~Song~

Riva Del Garda

I flew past

the open havens, whispering waters,

gasping for breath

in gorgeous greens-

The wind unfurled the unknown song lost

in the cacophony!

The 

idle dwellers

failed to notice

the astounding beauty of

Me!

I added a lantern poem at the end just for a bit of twist :)

Shared with MindLoveMisery's Shadorma Prompt!

~Wings~

Dreaming in a world afar,

Of wings broad and wide,

Lifting me to the heavens...

Written for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai!

Wingadium Leviosa!

Sarolta Bán

I swirled upon a cardboard box my Phoenix feathered wand,

I flipped and swished it through the air and turned it all around,

And murmuring a bit in mumbled voice I tried to cast a spell,

"Wingadium Leviosa, Wingadium Leviosa", I repeated like a knell...

But to no avail my cardboard box lay quite flightless in front of me,

Frustrated and quite angry I slammed it with my feet!

And out popped two sturdy wings gasping for fresh air,

Pearly white and light yet strong flapping strenuously with a flair!

My cardboard box rose a little and for a moment I believed

That magic I could do from my Amazon bought wand, so cheap!

And then the beautiful white swan released from the box,

And rose up in the air disturbing the stillness with her winged chaos...

The dust from my attic floor rose up in her wake,

And twisted up and curved, like a cyclone in a lake.

I stared aghast at the royal thing as she frantically searched around,

Looking for a door, a window or any escape route!

I sprung out of my bewilderment with a dust filled cough and sneeze,

And quickly went and opened up the window and let in some breeze...

The beauty saw the endless skies and heedlessly swished past,

Flapping hard and furiously to meet the open skies at last!

I watched it fly away for while dreamily from my window,

Then packed my wand and went back to the real world below!

Written for MindLoveMisery's Photo Challenge!
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Also shared with Imaginary Garden with Real Toads! 

~Free~

Clicked in the open skies of my hometown back in India!

Flightless Eagle! I met him in a dessert safari in Dubai.

The owner took him around for pictures among the tourists!

I felt really bad when I later glanced at this picture for the poor

thing!  Maybe I shouldn't have aided the owner with this picture!!

:(

I wish to soar in the boundless skies,

And touch the light blue heavens,

The joy of spreading my dynamic wings,

To whizz past daunting Havens!

To hear the rustle of the whispering wind,

In my delicate greying feathers,

To stretch my hollow marrowless bones,

And feel the infinite pleasure!

To be freed from these chains and shackles

Bound to an old man's hand,

To stretch my rusty wings and fly,

Over deserts, seas and land!

Away from these wretched humans,

Who make me flightless for money,

Away from their thoughtless breed,

Away from Earth, utterly free~

Written for MindLoveMisery's Tale Weaver's prompt!
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Also shared with Poets United for Poetry Pantry!

~Nostalgia~

Too much work! :(

Today is a ordinary gloomy day,

The sky is cast, the sun is veiled,

I am hopeless, clueless, with nothing to do,

I scribbled many a poems and gibberish too,

And yet the soggy past hangs in front of my eyes,

The future seemed to loop ceaselessly by,

My present repeats itself every single day,

I am bored, strung out, unhappy, in dismay...

The music disheartening, the lyrics seem silly,

The gym is tiring, the walk too lonely,

The food unpleasing, hunger seems dead,

The white covers of the room colourless and drab!

I miss my mother's fruit custard pie,

My father's melodious car ride,

My hubby's hearty breathtaking embrace,

The house full of flowery decor and lace.

My mother constantly scolding me,

My father watching football on TV,

Or Mr. Husband trashing the house around,

While I find something dirty to freak about!

Fighting over the TV remote too much,

Arguing over what to cook for lunch,

Running amok in search of the phone,

Lost in some corner, unnoticed unknown!

I sit alone in the hotel room,

Its quite and peaceful, not a moan,

The custard is too perfectly served,

Decorated, yet not enough!

