Showing posts with label clouds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clouds. Show all posts
Wednesday, 20 February 2019
Sunday, 25 March 2018
Monday, 29 January 2018
The Seascape
Cool clouds embrace the warmth of the setting Sun golden, turning the ocean to liquid molten.
White froth of the waves, slither on the golden sand, quenching its thirst again and again.
Coyly hiding within the descending dusk, ever evasive horizon waits for the sky to rush.
To hold on to it one last time before they merge, for a while, later to diverge.
Last impression of the Sun floats on the ocean like gold, time slips away quietly, difficult to hold.
Sunshine withers away slowly, fading the sight, can hardly fathom the beholder's immense delight.
Dusk finally descends, engulfing sky and horizon as one. When one cannot be made out from another.
Only Dawn has the magical key to separate them again. When the Sunlight ignites the sky and ocean, and boundaries remain...till dusk again.
Sunday, 28 January 2018
Wednesday, 12 July 2017
Morning stroll 3
The sky burst open like a volcano, spewing lava in all directions, spreading, flowing like river of death. Consuming everything in its wake and its path.
It burst open like a heart, broken into a million pieces, bleeding pain. Consuming the one whose was broken.
It's just a way of looking at things,
for the sky exploded with warm gentle sunlight, spreading, flowing like river of life. Reviving everything in its wake and its path.
It exploded like a heart, into a million pieces, with joy that could'nt be contained inside anymore. Revitalizing, disburdning, whose burst.
It's just a way of looking at things,
For even if it were lava, time turns the fields of destruction into most fertile lands.
For even if the heart were broken, time gives ample opportunities to heal and repair, turning it into flourishing abode.
It's just a way of looking at things.
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Tuesday, 21 March 2017
Wednesday, 21 September 2016
Morning by the lake.
Sheet of water with depths unknown.
Thousands of secrets in its core.
High mountains surrounding, in eerie calm.
Holding the water, as if, in their palm.
Trees standing guard, erect in a line.
On the banks of the lake divine.
Sunrays peeping from behind the cloud.
Waiting for sunshine to explode.
New hope, new day.
Fresh start, fresh ways.
Photo Credits Go To Shaishav Agarwal
Friday, 19 August 2016
The Moon
A very simple photograph, evoking simple emotions. The Moon appearing like a pearl in the ocean, a jewel on a fabric, a bulb in the fog, guiding light, like a father, in a storm, a bindi on the forehead of the woman, whose face can dispense thousands of worries in fraction of a second, mother's.
Sparkling Moon on the forehead of sky,
dispensing cloudy frowns of worries,
just like a mother's face would.
Lone ranger offering shoulder to cry,
to billions of stars, dispensing pain of distance,
like a friend's shoulder would.
Shining jewel on the blue fabric of trust,
mending, hiding holes of mistakes,
like a sibling's trust would.
Glowing in the distance, like a lamp in the storm,
dispersing darkness even before it comes,
like a teacher's glow would.
Showing the way, easing the path,
lighting up the road, for future ahead,
like a father's guidance would.
Caressing gently, empowering with the Sun's reflection,
embracing, as one is,
like a lover's love would.
Sparkling Moon on the forehead of sky,
dispensing cloudy frowns of worries,
just like a mother's face would.
Lone ranger offering shoulder to cry,
to billions of stars, dispensing pain of distance,
like a friend's shoulder would.
Shining jewel on the blue fabric of trust,
mending, hiding holes of mistakes,
like a sibling's trust would.
Glowing in the distance, like a lamp in the storm,
dispersing darkness even before it comes,
like a teacher's glow would.
Showing the way, easing the path,
lighting up the road, for future ahead,
like a father's guidance would.
Caressing gently, empowering with the Sun's reflection,
embracing, as one is,
like a lover's love would.
Photo Credits Go To Shaishav Agarwal.
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