Liquid skies capricious - titillatingly crimson

Blushing clouds enthralled- at the horizon

When a poem was not written...........

A couple nudged closer somewhere

Enkindled passion rage without any care

Two silhouettes entwined- smitten

Lost in memories unbeknownst

Tethered at the edge , tears glistened

The poem remained unwritten

P.S: This type of poetry is called nove otto.. came across it at Poefusion . Such poems are of 9 lines with the rhyme scheme as aacbbcddc with each line of 8 syllables :)

I believe now...


of immense faith
Performing miracles
Ignited the first flames of piety
In me

Prompted at : 3WW , Sunday Scribblings and Totally Optional Prompts

I know I have been away from this blog for a long time now and I havent written anything for the prompts too.. This is my way of trying to fit more than one prompts together.. the 3 worded prompts for 3WW are in bold and italics and this is my attempt of Cinquain .. You can read my earlier attempt here

Vanilla Sky

In my own vanilla sky,
I search
Few shades of you

Between the lines,
A hidden meaning

I try to decipher
In this convoluted poem

Jealous green
mingle with neglected dreams
In the nebulous clouds

I hesitate
Through the star studded night
To find you

Prompted at : ABC Wednesday and 3WW

Yet again!

A shiver went down my spine,

Cold it was, as stone

and yet,

It raged,
like a fire

fiery and insistent

I knew instantly,
Fate has played a game,
yet again,
I knew,

Things will never be same..

And then,
Illusions were re-made,
Yet again!

Prompted at : Sunday Scribblings

ABC Wednesday.. U for umberella

Ah pretty floral thing!
Dancing merrily in the rain
Jerking the droplets,
With healthy disdain,

Oh the queen of monsoon,
prancing in delight,
Save me from the water
And excess light

Ah too simple na.. very impromptu :)

Prompted at : ABC Wednesday

Untitled - For 3WW

Vague accusations,
sprung through your eyes,
Glistening in the sun
Shattered illusions
tethered at the edge
Enemy or a friend?
hard to define

Prompted at : 3 Words Wednesday

P.S: The prompted words are in bold :)

As the flesh plumed

As the flesh plumed,
A pinkish tender,
The day blushed
Into crimson red
The eyes looked yonder

Lost in the resonant silence,
Ears didn't heed,
As hungry voices echoed
Like those forgotten church bells
Wind blew deep in the night

Silence stretched taut,
Words waiting to come out,

Discarded, like those pages,

Lying in the attic
Lips were sealed tight

Darkened days waited,

In corridors of time,

Where history reckons

Waited all this while....
Awaits till,

The elusive humanity dawns

T for Tomorrow for abc wednesday....

I shall let the windows open,
And the breeze,would sweep away
These cobwebs from the past
But just not yet..

I shall wear the over-bright smile,
And cast away these tears,
Fill them with hope
But just not yet....

I shall face the sun,
Without any complaints,
These shadows wouldn't last
But just not yet...

Dreams with be forged again,
With polychromatic hues,
blues forgotten
But just not yet...

Will come soon enough,
And this night of despair,
will be lost into oblivion
But just not yet...

Prompted at : ABC Wednesday

I never noticed

For long you stayed there,
Right in the corner.
I had been amiss,
I never noticed.

You held my burden,
And at times carried me
I never noticed

Through winters and rain,
Through happy times ,and pain.
You were, by my side
I never noticed.

And now you are no longer able,
To be right there,
To carry my burden,
With broken legs, oh table!
I certainly notice that!

Prompted at : Inspire me thursday

Dancing in glee

Brown girl,
Dances in glee
Dances all night.. all day
Dances by the bay..
Brown girl dances in glee

Wouldn't you stop,
For a while and just see ?
Shes been wanting,
For someone to just be
Brown girl, dancing in glee

Nay do not look at her torn shoes,
Nor at the worn out laces
Oh random faces,
look at her over bright smiles
Do not, look into her eyes
Lest, you see a tear
The oft hidden,
gut wrenching fear
Ah do not stop and leer
She is not a beauty
Do not look at the holes
In her skirt,
Do notice how it unfurls,
Like an umbrella that she never had

Sir? Will you stop ?
Madam please,
Won't you ease?
Linger awhile
Look at her jive
All the doors are closed shut
She has no money but..
She will dance all night
Will you open the window?
And show her some light ?
Will you spare? A penny two dimes?
I am sure you wont miss it
Cant you do your bit ?
The rain doesn't seem to wait
For her lively gait
Do open your window

Can you feel the wind blow?
feel the tingle down your spine
Do open your window and see
See her legs intertwine
This girl dancing in glee....