The football game is of course ignored,

As I watch some random comedy show,

For no one fights for the remote,

Its just me me all alone,

In the stark white perfect uncluttered room,

No one to mess the perfect gloom,

As I sit and stare at my phone

Waiting for a call from my faraway home!

Shared with Poetry Jam!

Heaven

Flying above and Glimpsing Heaven below!

Over the Himalayas!

Written for 6WS!

Natsukashi!

Image found HERE.

Her hands swirled
Her eyes closed
As she flew in the air,
Earth far from her toes,
A flourishing swirl,
Her arms flexed,
Gathering the world,
In a single twirl...
The {taut} bun,
The frilly {little} skirt
Mattered not a {bit};
As she flew again
Up and up
Gravity in disdain!
The world watched
Flabbergasted, awestruck,
But she paid not a heed,
For she was one with music,
Moulding to the beat!
The oneness
of a long lost love
Of passion and fear!
The oneness of loss and despair
Of many a hopeful tears!
Rejuvenated and happy,
Sad, nostalgic, carefree,
Heart bursting with emotions
Trapped for too long,
She felt all at {once}!
Tearing her apart,
As she {sliced} the air-
Her feet touching
her {golden} hair,
Natsukashi searing,
Her heart beat racing,
Rush of adrenaline,
Over and over again!
What if she could never stop?!

I have emphasised the words as such:
{}= read fast
Bold= emphasise
Underline=read slow

Written for MindLoveMisery's prompt!

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dVerse Poets!

The Winged Beauty!

Airbus said in jealous aspirations of Boeing once -"It's not the looks that cut the air!!"

A Boeing 737-800 Air India caught on camera by me departing from Calicut Airport!

What happens when two roaring Pratt & Whitney jet engines are attached to 300 tons of metal alloy? It flies! Amazing huh!?
Of course a lot goes on before that happens. Even so, the thought of 300000 kgs of metal staying in the air for hours unaffected by gravity!? It Never ceases to amaze me!! And one would think that you'd jump in the air and stay airborne for atleast a little while being mostly less than a quintal (1/10 of a ton :P) as we are... Doesn't happen does it?
So here's what goes on (in short) before the 300tons of Aluminium, Titanium and Kevlar alloy can fly- Art!!
Careful engineering analysis of every inch of the surface makes it aerodynamic. And also, Mind it! gives it the capacity to carry 300 plus people across the globe in a matter of few hours...  A hollow spindle shaped body that stretches from nose to tail for about 75 m and contains seating arrangement for 300 or more passengers, 200 cu meter of space for cargo and a fuel tank with a capacity of almost 200 tons of Aviation Fuel, besides the various wirings, hydraulic lines and air passages, all beautifully panelled from inside for comfort and outside for the sleek yet lofty look, (or for aerodynamics ;)) cuts through the air like an arrow. The flattened hollow wings curving Oh! so slightly upwards and tapering back somehow attached so strongly to the main body that they can endure speeds of upto 900km/hr without tearing off, defy gravity and carry her so far above the ground that she soars above all mankind at heights of upto 13 kms from sea level - The Arrogance she claims is unbeaten! The hollow wings also contain extremely purified aviation fuel and attached to this beautiful masterpiece of engineering is another triumph of great human intelligence and uniqueness- My roaring Pratt & Whitney's! Oh my! The goosebumps... I wonder if you've ever heard the roar of a jet engine from near proximity, (not from the inside comfort of the soundproof body of an aircraft, but actually standing outside- Just outside). In one word its Deafening!! As the engines start you'll see the tiny men standing outside from the small windows of your seats plug their ears and instinctively take a step back... And then the turbines slowly start to rotate till they whizz past at about 15000 cycles per minute and look like solid discs instead of fan blades, that are actually slicing up the air in streamlined flow through the insides of the engine. What goes on in there is a matter of science, engineering, aerodynamics, fire and fuel! But what happens outside is that these two engines attached one on each side of the main body under the wings thrusts the humungous 300 plus tons of airplane so fast on the runway that she gets airborne in a matter of about 48 seconds and remains so for the next 14 to 16 hours till you cross the globe halfway through and land her back safely in the arms of gravity! What beauty! What mesmerising, captivating marvellous feat!

