The Poetry Marathon

‘Ther’ are moments when I stare

At the white ceiling

Not that I am weaving a thought

‘Ther’ are moments when I stare

At the sun shining bright

Seeing only the black spots

‘Ther’ are moments when I stare

At those dark grey clouds

Not wishing them to rain down

Not because they cause mist

‘Ther’ are moments when I stare

Seeing only the black spots

In this place I like to stand alone

To feel the sand beneath my feet

Which leads me nowhere

But my heart still longs to know, ‘Wher’ was I long lost

Not counting days

Losing the sense of time

Being in your arms is what I cherish

With each passing day

You are there by my side

Our magic working wonders

When we lay together

Under the lap of nature

The twinkle in your eye

Infinitely vast and small

Gaze into my shadows

The universe singing it for me

My soul sings along

Among the atoms and stars

A breath of fresh air

Infinite it may seem to me to hold your hand

Please sing with me, the song of harmony

For the love we share

Come dream with me

Of a place we call love

Let’s walk into it hand in hand

Until the last ash drops

I sometimes wonder

If you could ever conclude

The depth of my emotions

The rug you pulled underneath me

I showed you all the love I could give

It’s worrying that you do not understand love

The way I do, “I Love You” doesn’t resound

I have felt you near me, even when you were far

You say, I anchor your fleeting thoughts

Calm the storm inside you

That your soul recognises mine

But you still don’t understand my love

My love for you which ever was

I am tired showing my love to you

I now lie silent at peace

The same peace, which you said you see in me.

Yours lovingly

The Poet

Looking out of my bedroom window

As I stare at the space above

The gold ball glazing hot

A hardback just beside me

He has been my companion for long

A broken wine glass and it’s spill

I can’t turn my head to face them

But I can see the sun glistening up the oak

Jealous for it being sun kissed

I want to poke the oak with the knitting needles

The pavements are awake

You wake me up from a hazy conscious

I want to feel the caressing lights

Which I will adore and hate

I am your sunflower

Yearning that you’ll pierce my heart silently

Time flows freely

Like just a grain of sand in the hour glass

Emotions, thoughts and ramblings

Giving it a logical direction

Procastinating until now

Hundred years is too long

For thoughts to get assembled

But a fleeting thought latches

Taking you on a different path

May be new ideas, reminiscing

A long lost thought perhaps

Those bloodshed streets

Battles need to be won

Through the guns, through the wires

What will happen to families

And ‘wher’ will children play

Or they will fight till no one is left

Hundred years ago

Hundred years from now

To those, does the bell ring

Screaming out loud

Please!! Let peace endure.

Standing naked through out

Capturing the winter gloom

Enslaving the chilly winds

Not tired of waiting for the brightest star

Raising her brittle arms up in the sky

As she silently suffered in pain

A day came when she played with the breeze

With the earthy scent of dirt and fertility

Caressing her blushing cheeks

Swaying slowly, giggling with mischief

Her beauty now flourishes in pink

Tiny petals resting on those heavy branches

Softest blanket covering her world

That glittering smile as she glows

Like a princess amidst the pink pasture

Wearing a crown of fuchsia flush.

An easy silence, thick and quiet

No words and stories told

Walking through the forest

Cold and shivers creeping in

The smoky powder filling the sky

The trees bare, combed away by the wind

Chill rushing through without a light

A lonely place to walk alone

The bitter cold numbing the skin

The only kind of bare you can see

World draining in snow

Hearing only the statics

The frozen heart bumping

Working on its own sabotage

A beautiful disaster

Covered in an avalanche of emotions

Between the woods and frozen lake.

(Last line taken from the poem “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost)

Rain running it’s fingertips on the window

I am caught in that moment

Smell of the damp earth lingering

Seeping into the walls I hide behind

Music drowning the pain between the head and heart

Getting bored of conversations

I could hear what is whispered

The window makes me dizzy

Can you hear the sound my tears make?

Running down uncontrollably

Making way to my lips

Drenched in misery, I stand ‘ther’

Staring at the rain, searching

Wondering how? why? ‘wher?’

Hoping to find you

Starting on a blank page

Writing a poem on your name.

A poet, writer by passion, it took me more than a couple of decades to put my thoughts out on the paper. I am a bibliophile and the world of literature fascinates me. I, first began writing soulful stories for Times Of India (Internet) under its “Soul Curry” section. I am a co author in many anthologies with different publishing houses. I have co-authored a book of Poetry “Impetus” which is available on Amazon and all the leading platforms. I have also turned an editor with “Health Warriors & Survivors” a book of 11 real stories. I review upcoming authors and any new titles I come across. I have also come up with my Solo book which is a Kindle E book and is available on Amazon.

I came to know about the poetry marathon last to last year when one of my friend sent me a link to participate. I couldn’t participate then as I was not much confident about it though I wanted to do it. I took the challenge last year and it was one hell of a journey for me. I owe this to my co author of IMPETUS, she has been my ever guiding spirit all through and I know she will be through this challenge as well. Hoping to pen some good ones through 24 Hours.

Looking forward to an endearing journey with all the poets out here and I am excited to be around such esteemed company, to learn and make some good friends along the way.

Living in a world of dreamy wonder

An untitled poet I was

Writing those fresh new three stanzas

Looking back on my journey

Mocking my old work

Here I am on a new expedition

Unique and ingenious

Never been done before!!