Dream’s flight
It flaps its eager wings Pirouettes Sipping a potion of valour Erasing hurtful things Silhouettes Seeking radiance and colour . It was caged for ages And silenced ‘Destiny’ branded on its coop All buoyant images Were distanced Coercing sunny hope to stoop . Tyranny planted seed Rebellious It envisioned the distant sky Uprooting fear’s weed […]
Drenched Souls #Cinquain
His love Moistens dry days The Pitter-Patter shields Sprouts a love flower in her heart Souls drenched Pooja Mandla . *The American cinquain is an unrhymed, five-line poetic form defined by the number of syllables in each line—the first line has two syllables, the second has four, the third six, the fourth eight, and the fifth […]
Cutting Away…
AtoZatPp C Cut down the dying boughs With an axe, I say. Chop and slice each poisoned bit And set them aflame. Let the jaundiced leaves shrivel to nothingness. The ashes will swivel deliriously, Celebrating their freedom. They will float in the morning breeze And settle amidst the flowers. That is where you belong, my […]