Thanks, human!
I like your intention (or maybe a sweet little blunder) of planting this sapling in a corner of the pot, leaving enough soil space in the center. Now, that makes for a perfect chill bed for this comfy connoisseur to stretch, curl, and take a nap after lunch.
But, don’t blame me if at all the plant self-destructs itself, wanting to give me all its space out of love. I’m just treating ours as a mutualistic relationship, while fertilizing my plant partner. Continue reading
frozen quintessence
empyrean domain drains
into glaucous grapes
The frosted look of the concentrated essence (quintessence) is nothing but the melted (drain) colors of the sky (empyrean domain) that have taken shelter inside the glaucous-colored grapes in a frozen form.
More syllabic poetry on colors here -> A-Z Haiku Tautograms.
In response to Colleen’s ‘#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge #268’.
Just around the bend
listening to none
I traverse those depths
Mystic maiden
wears a milky gown
of winter frost
dubious saunter in
deceiving silence sends
delicate shivers
walking barefoot
I deduce a connection
with my unseen roots
In response to Sadje’s ‘What Do You See Prompt #125’.
swirling aurora
smaragdine sky theater
stellar optic trance
In response to Colleen’s ‘#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge #263’.
You name members of our kind ‘Flash’ and do not hesitate to make fun of our natural speeds.
In this regard, I question you, why don’t you mind your own business at your natural speeds?
Even if you are accelerating, why can’t you be in control? Have you lost your nerve?
I can hear you. I am not as frustrated as this always. But, you humans make me yell. Do you want to know the reason?
shelter of patterns
offer hindsight or foresight
clear blatant vision
Aren’t patterns astonishing? We take shelter in them while also wanting to break them. Quite ironical, is it not?
The varied hues of clouds at dusk, stars at night, the rustle of a coconut palm, the ripples on a silent pool, the aggregation of ice crystals that present us the snow fractals, animal and human behaviour are all nothing but patterns. On a bigger scale, the Milky Way Galaxy which we’re a part of has spiral patterns depicting a Fibonacci sequence in space. Isn’t that stunning? These regularities that reveal themselves in our observations often offer a sense of satisfaction to confused minds, and act like a shelter to hazed thoughts.
Not only in nature are these configurations present. We plan our days, maintain a consistent routine to manage the time and weave a pattern around us consciously or otherwise. We accidentally meet a good old friend, and at once our brain frames a pattern of longing to meet them all. Rhyme schemes are also patterns used by poets to please their readers. Even chaos we face in our lives is an unrecognized pattern which barely gets recognized. That’s what has transformed into the cliché of ‘history repeats itself’.
But, as much as patterns fascinate me, I feel that they’re also a trap.
Continue readingOnce, the soft whisper
broke my wings
blew me away
extinguished my flame
left behind pearly teardrops.
Now, it hits even harder but
takes me high
fuels my desires
enkindles the flares
leaving behind fierce feelings.
An unseasonable lamp Stays my side, As rays of the sun And shimmers of the nights, Reassuring words of love With her hands in mine! Like the touch of the wind On a scorching day, She is that touch wood Amidst the decaying logs, Making space for me to not seek more but enjoy the lesser!Continue reading
As each day ends, I wish I could dive into my chaos energetically rather than drowning pathetically and then watch the movement of water that overpowers me transferring a portion of its energy as our sweet little deal followed by taking a stand against the welcoming winds under the bed of stars preferably boarding over a gently swaying boat that sails over an ambient oceanscape as a lonesome point that is lost in this vast universe born only to find all beauty in the vanishing ripples that reflect the milky white planetoid pumpkin which has mood swings that do not match with mine and afterwards slowly slip into the arms of sleep right in the shimmering open arbour that remains unbarred while listening to the magical stories of umpteen galaxies that hang over and the mellifluous voice of surrounding waves that kiss me good night one by one until that philander with bright dancing rays barges in on my pleasant utopian or sometimes wild dreams forcing me to open my eyes after bulldozing all fantasies written and directed by Nox.
Word Count: 180
Sentence: 1
The writing above is an example of the usage of the literary device ‘Polysyndeton’. Nox is the Roman goddess of the night.