Note: This poem is loosely based on the prompt at : POEFUSION . Mostly, it seems inspired from "Another Day in Paradise" A lovely song I am sure most of you have heard it!


Blues beckon me yet again,

Marking me in many shades

Then why does it seem so gray ?

Colors that were so vividly alive

Smile.. A haiku

A blushing smile touched

the crimson lips- it quivered

Ah such tenderness!

prompted at : Three word wednesday!

The prompted words are in bold :)

A blinking dot,
through the white nothingness

A nudge here,
A drop there
A life breathes

Ode To Boredom

Ahem feel free to be bored .. This poem is meant to bore you.. Its written by me and manish on the GTalk ... Feel free to skip this one.. for it was born out of boredom

Oh boredom, my faithful lover
You never leave me alone
I wish you were a mobile phone,
And I kept you in silent mode

but then u come back to me vibrating and calling
And I return to mindless brawling
I wish I could leave you in oblivion,
Where nothingness reigns..
Darn you dethroned the king,
and left him with a sling

Now you enslave me,
won't let me discover distant lands
u want to be with me always,
u never understand

With you now my every moment spent,
seems like an uneventful event
Lifeless life and strifeless strife!
I can kill you with a knife

oh boredom I always curse you
May you never get your due
For every piece of art is born out of boredom..
And yet you never get the status of martyrdom

but i know it's you and only you
that would be with me till my death
and I'll leave the life behind
but will take you with me to eternity

So I embrace you finally..
with all my heart..
save me from pointless hurts and distasteful words!

One again.. this was meant to bore :)


A mime,
Where audience dance,
To puppeteers tune.

While the puppeteer remains,
Forever performing,
For the actors.

I wonder oft,
Who exactly is performing
And who is the audience ?

Long before I could even realize,
I was cast ,
In myriad roles

I am now one with them.
I am now,
A living dead,
A Nobody.

Prompted at :

One Single Impression

Hidden ember

From the ashes of time,

Glints in amber,

Some intangible ties,
While the wind blows,
hold close.

To embrace the disenchanted sky
in honeyed glow

Hidden ember,
Through the never-ending night

If only!

If wishes were horses,
How magnificent they would be,
Unbroken in spirit,
Gliding through unbridled
Running wild with the wind
Deep into the night,
Whiter than the moon
Riding under the starlight
If only!

If dreams could fly,

Every time we sleep,

One would never want to wake up

And face the early morn

Trying to catch the shooting stars

Dancing with the starlight
While we rest, under cover

Warm besides the blazing fire

If only!

Night - A haiku

Curdled clouds ensconce,
Blushing moon in ebon veil;
Night- Passion's prelude!


A tune twirls, (3)
Deep within, lie ensconced;(6)
Few words traipse through the shadowed corners(9)
Awaiting your sweet symphony, awaiting you!(12)
Like the antiquated piano(9)
Songs that danced on my lips(6)

Prompted at : Poefusion

Note: This is a triquain of the barest form. With the syllable structure as 3-6-9-12-9-6-3. It makes one set. We can have more than one stanza and extend it from that.


Deep into the forest
Lies a living dream
Those words that you carved,
A testament of love
A touch of fate,
Or may be,
An autumn leaf
To bring color to its morose life
The cold stone
Lingers on till eternity
Like those broken promises

A prompt by poefusion .. but not really satisfied by it

The nest

If I could turn back,
And change the world we conceived,
Knowing what awaits,
This quaint nest of innocence
I wouldn't change any thing

Carve me

Mold me oh artisan,

Into your dreams
Let your fiery imagination

Color my very being
Beautify me
Carve me out
Gently chip away,

All my defenses

I await,

Your piquant touch

Prompted at :


Dream deeper than sea,
For every dream holds key,
Of door to success!

