Trail a tale
Reflecting;
Branches or tree?
Reflections;
In the wilderness
Reflective;
Life’s design
A perspective….
I stand admiring.
Tag: Life
Illumine
Shaping itself as desired,
The wax melted fervently.
The new age illumine
Responded naturally;
Sparkling uncensored
And glowing candidly.
A vision to adore,
Burned creatively.
Illumined in adoration,
The ideal Self in illusion;
My thoughts began to melt fervently,
Shaping itself as desired.
Glory…
The tattered kite tangled from the tree top
Reminding the glorious day it had seen;
The kites that competed with each other,
Chasing the sun as did ‘Icarus’.
The festivity is past
The day became days
Now worn and unattended….
Along came the breeze,
Tickling its senses;
Without fail it attempts flight
With life that’s skeleton remains;
Swaying and falling downwards….
I picked up this embodiment
Of once skilled and energetic creation
That I stepped on accidentally, apologetically
And moved it to a safe corner.
What it felt, I may never know
After its colourful, short life
A homage I pay to its glory.
Unexpected…
The watermelon rolled down
Splashed, when hit the stone;
Juice and flesh
Scattered all around.
Roads pleased
With showered droplets
Moments of pleasure, unexpected.
The little urchin ran to pick
Wary, yet take a bite
A treat it turned, unexpected.
And I stood there watching….
Variety is the Spice of Life 