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Unearthly hours
Cool breeze makes it beautiful
Green leaves glow and softly shine
Under the streetlight fluorescent white
Grey clouds and the crescent moon
Hum along with the tender leaves
They shimmer and shine, bend and sway gracefully in every way
Shadows on the pavement and the white plastered walls as the leaves softly dance
A beauty in the dark
The Iguazu falls
Swifts slow dance through the waterfalls
Sun their wings on cliffs
Watched a documentary on dark swifts, and their life around the Iguazu Falls. Such a fascinating beauty!!


It’s dark and cold
Just before the dawn
Bedewed Baby leaves
Rare jewels shimmer under the street lamp
The birds have set their tune of mirth
It’s always the same with these birds
A new dawn, rising
They have welcomed
Just the same
What’s with these birds
I wish to know and learn
Do they do karaoke dawns
Someday, I wish to sing along
But today, as happy as them
I listen to their mirthful song
Listening to the birdsong ( 5:00 am)
10th July
When not Writing
The Heart all Dazed
The Mind Unfazed

A bit of This A bit of That
Byte to Byte ,Data Updated
The Thoughts well  Encrypted
In  The Arrays of The Mind
In Words , In Time to be Decrypted

Organised and Stacked
Link Listed
Processed
And
Retrieved
Not always though :))
Birds sing in chorus
Early morning orchestra
Sunbird leads the band

As it dawned upon them
It was their final chance
To dance through the night

And they danced
Donning the colours
Of the new dawn

As it was
The final countdown
To forevermore

For the words to forge
The unwritten
The written, Unforged
Had been away for a very long time
Hope you all are doing well
Didn’t write much all this while
Hope to write read and share here
Days of uncertainty await many
Days undefined lived by many
Days together / apart lived by many
Days never to be forgotten / remembered lived by many
Days that bring days are the days that many have been living
Days beyond, to look forward to are the times and days wanted by many
What are these days
Uncertain
Undefined
Unique

Universally
Every Day
Positive thoughts and energy would take us all to the days that are meant to be
Dear God
Let the world see a better world
soon

Humanity shamed questioned
Rare horrendous inhuman acts
Towards the ones, one with nature
Survive solely on what nature provides
Do they have to ask for permission
Do humans ever ask,
before they encroach
Speaking of boundaries for others
Defending self, raising stronger fences
Brutality of humans, does it ever stop at suffering
Building castles on, close to water bodies
Endangering ecosystems
Cursing the storms, floods and every disaster nature brings on
Today I feel shallow for my hollow words
Cause I can’t digest the fact
That a mute unsuspecting animal
Had to ingest a fruit bomb
Killing her
A tragic, silent watery grave
And the one in her womb
Shocking
Humanity shamed questioned
Will they ever trust
Yes they will, unlike us
As they are one with nature, giving, forgiving
Rains you ought to take a break
Raining havoc
The last few days
The dams and rivers all swollen
Low lying area exposed, unsafe
Mistaken city and state
This is not Cherrapunji
Well that’s the place where you are busy raining and must through the year
Don’t overshadow the sun
Let it shine in its place
It’s been days and we need the sun
The birds hidden
They don’t chirp and fly
As much as they usually do
Oh come on rain take a break
Hindrance you caused to work and play
Schools closed
Delayed examination
I know we have prayed for you
And now ask you to leave
Have we been the cause of all of this
Yeah the answers we know and still seek
Still I humbly pray
Please oh please
Rain take a break
Cherrapunji- receives the highest rainfall!
Your presence is daunting
Mandatory it’s to wear a mask
Breathless my thoughts within
Upending, life saving task

To watch and keep our distance
Untouchable, it makes one feel
You have arrived, for a reason
Beyond our comprehension it is

Taking away the loved ones
Closely, I have witnessed, few
Our loved ones, you caught them too
By the grace of god, they were set free

Every single day
Your presence somewhere out
Is known, not seen
To me you have taught to be stronger within

To be freer than yesterday
yet not claim someone else’s freedom
Love and compassion, in heart
Keywords of this blessed life
Dripping wet
December gets
It frets
The rains have overstepped

It’s not July
No not September
It’s been long August has slept

Winters just checked into December
Changing the air to mode, cold
But the rains have overstepped

Cold and wet December gets
Last it is, but never the least
Brings in joy and festivities

Within a day or maybe two
The rains will vanish in thin air
Pleasant weather and sunshine
December makes promises fair
1st December
My understanding of today
Is as limited as my life
Live today
As it comes
We have been told and practiced
With devotion
We do prepare for the mundane
But what’s one to do about the unknown
What does it take to be future ready?
Is it the happenings of today
Is it the mistakes of today
That will lessen the burden of tomorrow
As today the lesson was learned
Yet how to prepare for the unknown
Remains a question for tomorrow
Warmth of the candle
Softly grows
Flickering its flame
Softly glows
Tender hearts
To defrost
Slow
Plagiarism and Biomimicry
Prevalent In Nature
Sustenance Is The Conjecture
PS:- Not directed at anyone, including me , just a thought .
Trying to draw parallels between the two .
There is a light of a different kind
In darkness, lit blue lights
A vision it takes to see
The visible through fleeting lights