Inspired by Pretty Prats Haiku on the same subject

I shall let the wind

I stand today,
At the beginning of an end.
Of misery and tears!
And my thoughts,
Reach for the sky
like the twirling autumn leaves,
Swaying through the forest of my dreams.

Willing my heart,
not to lose hope, to yet believe,
I shall let the wind carry them,
Across the seven seas,
Dancing to glory,
Onto your lonesome world.

Then I shall call upon the snow,
To gently lull you,
Into a deep restive sleep.
Whence, I shall color your dreams
With my feelings, my desires
Until you tremble with..
The very essence of me.

And then I shall let you ,
Yearn for what was..
and yet never was
And hope for what could be..
I would let you miss me
Like I miss you,
With every breath!

Through the forlorn winter
With the first sprout of spring
I shall await your return,
To color our future,
With rainbow-ed moments
I shall let the wind,
Make my dreams fly..

Prompted here:

N for Nostalgia

Nights of conversations


Hugs of affirmation.....

Coiled into,
Few faded pictures

Ah nostalgia!
A psychedelic memorabilia!

Prompted at :


An unseen door
slightly open,
Like an inviting snare,
Impulsive and unaware,
I trudge towards the unknown,
An epitasis.

A bird of blue-green plume,
Hums an unknown tune,
Peeking through the hole,
I disappear,
Lost forever in an illusion,
A foregone conclusion

Prompted here:

Twitter- Haiku

Like birds on the tree
Twitter happenings of life,
We titter- All day;

Prompted at :

A day of mine

Ah Vinay had tagged me to write a poem about a day that would define me a long time back. Somehow, I never did the tag for so long.. coz well I was going through an uninspired phase. I am still no out of it.. but I am happy with my attempt here...

I chose a rainy day coz.. I feel it defines me completely.. The moodiness of it.. the color.. the moisture.. umm sometimes Its warm.. and at others It leaves you cold.. A rainy day always has drama.. So do i.. in everything I do.. effusive.... effervescent.. and a tad gloomy :)

When might meets might,
In restrained delight,
Unaware of the consequences,
Sky , alit with wonder..

Adrift thoughts takes shape,
They flow with the drops,
On the window pane
Ah a tempest of auguries,

Dance of innocence,
Songs of light,
Whispered secrets
Thrum in unbridled passion

Trees tremble,
Clouds rumble
Thousand colors profuse,
Mingle and diffuse,

A day, when sun doesn't set,
When moon doesn't heed,
The star's clarion call
A day for me indeed!

Flowers of the night

Flowers of the night,
Don't bloom in the day, bereft;
I await all day!



Looking through the inner me,
A distorted vision I find
Memories golden, rose tinted sea
colors of various intensity,
Images flit through my fickle mind.

With words, pauses and random rhymes;
I paint them in various hues,
Wayward thoughts, rants and dreams.
A poetess? A writer? Confusion reigns!
Everyday I am born anew :-)

P.S: I had this in my profile for long.. as "about me" on this blogger.. just updated it into a verse :)

Heart song

My life


A prelude

His beguiling smile,
her glance, stolen, cast down eyes;
Euphoric prelude!

A cup of coffee......

Percolating dreams,
Wafting thoughts,
fragrant memories,

Dancing lights,
Smokey orange
Curdled emotions,
Seeking respite

A sip, a grip
A tight hug
Ah what a trip!

A friend,

An evening,


A cup of coffee!

P.S: I want to dedicate this to Anoop for some amazing conversations and a cup of coffee * read iced tea* :P :P :P

Prompted@ Sunday scribblings


Corroded corridors,
Momentous memories

A kiss, a hug
Happiness galore
That little tug,
in the lover's heart

Lifeless pillars
Colossal carnage

A river of blood,
The tears flood
And hearts dread
As people fled

A day of terror
As hell broke over
Marked us forever

The towers crumbled
And the doyens, humbled
Raised hands in a prayer
The world stay mute

Mausoleum of living dead

Desecrated Ideals,
Floundering honor
Crumbling milestones

Down the path of life
Forever in strife
Each step,
this heart bled

Stumbling and fumbling
Confusion reigns high
numb to the very core

No one to trust,
As dreams turn to dust
Each step,
Taken in dread

Sunken eyes,
Drunken stupor
haunting smile

Long forgotten,
alive, yet internally rotten
Welcome to the damned,
This mausoleum of living dead

Somehow I seem to have lost the touch.. though I have written this.. I don't like it :( bah! May be I should not write for sometime..Frankly I chose the title then tried to write...

