Lurking conviction

A bright day

A bright beginning

Spawning dawn

Opening eyes to

Brilliance of the sun

Waving white flag

Withdrawing itself from the green

Waving in all its glory of today

In the blazing sun

With all its might

Rising above – fluttering high

Persevering its bright glory

Intense in its gentleness

The sound of that silence

That moment of freeze

I see not the flutter

But hear it quaver- coil- pulsate

Swaying of the green interrupted

By what she heard not saw

Dead air that pierced in

Not merely touched

A branch unnoticed

Now no more her part

For it is what made the mast

Mast of the fluttering glory

 Intrinsic serenity

Underlying solace

Floating unperturbed

Deep in the obscurity

Erupted with clamor

Shaking the flutter

Terminating sway of the green

Blazing sun in full rage

Winds shall still continue to blow

The sun shine

Dawn would still spawn

The flag would flutter with all its might

And green continue swaying

The missing link

Does it exist….?

The time shall see

Or

Would time reveal?

coffee with soul

a founder of the pearl, 

after 100 shells are empty
quenching the thirst. after the drought
a pleasant smile to an orphan
with honest heart.
first successful poetry
after many disgrace
to a poet.
a feeling emerging out of an emotion
in a moment.
i name it 'pulse'

--by aankita

a Quest…

Tides – ebbs

Chaos – peace

Birth – life – death

Happiness – sorrows

Start – the End

A life – to live

Live happily

Happily ever after

Decisions ours

Actions ours

Striving to accomplish

Each other is ‘Us’

Love is what drives the journey

Journey towards bliss

On the way found 100 shells

All beautiful – all empty

Hope kept the spirits high

Traveller just then found a pearl

A feeling of contentment

As though the thirst was quenched

A feeling of pause

As though everything was still

Time stopped

Pulse felt across the body

Happiness floating in the air

Kissing all over

Whispering in the ears

Of colourful future

Future that we would make

With decisions ours

Actions ours

Accomplished blessed ‘Us’

For

‘We are Our’s’

-- rewritten by me

----- truth -----

Dreams light as a feather

Colourful as each hair

Flying all around,

Settling, caressing, stroking.

Making us dream more,

More colourful,

More brighter,

Dreams - light as a feather…

Realities heavy as a stone

Mundane form – Monotonous colour

Crooked, heavy, monochrome

Obstacles, hurdles

Stone sitting in obscurity

Feathers flying with glee

Dreams – Realities

Present carrying both

Where does the truth lie?

In those dreams…

That we dreamt?

Or

The realities we live in?

Or

In the in-between realm?

Truth is the ‘present’

Where we dwell, where -

Feathers cover the stone

All over, all around,

Making them colourful

Brighter and look lighter

Making us smile again.

Our dreams - Our feathers

Our present – Our future

helpless...is what i feel

when i want to fly

and time tied wings

struggling failing

failing forgetting

reviving reliving

rejuvenating

lost found

gave up

risen high

all i go through

all i fight

heading towards a new flight

future keeps me going

smile is what i say

oh dear the world is not enough

hassles are more to come

strong is what we ought to be sure of

i dream when u near when u far

when you in my arms

for God is great

believe in him for

"both the two of US"

let us tag each other along

to soar new heights

but what i am struggling now

is missing 'US'

with tied wings...

so helpless

so restless

hidden

pearl in the shell

at rest in her well

seen at peace and poise

hiding the reality

she lies over that unrest

the unrest  gone numb

resting alone

with the unrest

living in the shell

yet at the edge

living the extremes

body one

struggling to survive

struggling to breathe

yet she rests

respires - perspires

rests over the unrest

balancing at the edge

balancing with a hope

for the 'final equilibrium'

suffocating and choking 

in the quest of poise

sun rays glare her eye

winds make her lips dry

and eyes wet

darkness and aloofness

killing her morale

yet she ______

perspires and respires

in the unrest calmly she rests

wherein_______

seconds span  minutes

days have split into hours

hopes to prayers 

and

beliefs to faiths

introspecting - procrastinating

she rests alone

wondering the road she's trailing

if at all there is an end

or

just a phase it is

handful storms

painful strokes

moments of dilemmas

splitting her into "two"

what is she suppose to do ?

resting over unrest 

resting alone _____________.

No ones - Ours

We fall – we cry

We fail – we try

Crying together

Tears we gather

Tasting each drop

Venting all of it out

Taste we the pain

And strength we gain

We rise – we shine

Forgetting all

We begin afresh

Fault no ones

Fault all mine

Fault all yours

Fault all ours

You calm breeze

Me turbulent sea

A cool fresh dew

Pure you

I begin

We end

A new day

A new beginning

A big smile

To a new win

Surrender____.

I fall i rise

I beg i cry

I feel sorry

And i apologise

Ruining my day

Bothering his nights

Doing no good

Inviting only pain

Understand I all

Yet no actions

Nothing at all

Anger is what?

A cause for the loss

The loss of days

The times and the moments

The love and care

I know it all

But actions

Nothing at all

And i just appal

Help me please

Here i surrender

To my rage

In some way

Suffocating alone

In this quagmire

Where i am stuck

Since i was born

It seems

You not near

I so far

Missing it all

Loosing even now

Know I, I am wrong

But then again

What to do

I know not

Lost and confused

Surrendered and dejected

Sit i here alone

Blaming the self

Inciting pain

Punishing, tormenting

Disoriented and lost.

Help me please

Here i surrender

To my rage

In some way