remix
Sharing thoughts
How would you know
The words that stand in the corner row
What meaning they held
In their little fists
Until they were asked to show
One by one they follow each other
Make a chain, a festoon, hung low
For all to know and read
Dispersed as seeds
Their different beats
A melody sweet
Across the valley a rainbow greets
Just some words, they found themselves together
To make a rainbow
It’s October
And, you are still here
You can’t always love
What you love

Pack your clouds, retreat
There is a time and place
You have rained, pretty
And showed us the rainbow too

Let winter take over
I so love her too
It’s beautiful and has lovely grace

Soon, we are to welcome Diwali
Light  up the diyas and wear festive dress
Decorate the yards with colourful rangoli
We need pleasant weather and light breeze

Rain rain go away
Please, pack your clouds, retreat
There is a time and place
You have over stayed
See you again, next year
A plea!!
Rain’s on a day’s break
Clear blue sky, sun and shade
Warm sunlight shines through the curtains  sheer blue
Last night’s rain bathed the baby leaves, now gurgle with glee, atop the trees
The pigeons tap dance on the window ledge to the soft sighs of the breeze
It's beautiful when the rain’s on a day’s break

Rains call it a day
The droplets have been let down
Streams babble a song
The rains pour a beautiful story
Dark grey to white and clear
Fills rivers streams and oceans blue
Landscapes brown and valley deep
My heart tunes in to the songs of green
Dew drop pink to pristine white
Many colours and mist on the window
Raindrops dripping down the eaves and leaves
Dark grey to white and clear
A beautiful story comes to an end
Giving rise to golden sunshine again
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