My Little Ball of Fur

The distant chirping of early birdsThe slow rise of the orange sunSignal the time of your arrival.The door gets opened by meAnd a sleepy-faced cat is seenCalmly sitting on the doorstep.Your tiny head pops up to see meAnd instantly comes out a 'meow'Sounding ever so pleasing to me.You rise slowly and stand on all fourBefore … Continue reading My Little Ball of Fur

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Shades of Black

Picture credit: ronyabanks.com Graveyard silence,Blackened violence.Creepy owls,Wind howls.Paralyzed clouds,Darkness shrouds.Stars guard,Moon God.Tranquil trees,Sleeping bees.Silhouetted hills,Breeze chills.Distant bonfires,Sensual desires.Tip-toed thieves,Lights please!Birds rest,Occupied nest.Stealthy rats,Hawk-eyed cats.Lullabied babies,Itching scabies.Croaking toads,Empty roads.Occasional cars,Mist mars.Shadows stalk,Witches walk.Flickering lights,Bat sights.Temperature dips,Fear grips.Closed shrine,Vampires dine.Liberated ghosts,Satan boasts!Exhaustion mine,Emptied wine.Eyes close,Night grows.

My lightweight champion

Picture Credit : poetryroundabout.com Heaven looks bright,My kite takes flight.Aims for the skies,With zealous eyes.Looks a little frail,Despite its long tail.Higher the kite goes,As far as I chose.In its flight a stud,Goes where I said.Wind tries to whack,But I have its back.Dances in the air,With such a flair.Envious of the birds,Mumbles angry words.Makes a fluttering … Continue reading My lightweight champion

Oceanic Love

Picture sourced from here Underneath a canopy of the starsWe lay as if the world were oursBlessed us the night sky so divine Making us a couple on cloud nineDeep in the waters a dolphin doveAs I and she felt lost forever in lovePebbles and shells topped the sandAs we lay holding each other's handThe … Continue reading Oceanic Love

Crushed Petals

Picture sourced from here A gift of nature's creation is sheAs lovely as the petals of a roseSpreading her joy and love to allFilling the air with her fragrance.A woman, is what she is called.In total contrast to a woman is heAs prickly and dreadful as a thornCutting deeper through her heartCausing her to shed … Continue reading Crushed Petals

Dark House

Picture source Gloom in the air,All over my lair.Heart so frail,In torment I wail.Memories so strong,None did I wrong.Screams deep inside,Abandoned pillow beside.Walls echo her giggles,Accentuate my struggles.Quilt holds her scent,In my heart a dent.Teddy that she hugged,Broods feeling snubbed.Letters from her kindred,Lies scattered unread.Backyard that she admired,Wonders where she retired.Plants that she mothered,Now fall … Continue reading Dark House

Saturday six word story prompt – Silent

Image courtesy: Sushant Suresh Deprived kidsStitching shoesSilent suffering This story is a take on child labour. The term “child labor” is often defined as work that deprives children of their childhood, their potential and their dignity, and that is harmful to physical and mental development. It refers to work that: is mentally, physically, socially or morally dangerous and harmful … Continue reading Saturday six word story prompt – Silent

Betrothed – Tanka #4

This is part of a series of tanka on the theme 'Betrothed'. The previous poems in this series are given below. Betrothed – Tanka #1Betrothed – Tanka #2Betrothed – Tanka #3 A tanka is a Japanese form of poetry containing thirty one syllables, in five lines of five, seven, five, seven and seven respectively. Thank you for reading … Continue reading Betrothed – Tanka #4

Betrothed – Tanka #3

This is part of a series of tanka on the theme 'Betrothed'. The previous poems in this series are given below. Betrothed – Tanka #1Betrothed – Tanka #2 A tanka is a Japanese form of poetry containing thirty one syllables, in five lines of five, seven, five, seven and seven respectively. Thank you for reading this poem.