Alone in groups they stay
Calm and conversant
Ever chanting, rhythmic voices low
Reverberant and slow

Breathless under the unrelenting sea
Through darkness one sees
The pathways in twilight
To Allay and alleviate
Woke to the crimson sky
Poetry is all about Rhythm and Rhyme
Prose has no Metrical
Chime
Creative Dexterity in both ,
Aimed
Expressions through words ,
Well Framed


The Sun is a Star
       And
It Shines so Bright

The Moon is Magnetic
And
With a Reflective Light
Yet  to Eclipses
None Immune .

Life is Full Of
Ups and Downs
With
New Lessons  to be Learned
In the End  :)
Trying to keep up with the theme of different yet alike .

To be able to disconnect
From What you love doing most
A test

What you know and understand
Can’t change
For others or self

Unable to express
What and how it feels
Deep within
The Want to Need
Precariously
Hinges
Onto Need to Want
Guess it's not just me who wanted a break , HP took a break too .
Jokes apart , I got a hang of what I wanted to know .
Yet I post this piece here :))

Wanted to post this last evening but HP just wouldn't let me do so :))

Unmoved the pages

Stilled in a frame

Threadbare, the words disappear
A play of colours
Rich in hues
Red, white and a dash of sea blue
Velvety cream, the pastry sweet
Ornate vintage pitcher
Flawlessly flowing spout
Arresting, the fragrance of the rose
Shy elegance in white, the orchids divine
Aesthetics sublime
Inspired by a friend’s photo
Death stands at
The broken door
At despair
None to repair

Life stands still
Up the hill
Lonely the breeze
Plays at its will

To sway
And move along
The winds of change
At every bend

Stands the door
Repaired hinged
And life moves on
Clear, distilled
It's Diwali Tonight Festival of Lights
Celebratory Mood Festive Food
Gifts and Treats, Sharing a Delight

The House Well  Lit
Decorated in Bridal Colours

The Courtyard and Front Door
Decorated is the Floor
In Colourful
Rangoli
Designs and Patterns  

The Porch Lit Bright
With Earthen and Sky Lamps
And Decorative Lights

Welcoming The Goddess 'Laxmi'
For Good Luck , Wealth and Prosperity

Fineries Adorned
The Family comes together in the evening
Reverently Offering Prayers
Following the Rituals .

Friends come visiting
Sharing the Love Warmth and Light
Mithai and more Mithai
Calories not bothered About
Once in a year it's a Delight

Children burst Crackers
And Light  up Sparklers
The Night Sky lights up Bright
Yes it's the Festival of Lights
Spreading Happiness and Cheer
The Light within Burns Bright
Mithai -Sweets
Rangoli- Powdered colours used for drawing designs on the floor.
flower petals are also used to make Rangoli  designs

Happy Diwali my dear friends
I do what I like
And I like what I do
And then I don't like what i did
but I did what I liked
I liked to do what I did not do
Yet I did what  I didn't want to
Don't know what I did
But I did ,
knowing what happened to it.
Tomorrow on will be on a break from HP, for a few days .
Will be visiting my younger brother, so may not be able to read write post.
Will soon catch with you all. :)
Counting syllables for a limerick
All of this to me is Greek
Without rhyme or reason
I wrote one, no , No Pun
Challenged , My silly mind fell for the trick

To write a limerick was not in the syllabus
Lost the route , I missed my school bus
I was asked to wait for help
Like a puppy I started to yelp
Help did arrive in time , but I was all nuts
Done with it :)) No more :))
Recently met a Techie , also a poet and a published author of children’s book and many more . He challenged me to write a limerick
Dreams !!
Tangible Intangible , Day Dreams
Future Dreams ,Beautiful Dreams
A lucid Dream
Nightmares and All .

A dreamer that I am ,
Earned this tag a little too young.

After grade 10 exams
Had Recurrent Dreams
Of
Either getting late for the Examination Center
Not able to finish the paper
Or plain
Forgetting to revise the right subject before the exam


This went on for a few days .

Before the Long Vacation finally absorbed all the fear !!

