Rest In Peace.

Google Images

To rest under the heaps of earth cast by my very own,

A tear awakened the dying seed into a ponderous flower,

The weight of many a years hurled gently on my coffin,

And now I can finally rest in a wholesome heavenly bliss!

To rest under the salty waves of the beautiful blue sea,

Tossed aboard by my sweet children when I could no more be.

To be nibbled by the colourful fishes scaling across the oceans,

To wonder the deep mysterious seas and finally ride the currents...

To rest upon a pile of firewoods stacked neatly below me,

To be put alight by my very own son in tears and weary.

To rise up to the open skies like a furious dancing flame,

Finally flying free from all the burdens, fears and blames!

To finally rest in peace wherever I may be,

Tired from a long journey through unexpected realms,

To not breathe and not move, and not think anymore,

To not be scared or sad neither happy nor sore!

To just be,

FREE!

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Inspired by Eugenio Montale's poem "To Rest In The Shade" at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!
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Also shared with Poet's United for Poetry Pantry!

Cookie Theif

Wonderland in Dubai!

"Did you steal the cookies again?"

My mother furrowed her brows,

That in itself scared me and I lied-

Shaking my head in denial,

My mouth stuffed with one too many,

And a few in my hands behind my back,

As many a soft little plump hand can carry!

My mouth littered with sprinkles 

And the whiff of chocolate around,

I gulped and swallowed one aloud!

She crossed her arms standing tall,

Scary and beautiful much like my doll,

I gaped at her as she pierced me with her eyes,

Waiting for me to give away the lies...

I think she got tired and took me to bed,

Where I ate the rest of cookies till I slept!

***

Written for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

Entropy...

Google Images.

In a realm of denied truth,

Whizzing past the unreal,

All else failed in it's benign wake,

Nature has made a deal,

To slowly disintegrate,

And fall into nothingness,

To mutilate and fall apart,

In chaotic dizziness,

Whirling in slow motions,

Crisscrossing the random paths,

Unknown and secretively,

Helpless in chaos!

Slowly rising it may seem,

But only to fall,

For what started with evolution,

Must end after all!

Whizzing past the unreal,

All else has failed,

In the realm of denied truth,

Nature has bailed!

Written for Open Link Monday at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

~mUsiC~

Couldn't find the painter name! Tried Google :(

In the valley of sounds lies a music undefined,

Crude and momentous, in rhythms unrefined,

Of lyrics unspoken and never yet heard,

Vibrating in silence, the chords severed, 

Flaming with passion to rise and swell,

And dying altogether in the endless well,

Floating on wings of beautiful beasts,

And loosing control overwhelmed by the breeze,

And spiralling down ever so uncontrollably,

Fearing the abyss of discordant infinity,

And trying to reach out to the composer's soul,

Hoping hopelessly to be renewed and whole! 

***

Shared with Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

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Also shared with MindLoveMisery's Fairytale Prompt!

~Apology~

Papa Bear after a bath!

And here is an apology for what may have been,

For what rests unknown, dark and unseen.

It was a mistake, I assure you of my honest intentions,

I did not mean to hurt your feelings, or damage your emotions!

My heart did weep along with you,

But you could not look in my tear filled eyes, No!

Too filled with sorrow and engrossed in yourself,

You failed to notice how I loathed myself,

To bring to you what never should have been,

If only I was ignored by your kind being!

Please find in your dear heart to once again forgive,

How undoubtedly foolish and insensitive I behave,

For if it were not for your love and care,

I’d truly be lost in this world so unfair!

***

Shared with Imaginary Garden With Real Toads for Open Link Monday!

Reading In Time!

Taken in Lampur!

She 

reads

about butterflies,

up and down

as they go far beyond,

across another realm of hearty imaginations and defies

all natural laws of Lepidopteras in faraway heavens- 

and she reads as time

ticktocks, slowly unnoticed,

holding on

to 

Hope!

***

I combined the Fib-onacci Challenge by hedgewitch

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The Book Within The Story Within The Poem Challenge by Fireblossom

for which I used my poem Lepidopteras!

Written for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

~Jadeite~

Not a Jadeite!

The ring was stolen again!

It had been through the battles with Emperor Ashoka on his victories across Bharat. It was plundered later by the Mughal dynasty and passed along the royal lineage until it landed in the satchel of the petty thief who stole it from jewellery box of queen Jodha of King Akbar. He was later beheaded and the ring recovered to be donned on the delicate fingers of the Queen of Emperor Shahjahan, the woman for whom the love struck emperor had built the stupendous Taj Mahal. It crossed the sea on the indigo uniform of the Royal British soldier of the East India Company who took it from the depths of Bahadur Shah Zafar's treasure coves. It later stayed for a while on the voluptuous bosom of his lover in a thick golden chain. She threw it in violent outrage when she learned of her beau's affair with the Indian girl. It was then that the Jadeite on the ring bore on it a crack that ran deep and everlasting through the veins of the precious stone making it immortal with it's long mesmerising history. For what was a stone so perfect that it wouldn't tell a story of Love and Passion? In the hands of the heartbroken English lady it was uncared for and soon lost, and quite forgotten!