Me on the day of my familiarisation flight in Air India

So next time you travel by air think of the unimaginable artwork you're sitting in, the roaring piece of human mastery that beats the gravity, cuts through the air and whizzes past the lands and oceans as if it owns them. As if it rules the world!!

And I for one among many others, humbly so stipulate one of these beautiful beasts!!!

I wrote this much before this trailer was released but I enjoyed it so much I thought I'd add it to my post for everyone to watch!

Aviation: The Invisible Highway (Trailer #1)

Hope !

The Hope around a corner flies,

The flutter, the whisper, the silent sigh,

Follow Her around the world

In an effort to catch Her unaware...

A ripple falls across the sea,

The calm waters rise to meet,

What seemed like a distant dream,

Flows away like the night breeze...

The world rises to a cause,

The upbringing a havoc rots,

Of riots and little wars,

Opened windows, opened doors...

I see the change coming through,

The monotony falling past,

The lives of people rising too,

And Hope following us all.

She no longer flutters in the corners,

She no longer breathes a sigh,

We catch Her, hold Her, and keep Her,

And she happily lives by...

The Northern Lights

Captured enroute to Dubai, a Huge CB and it's golden lining

The silky waves on the dark sky,

The colors of the rainbow in the dead night,

I havent seen them yet I hear,

The beauty of the Northern Lights...

Do you know how they come to be?

Its a secret, a real fantasy...

The magic rises from the earth 

And lights the sky in its mirth...

The magic of the ancient times,

Rises in roaring colors to the sky!

The magic of irresistible Love,

And the joy of dreams come true...

The magic of a lightened heart,

Of sweet gentle sound of a laugh,

And that of a twinkling eye, 

Of the beautiful loving new bride...

It rises all to the sky,

In vibrant colors called the Northern Lights...

The Bright Ornate Butterfly...

I stood upon a hill top and my thoughts were still,

A butterfly flew past its bright ornate wings

Caused a slight murmur in the still winter air,

Crushing the silence so melodious to the ear...

And it was then that my thoughts ran wild like a bewildered deer in the vast dry dessert....

I had so far thought I had it all...

A dream fulfilled, not a memory lost!

Expectations lived upto and friends that I prized,

Joys of an explorer, learnings of the wise,

Blessings of a mother and wings to fly,

Riches of a princess and The sparkle in my eye,

All until a bright ornate butterfly fluttered past disturbing the calm of the cloudy winter morning....

For then it so happened that I started to think,

Arousing a hope, a single feeling,

That had laid dead for so long

Somewhere in the corner of my heart,

Something that I just couldn't explain...

I felt a little sad but I mustered my courage

Ready to explore and open the cage,

I still wish I hadn't, I still wish the bright ornate butterfly had never flown past....

And then I thought, and I thought what I was missing,

All in vain because I couldn't think of a thing,

Was it friendship, care, riches of the world,

Or prizes, fame or a consoling word?

Wish to reach the top, or maybe just a hope...

Or be a someone for somebody?

And I still don't know what it would be...

For I thought and I thought, but I couldn't see past the bright ornate butterfly that flew so fast....

And then I dropped my head in frustrated dismay,

And I looked at my feet as a single ray...

A single ray of the sun flooded past,

Cutting the cloudy sky's cast!

And I looked again beneath my feet,

Awed and bewildered shocked to see...

For I stood on a hilltop that glittered like jewels,

And reality hit me hard and fast,

For it was made of shattering glass,

Of shards of brittle crystalline glass!

And the bright ornate butterfly lighted upon my drooping shoulders....