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her territory
illuminates beneath the
starry sparkling skin
as his caliginous cloak
catapults strings of silver
The tanka pictures the scene of a meteor shower. The territory is that of the planet Earth and the cloak belongs to the sable sky.
The poem can also be conceived as an expression of love, wherein the act of a man who appears hard on the outside (dark cloak) opening up his soft inner self (silvery streaks) to his beloved would illuminate her world that is already sparkling with the bond they share.
While gazing at stars, he told, “Whatever you wish, it will come true”, as if he was her shooting star.
Inspired by Bulbul’s ‘Twenty Words Tuesday #38 – Wish’.
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Yuting Gao from Pexels.
expedition starts
as fluorescent flickers
fan fervent fire
fabricating fantasy
under the whispering stars
In response to Colleen’s ‘Tanka Tuesday #236 – Expedition’.
Featured Image: Pinterest.
I’m ecstatically happy to share with you the news that an anthology that I’m a part of, “Utmost Feelings” with the theme ‘Love’, has been released.
It’s been exactly a month today since the launch (29th June 2021). But, I wanted to share this news only after I received a paperback copy. The delivery was a mess, unfortunately, and I got my copy only a couple of days ago and hence the delay in the announcement.
Attached with bittersweet memories, this book will always remain special. Astha, the girl who initiated the process of compiling this book is no more with us. Today marks the end of three months since her demise. But still, the legacy of her dream lingers in each word that the book holds. I heartily appreciate the efforts of True Dreamster, the publisher, who took Astha’s wish forward and presented this bouquet of love to her family as a tribute.
I extend my heartfelt gratitude to every person who’s a part of this wonderful project and all supporters.
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As many of you might have come across already, today, 29th July is observed as the “International Tiger Day”. This is commemorated every year since 2010 to spread awareness about the dangers faced by tigers, to conserve the tiger species, and to preserve their natural habitats.
This year, the theme for the day is ‘Their survival is in our hands’.
According to World Wide Fund for Nature (WWF), these wild cats are one of those keystone species that are crucial for the integrity of the ecosystems in which they live. In short, when tigers thrive, the whole ecosystem thrives. They help in maintaining the harmony of nature.
In spite of being apex predators, do tigers really face dangers? Undeniably, that’s a yes. Most declining tiger populations are threatened primarily by habitat loss and fragmentation, poaching and wildlife trade, declining prey base, and conflicts with humans.
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skills of symmetry
technical weaver spins webs
shabby chandelier
Inspired by Walt Whitman’s ‘A Noiseless Patient Spider’.
In response to Ronovan’s Haiku Prompt Words – Weave and Web.
Featured Image:
Photo by Henor Teneqja on Unsplash.
cohesive bivalves
wiggly irritant injures
crusty self-defense
eloquent protective shield
oyster yields a starry pearl
I had 3 different conceptions while framing this tanka, the first being the direct inference of the biological formation of a pearl in an oyster, and the second about a motivational stimulus. The third perspective, not associated with the entire tanka, is a euphemism with a human hermaphrodite.
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herald sends love notes
enamored of collisions
ocean kisses land
This haiku has a pivot element (linguistic device – Apo-Koinou), meaning the first two lines can be read together as well as the last two.
Inspired by Ronovan’s Haiku Prompt Words – Note and Send.
Featured Image:
Photo by Leio McLaren on Unsplash.
These six-word stories that can be read alone or together, imply the creation and destruction phases of a tree. The female persona denotes the tree and the male persona, dependent wildlife.
Her growth, silent!
Her fall, heavy!
His sound changed,
as her’s cracked!
These can also be perceived as the thoughts of a father who is worried about his daughter’s unprecedented failures.
She designed an open balcony to enjoy sunsets. But, her garden wanted to relish the scenic scape all by itself.
Have you experienced your time which is your favorite escapade from everyday chores, getting eaten away by someone else after having put all the effort in, or have you eaten up someone’s time and efforts accidentally or intentionally? The above tale is written from this perspective.
Inspired by Bulbul’s ‘Twenty Words Tuesday #34 – Garden’.
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