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As artist I paint                   with colorful brush.
Dabbling with light            to launch my visions.


My breath expands me         inside grace and dreams.
as moment birthed life and thoughts echoed love.

I adore nature          with its birds and trees.
My sanctuary          where I feel oneness.


holding our kiss long   hearts become a-flamed
and inside sweet love,             we floated away.  


A clown I did see            blowing up balloons.
I went on the line.          I am young in heart.


An apple a day          keeps the doctor away
they say guess I will       eat a few today.




StarBG © 2017
A DYAD is a poem with two lines    in 5 syllable groups of two,
I caught a rainbow inside hand,
and danced the whole day through.
Moving to put rain-shade down,
I felt empowered too.

Rain did stop and no more clouds,
just colors filled the sky.
As I sing my gratitude,
I bow and I do sigh.

I sigh in breath and ground on earth.
In oneness I feel strong.  
When I connect and hear birds,
I have to sing along.

Sing yes loud, and sing softly,
I vibrate inside me.    
Then in corner of my eye,
a *** of gold I see.

Riches for me to grab now,
with mind and thoughts I make.
Truth yes comes alive in hand,    
and riches I do take.    


StarBG © 2017
Thinking about a rainbow, I get captured in its beauty. A gift from nature, makes me want to romp in a field of words. Big ones, little ones, ones to celebrate the world we live in. People need to get on board  the train of nature and move in gratitude and peace.
Thinking about a rainbow,
I get captured in its beauty.
A gift from nature for sure.

It makes me want to romp
in a field of words.
Big ones, little ones, come
to grace mind.
All to celebrate the colorful masterpiece.

Let a rainbow
wrap itself around you,
inside minds eye.
To energize you
bless you
and spark creativity.

See it even in sunny skies,
for the sun has rainbow rays,
meant to dance inside.


StarBG © 2017
just playing with rainbow thoughts.
Live the gift you are and the worlds magical door of miracles opens wide.


Breathe in the new energies of love present and the wind will take you on a magic carpet ride for peace.
I have learned when we anchor a self at first light with a positive affirmation it grounds one and allows them to move in harmony.
One being in human form, leads to a  thought, a feeling, a vision, a word, a sentence, a stanzer.
End product.... a poem anchored in 3 D light.
Just playing with words that a poet would get.
In my yard stands a tree
tall and sturdy
lone like a hermit,
regal like an empress
her roots dug deep
her branches touching the heavens
peeking behind the skies veil
She has a coy dalliance with the Wind
Sometimes he comes tickling
her tender parts, whispering
sweet nothings in her ear
Overall she is still
Still....................
like waters without ripples

She stands upright
brooding over the saga of struggle
from a sapling to a towering giant
Indeed a tryst with destiny!

Under the summer sky
braving the smarting beams
she remained uncomplaining.
Below the thundering clouds
bearing a thousand needle ******
she stayed nonchalant.
When the wind swept across
bending her branches in all directions
she stood on firm feet unwavering.

She tells a tale of struggle and survival
She had stood there before I was born
Now she displays every scar and every stripe
on her knotted bark as a proud trophy

Sometimes I feel her pain
when wet and dripping in pouring rain
or scorched in the sun’s fiery rage
Yet she holds an umbrella over all
who come to her in sun and rain
This is a poem to highlight the beauty of trees and to show how they are important to each one of us.... Also the need to be like trees giving shade and shelter to others, holding an umbrella over many heads!
My child, with gentle footsteps you walk
While cruelly ticks away the mocking clock
With a heavy heart, I hide behind the cloak of courage
My child you were once, now headed for marriage

Darling, I remember when I first held you in my arms
With naive pride, I promised I will protect you from all harms
O little angel of mine, there’s a part of me that wishes I could ask you to stay
And go back to the wonderful days, when marriage for you was a doll’s play

This boy you brought home, he asks me for your hand
Says I love her, sir, I hope you would understand
My sweetheart, I know you love him more than anything
But the desire to keep you close seems so beautifully tempting

The red sari suits you quite well, my dear
My little angel, you look so beautiful and pure
My darling child, much too young to depart
The home and love of this father’s poor heart

Standing here, with my eyes helplessly filled
Oh, how I wish I could have this moment stilled
I watch as with a pinch of red vermilion he marks you as his
And I smile as I watch your face glowing with pure bliss
Happy Father's Day
I've dreamt a little dream
Tucked it in, safe and snug
In that little corner of my mind
Resting, 'til it feels that tug

When my heart gives a call
As it sees my eyes begin to awaken
The dream will break its slumber
The cloak of past defeats, gladly forsaken

I stand, eager and willing
To embark proudly into the night
With confidence my armour
And my only friend, the moonlight

Shadows no longer scare me
As they follow me down the road
My doubts and insecurities left behind
No worries, I've finally broken the code

I wade through the darkness
To reach the other side
My nervous shakes' not a weakness
But a roar to the tide

I will swim through the tumultous waters
Of destiny and time
The stars will no longer write my fate
Let the clock chime
Wait; don’t pull the sheets, just yet
Give me a moment to breathe, to let the last tear fall
A broken heart still lies on an unmade bed

Let the smoke clear of the red stained cigarette
It’s funny, how even in daylight, a whisper darkens all
Wait; don’t pull the sheets, just yet

What is love, if not an exciting game of roulette?
Time played its hand; better place a bet, fate now holds the ball
A broken heart still lies on an unmade bed

To be fair, it wasn’t all blood, tears and sweat
Who was the winner who was the loser? It was far too close to call
Wait; don’t pull the sheets, just yet

Tell me, would I be easy, to write off as a love lost; to forget
Or do you, like me, spend sleepless nights, for a late night phone call
A broken heart still lies on an unmade bed

Don’t close your eyes, there isn’t much to regret
I’m not ready yet, to release my breath; for the curtain call
Wait; don’t pull the sheets, just yet
A broken heart still lies on an unmade bed

-പ്രിയാന്ഷി ദാസ്‌
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