A tear lit the once bright eyes,

And slipped past the chilling cheeks,

And fell upon the cracked hill top,

Struggled awhile to stay close to the feet,

And then it fell away in the chasm...

As I stood still a while and feared the fall...

But it never would have happened if the bright ornate butterfly hadn't flown past....

Also shared with The Imaginary Garden With Real Toads for Open Link Monday!

Butterfly Fly Away!! (catch your dreams, now you cant stay)

In a short life span of a few weeks (4 to 5 weeks) she flies in the beautiful and enormous skies willingly, freely, unrestricted and spreads a wishful smile on every face she flutters past in her quest to conquer the unending blue...
She halts not for the passionate lover smitten by the unreasonable Love of a beautiful woman,
Nor for the gentle woman whose love is lost...
She does not wait upon an old lady to listen to her sad long story of life,
She stops not for the winds to be kind to her or the clouds to part in the sky...
The Gods in the skies she fears not , nor the eventual fall,
There is not a thing she leans to and moves on and on...
Those tiny wings flutter restlessly for she knows she has a short life,
A short life in which she must do that which she was born to do...
SHE MUST FLY...
Fly to the cold North towards the beautiful bright star way up there,
To the hot south among the colorful gypsies in the deserts,
Unknowingly, uncaringly she colors every garden she passes by,
What she will get at the end is yet unknown to her,
But in her heart deep down she knows she'll get whatever she wants the most,
Whatever she wants the most is yet again unknown to her,
But never was it so clear that what she wanted to do NOW was only SPREAD HER WINGS and FLY AWAY... Ah the freedom, the joy of it, no pain and no loss... Just infinite Bliss!!

The Orphan Thrust

Photography Courtesy Capt. Rahul More

When I leave those two levers on the central pedestal unguarded by mistake, my instructor calls the situation "Orphan Thrust".
Two HUGE engines producing 27,000 ft-lbs of energy which actually means it produces 36,600 newtons of force to move the bulky baby through a distance of just one meter... And well, as you might have already guessed no flight lasts but a few meters... To call this live beast an Orphan? Well... well... one might want to reconsider!
She soars through the skies like a majestic queen, so alive, so frighteningly fast, so dominating, so unearthly... and yet so true!
She sucks in the very air in her heart, flaring up to cut through everything, dead or alive in her path soaring with the glory of a victor...
The Orphan Thrust is sure dangerous... :)

The Ecstacy Of Flight...

B737 sim and me!! :)

Ah well... "There is no limit to the joy of flight...."

Those words, while they may seem inconsequential to a casual reader, I entreat upon everyone to read those words more carefully... there IS no limit to the joy of flying...

4th day of the Year 2010 at 2200hrs I flew once more after 15 whole months ... At this point when I held the control column of the huge aircraft in my hands a second time afresh and landed her I for the first time realized how much I had missed this... Two years back when I had flown for the first time the realization of a loss or depravity had been eliminated, for then I had not known at all what flying was about. But now when I got back I realized how much this was a part of me... how much I had missed this... how much this had been pushed back in my head as a consequence of the innumerable things happening, short term aims in life, the fast moving rush and crowd of a new and busy city!

The pleasure of being in control of that huge machine, the pleasure of handling her, the pleasure of the knowledge that she was zooming across the skies at speeds of 300 knots cutting through the very clouds whose kingdom these huge vast skies were... Its a joy in you that has been leashed in a long time and it knows no bounds...

My big machine was new to my unskilled hands and it wasn't the best I had performed but it was more than just memorable... it was unforgettable... 0300 hrs in the morning I returned to my room after four hours of continuous flying, but surprisingly I was not tired... At least not enough to make me want to doze off before I had told all my friends that I was flying again!

I slept at 0500 am that morning happy like an idiot.

And this was only a simulated flight. I was already dreaming of my actual flights that night.

For those of you who are flying here is a message- Don't ever leave flying! Don't EVER regret having done this. What you have achieved 90 percent of the world cant even dream about... It's the most awesome feeling... :)