The Yellow Shami Plant – Nature Poetry “The mist lifted up from the window pane of the bus,which bathed the glass window and made it glow.Still, I was unable to savour the view,As the window was embellished with crystal-like dewdrops,that were competing with each other, to be the first ones to land on my couch….
A Sweet Companion – Poem on Pet I miss smelling your coat, that bore the smell of wild clovers,And your tiny feet resting on my laptop’s keyboard.I can’t forget the times, when you used to write for me by jumping on the keyboard keys.And, I would gently call your name, telling you, “Oh my little…
Every Small Thing About You ~ Love Story Poem It was time to depart, as he started feeling he is getting adrift from his sole purpose. He was a tall, charming, young lad with dark thoughts driving his mind to a state of discontentment. She was a vivacious, young girl bubbling with chaotic energy. Together,…
Smoke on the Cedars- Nature Poetry Weather changes frequently in Doon and once the monsoon season is over, you get to taste the winter chills. The days become shorter, the temperature drops down a little, which makes it difficult to get out of bed. The wind blows intensely during the morning and you don’t feel…
There’s a small window in my room from where the light enters my soul,The ghastly wilderness and a few leggy chilly plants can be seen from the window in my room. The window offers a view of the Tacoma plant overladen with yellow bell-like blooms,That fall on the ground, when I lay upside down on…
“The winters went away too soon,Bidding a farewell to the inhabitants of Doon,Whenever the season turns a new leaf,I find myself spiralling into the blue lagoon,It’s as deep as the midnight blue,Which can hinder you vision, and make you fall into the pit of slow succession. Whenever the season transcends into a softer hue,I find…
“Sometimes I feel bad,Way beyond bad,And cracked,But I smile. Sometimes I stand at my veranda,And watch the houses growing nearby,I don’t like them as they have eaten up the greenery,And now all I see is a duplex, housing eyes, that constantly follow you, from side to side.Even when you are turning your back towards them….
“The hypnotic soppy mellow music is playing in the background,The singer is elucidating the beauty of the ruby red-cherries growing on the tree,The background score is mimicking the sound of crashing waves, andThe sound of his guitar is quite similar to a pendulum swing… The song speaks of the desperation, and the will to let…
“There’s a Peepal tree that shelters little birds, Such as cuckoo, sparrows, robin, and sunbird. It’s curvy boughs reach to the seven heavens. And the moon shines above it, like a street light guarding the lone pedestrians. The tree is tall like a Yeti, and is a natural umbrella for the house standing next to…
“I was half awake when the sultry dawn was above me, It was tempting me with its winsome beauty , to wake me up and fulfil my duties. But I was looking at the ceiling, forcing my mind to make vivid imagery. While the monsoon breeze was caressing me, and crickets were performing a ceremonial…