Promises


Deep into the forest
Lies a living dream
Those words that you carved,
A testament of love
Awaits,
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


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,
whispering,
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

Endless,
Nights of conversations
.......

Countless,

Hugs of affirmation.....

Coiled into,
Few faded pictures
....

Ah nostalgia!
A psychedelic memorabilia!

Prompted at :

Conclusion



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

A bird of blue-green plume,
Hums an unknown tune,
Bewitching,
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!