Want to Live Up To My Dream
   Of
**'Being Honest to my Conscience'
Ironically
A dream , never dreamt of
Is Writing out my thoughts
Here at Hello Poetry !!
Black and white palette
Stringing words, pearls of wisdom
Bejewelled poetry
Many emotions
Lack of solutions
The hurt and pain
Caused by you or to you
Shrouded in mystery
The pain never alone
Whom to please
Yourself or others?
What’s understood
And not
It’s no more important
Leaf out of the crowd
To the lake, a breath of fresh air
Is all it takes
To ease out the nerves
Drift  to a place of calm
peace and solitude
Within
And around
Just writing away
The trailing traffic
Too loud
Jumping signals in my mind

The music divine
Freedom is mine
Jumping signals in my mind

Darkness thins out
In broad Daylight
Jumping signals in my mind

Lost, never around
To be found
Jumping signals in my mind
Just for fun

The evening
Gently wrapped up all the light
Off the aurulent sky
Unfolding charcoal hues
The stars glimmer dimly
Somewhere a rainbow arcs
Inertia at Play
Unrestrained Mobility
Sustained Torpidity
External Torque Applied
Loss of Momentum
Debilitating Equilibrium

Dynamic Energy on the Loose
Potential Energy knows not to Groove
Kinetic Energy
All Set for
a Toss and a Loss

Oblivious notes
The worm scrawls on the wet floor
Early bird savours
Eclipses
are a
Rare Spectacle
To and From
which celestial bodies
Can't deviate

Orbiting and Angling
Celestial bodies
With
planetary movements
The one with reflective light
Deprived of light, in an orbit
Obscures the source
Falling In a line
Gravity at play
Celestial bodies bound

Time a factor
Always a charter

Orbiting and Angling
celestial bodies
With
Planetary movements
The reflective one Aglow
Shadowed by The Planet
Obscuring the source
All in a line
Gravity at play
Celestial bodies bound

Reaching to the Mars
For a life beyond
Defying gravity
Celestial bodies bound

*Eclipses are a Rare Spectacle
Celestial bodies have Eternal Glow
Solar and Lunar eclipse ,
And a probability of life on Mars .
The verses write themselves
Words of life
The writer
Possessed
Words are free particles
Bound to thoughts that have matter.
--------------------
Thoughts are the free particles
Bound to words that
matter.
10 words
Matter is made up of tiny particles
To be of someone’s help
Even when falling short of, self
Can be gratifying

Hollow silhouette
Mysterious, shines the orb
Enchanted strands lit
She sought answers from the stone
Long stood erased in the sun
Day after after day
Until, rains washed away the pain of sunburns
The stone lay cold
That’s all it knew
Be it rain or scorching sun
And one fine day
Folded hands she bent in reverence
The stone knew the answers
And now
She knows it too
Endurance


Every new thought that comes to my mind  

The words warn me with a sign of exhaustion of the mines

Do not deplete our resources
Please keep in check your carbon footprints


👣

Ephemeral blooms
Wayward clouds mischievous trees
Vernal grass beckons
Science
Teaches laws of motion
Logic - Reasoning
Application of the same
Balancing the equations

Life
Teaches laws of emotions
The correlation
Naivety - Clarity
Blurring lines
Reverse engineering
Balancing the emotions
I better take cover
before the storm takes me by surprise
Lest  I am  marooned

Contemplating fight back
Or
Witness  sheer loss.

None the winner.
Prevention is better than cure
The vile have their thoughts
And capes full of evil spell

Slim are your chances
To go unscathed

Use no words
Just wear your lucky charm

Red rose in ribbons
Fragrance of evanescence
Life a lit candle
Photo inspiration- HaikuJam, Instagram
A whiff of salty air
Wayward breeze flipping your hair
Mirthful birds
dart into the waves for a quick bite of fish
The sun smiles with a orange glow
As it takes a bow, at the horizon
Thoughts have a mind of their own
Effervescent their essence
Some like words
Some pretend
Some sail past
Few have to be executed
Some need action
Past their prime
Some evade words
Ever changing thoughts
Like waves and clouds
Make shapes
Soundless, ever present
There is something I wish to write about
Too much of everything that I feel
The something that slipped away
Entangled in the shackles of everything

Constant - On the go
Wish I could take it slow
Busy - Is Happy I know

Hours , they are limited
Jobs too many
Mastering one , never ever intend

But ,
There is something that I wish to write
About , Everything
Yet ,
Nothing is what I Write

Imperfection is the place where I truly belong
Happily ,
Until the end
I shall  sing this song
Good or bad
Speak only
As much as
The audience is willing to understand, take
Relate
Words
Shhh no - one’s not listening  :))
A lesser known place
A quieter pace
A better known place
Rigours of life
Peace or quiet
Choose or leave
What can be the choice
Never can be known by any of the two
It’s all about the drive
Within, or the road
That you chose
Time flies like the buzz of the bee
What is your choice
The quiet or peace
Who is to claim
The better known place
A lesser known place
Geographically placed
Distance and miles
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