What I wanted to express was the listlessness that sometimes haunts us... its like u r living and yet u r dead... but ofcourse i failed to express and it became a saga of someone who has lost hope erm :(((

150th Post yay!!

Lets Celebrate yay!! 150 posts!! My first post thats not about poetry!!

Revelry! Devilry!

Ah I have been awarded too oh yeah! The friend's forever award by Vinay :-)

And here are the rules for the Blogging Friends Forever Award:
1. The winner may put the logo on his/her blog.
2. Put a link to the person you received the award from.
3. Nominate 5 blogs.
4. Put links to the blogs.
5. Leave a message for your nominees.

Ah and the  award is..... * nice music in the background*

The Blogger's Friends Forever Award


And now I nominate...............

Anoop Kumar is his name,
"xh" is his fame  *winks*
A biker to the core
And many other talents, hidden in the core 

Cooking and looking ?
Wining and dining
workoholic to the core
Romantic too.. can anyone ask for more? 

Finally gotchya buddy :P :P 

Neeraja Nagarajan,
Decided to have some fun,
She walked on the road
And promptly fell for a toad  * yay!! I got it funny*

A poetess par excellence,
A reveting story teller
Does look like a pillar,
A gigantic semblance 

I would have nominated Vinay but he already got this award.. thank you dear btw :D :D

Nancy Alexander,
Decided one day to wander
they searched for her high and low
Found her with goose and gander  * erm just a comical twist hope you dont mind*

Stories you tell sweet and tender
Sometimes of kids, sometimes of blender * poetic liberty:P *
And attempted seriousness
that leaves us with boistrous mess :D D:

Navin Dutta,
Lives on sutta
Writes poetries of deep thoughts
Sometimess, i wonder, if he really smoked pot  ** hey dear just a joke.. i dont know if u smoke at all :D :D**

Vishal Shakher
Longing for a pair,
Of clean socks
Decides finally, to pick some locks  *:P*

I wish sometimes you actually find time to read what I write about you bah!

Writer of irregular rhyme
You like to have your drink with a tinge of lime
If you dont find time
you might have to hide behind the thyme *whatever that means :P :P*

Okie people ensoi with me yay!! yippie yay!!

Whiter shade of pale

I think I have modified the meaning of the phrase totally.. but what the heck.. am not grammatically wrong :D :D

I searched deep within
A whiter shade of pale
A husk of nothingness
In the arms of sweeping gale

Futile it seemed,
but how can one stop ?
With every passing wave
A world unfurls, agape

A crystal maze it is,
Twisted to its core
But there is logic in randomness
if you look onto your dreams

Different shades of colors
Wrapped in two-pore
An eyes that never blinks
And a heart that never sinks

They walk together forever
An inseperable pair as one can see
For when despair knocks your door
How far can hope be?

For even in the darkest night,
Hides, a whiter shade of pale
And when the storms pass by,
And darkness rescinds,
It lives to tell the tale 


P.S: This seems like a bunch of verses put together.. i dunno wht i am expressing.. I am not sure too.. just like modern art may be bah! I call it confusion :D :D

Shifting shadows,
Twirling tight
Like some thoughts coiled inside

A thousand death,
Every moment I die
like a crawling reptile- A parasite

No escape, no respite
I die as i live and live as i die
Incomprehensible plight

Am I right?
Is this wrong ?
Just the same it is- Black or white..

There are no colors,
No words.. just meaningless scribbles
Like the bread that mouse nibbles

Empty.. days and night
Empty.. my words
Empty.. my mind

What exactly do I search ?
What exactly do I mean
What exactly?

Swirling smoke
Nerve wracking numbness
Awaits, I no longer want to hide

I no longer want to fight




plays around

With flower flirts