And just like that, a century later, it appeared for auction in custom seized goods. A man of intelligence and an ardent collector bought the ancient Ring for a minimal price of twenty grands! Much delighted at his own hearty win he walked with the bejewelled ring back home and examined it carefully. The intense green jadeite must have been atleast seven carats or more. The light fell on it softly as if even the sun was afraid of damaging the defected stone. The polished gold held the stone delicately in its hand-crafted embrace. It emitted a translucent hue against the sun and his eyes sparkled at the immense beauty! He sat watching it, transfixed by its magnificent beauty, lost in the dreams of his plush future for hours.

The next morning he was found dead on his bed stabbed through the heart and nothing was taken. The murder was pronounced as a crime of passion or revenge, his recently divorced wife as the main suspect! Little did anyone know of His latest acquisition at the auction or Aanya's passionate resolve to win what was hers back.

The cacophony in the background was drowned in the inner resounding of her actions, but the Royal blood in Aanya's heart made her indifferent to death and blood shed. She smiled and walked away with a strut of a victor, a huge ravishing green ring on her finger, that made the sun shy away!

Shared with Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

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! 

Ancient Forest!

Mom lost in an ancient Forest!

Ceremoniously large and serene,

The ancient pine trees,

Of the enchanted forests,

Some say they can speak...

If you press your ear to the white silken bark,

And relieve yourself from cynics of the heart,

And think of nothing that has yet past,

You shall hear a heartbeat!

Deep and rhythmic yet alive,

In the ancient forest they thrive,

With a million mysteries whispering 

Among the leaves as the wind passes by!

You can hear a song, a groan,

A steady hum that rises alone,

Above the ancient forest divine,

Protecting all that live within,

Passionately and possessively,

And breathing a mysterious symphony!

The music resonates in every bone, 

In every heart and so many tones,

And inside of you it will bring peace,

If only you would be at ease!

***

Written for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

Disheartened!

A painting by John Godward!

Whirling in a storm of self created bonds,

Expectations floating past like a fragment of cloud,

Hoping against hope that it would be clear,

Today so close, so near, so dear...

Filled with surprise of reluctant pleasure,

Heartily disheartened and writhing in treasure,

Loving him for it was easy to love,
Than to hate such ghastly, soulless monster!

Unable to quench the thirst for riches,
Unable to leave him despite the glitches,
Unable to conquer the lust of his intimacy,
Unable to love his tyranny and treachery!

She whimsically thought of coiled rope,
And smiled as she wrapped her neck in a loop!

***

I'm not quite sure I wanted it to be this dark but I finally finished this poem thanks to all the Garden dwellers!
Special thanks to Annell, George, Jim, Isadora, Helen, Kerry and Marian!
This is what I could come up with from my Poem In Progress that I shared on Imaginary Garden With Real Toads last Wednesday and got some wonderful insights!
Thank you All!
Open Link Monday on Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!
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~Two Knot Six~

Human skeleton consists of 206 bones!
Image Credits: Google Images.

Covered in smooth epidermis,

Within we are all alike,

Two knot six blended in muscles,

Similar in differences, in spite!

Imagine if we had not skin,

Would you know the white from black?

Would you know from one to another?

Would you know the Chinese from Czech?

I wonder how it came to be,

When within we have the same white bones,

Within we are the same human beings,

Muscles, blood, veins and skeleton!

Standing tall or bending low,

Hunched over in old age or not,

Posture building a character,

Two knot six is alike for all!!

Written for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

In Progress!

Whirling in a storm of self created bonds,

Expectations writhing past like a fragment of cloud,

Hoping against hope that it would be clear,

Today so close, so near, so dear...

Filled with surprise of reluctant pleasure,

Heartily disheartened and writhing in leisure,

...

Hello poets of the pond! I don't remember since when this is spending time in my drafts.... I cant find the inspiration to go on! I am not sure of what I was writing about , how it should have been written,what comes next! I am quite speechless here on... Please enlighten me maybe with a prompt or a picture or a continuing phrase that complete this weird half finished poem! I'm not even sure if the last line makes any sense at all!

Thank you All!!

Shared with Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

~Living~

A birthday celebration I could view from my hotel room!

20's joyfully dreaming,

believing the world

is a fairytale and living...

Beaming and dancing,

To every song and tune,

That speaks of love

and heartbreaks,

to loss quite immune,

Until you are hit by 30's

grey hair and responsibilities,

work and pandemonium,

money, bills unwholesome!

Searching for milk in fridge,

And medicines in top shelves!

Written for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!
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Also shared with Poets United at Poetry Pantry!

~Lucky!~

Image Credits: NASA Images.

Glistening skin,

Curvy edges,

Almond eyes,

Farce smile,

Spooky voice,

Untimely moves,

Weird inhuman,

Yet humanity more!

I imagine they are lucky

far away,

living on a planet

humans couldn't destroy,

with war and constant fighting,

hate, revenge, unforgiving!

Written for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

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Also 3WW!

~Politician~

Image Credits: www.toonpool.com

He perched upon a throne so high

Unable to see Just below and under

Stood so many of us in fury and wonder

But not at him, at his ghastly blunder!

He once vowed with his palm facing us

That he would abide by Constitutional Laws,

But taken by power and riches and lust

Greedy politician betrays the voters!

And excuses run in his every syllable

As he tugs along the weight of his crimes

that makes him into mostly a criminal,

Corruption, murder, larceny for a dime!

Teeth gritted and shaking with blue hatred

We loathe the laws he propels on us

For his very own profit is catered

Leaving us with soggy crumbles!

"It's a blunder, you Idiot!" we think

again and again we shall never vote for you,

But lo! He plays the political game,

And there! he wins the elections again!

Written for Margaret's 'Play It Again!' at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

I have used two of the three challenges given by Margaret that I'd never written for before:

• Get Listed- The Grapeling Way! It is a wordle written in Grapling's style. (I've triied my best to use the style as described by Kerry here)!
• Kenia's Wednesday Challenge- Hilda Hilst & writing to 'inconformity'! Here Kenia asks us to write a poem about 'political or social inconformity' inspired by A paulista poetess Hilda Hilst!

Thank you Margaret, Grapeling and Kenia for such an interesting prompt!

Tianzi!

Photo Credit: Zulo

Hanging in the misty mounts,

In the land of mysterious Tianzi,

Unexplored, virgin rocky lands,

No king, no ruler, no Nazi!

He was just a Son of God,

Who rebelled against royalty,

And later lived forever known,

As the rock of Suoxi Valley!

Written for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

Forever...

Image Credits: Mama Zen!

Engraved on a solemn stone,

The ancient little creatures,

Beauty of there very own,

Created by Mother Nature!

Forever shall they live,

as little wondrous patterns

Some are like the mysterious flowers,

And others like mythical heavens!

Written for MZ at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

This poem Is- I, Love, You!

Me+Hubby

This poem is  I!

This poem is Love!

This poem is You!

I am a bird free falling from the sky,

I am a spirit felt in a heartbeat's sigh,

I am a love song written by every poet,

I am the will to live free forever alive!

This poem is I!

Love is a feeling of falling through emptiness,

Love is warm, consoling maybe treacherous, 

Love lives in the heart of every living soul,

Love is here forever, Gods very own!

This poem is Love!

You are mine forever and ever after,

You are in my heart, soul, joy and laughter,

You live to be a Someone in this incomplete world,

But you are my Only One, completion, amour!

This poem is You!

This poem is a passionate free bird I!

This poem is the forbidden fruit Love!

This poem is adorable you!

Thank you Hannah for the wonderful form at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

Another Me!

Today I write about another me,

My second chance at life,

I'd redeem my mistakes but make new ones,

That's something I can't deny!

I'd live in a perfect world,

Where I could dance like Zakharova,

Twirl around in a pretty lace,

On my toes, in air and over!

I'd learn kung fu like Jackie Chan,

Yet never loose my cool,

I'd dive and duck, flailing hands,

Needing no random tool!

I'd skate on frozen, hardened ice,

Like Beautiful Elsa of Arendelle,

Never slip, or stumble twice,

Swirling around, princess like grace!

I'm quite happy with my present me,

Except for these unusual fantasies,

That take me to another world,

Wanting another chance to be!!

Written for Fireblossom Fridays at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!

The Unexpected Yellow Road!

Sunrise over Singapore.

A few seasons ago,

I was hopping down a farm,

The fields were golden

the ears full and long,

Scraping along my waist

some caught in my frock,

Hopping along the farm,

hoppity hop hop hop!

Trotting in my little,

glittering red oxfords,

I hit upon the unexpected,

Yellow paved road.

Amusingly stretched,

Penetrating the blue skies

So far ahead,

Far far ahead!

Tripping and trotting,

Trot trot trot!!!

Long beautiful infinite,

Unexpected turns,

Unexpected travellers,

A lion, scarecrow,

A metal tinman.

Looking for something

Each did not have.

Me? Me just tapping,

Tipping top top top!!!

Yellow roads leading to

Whiskered old
 wizards,

Sneaky and snobby,

Flying high above!

Magic everywhere,

Friendship on the way

Little yellow brick road,

Of many a stories untold!

Magic wands loose,

Swoosh whoosh Woosh!!!



Written for Gabriella's prompt at Poetry Jam
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Susie's prompt at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!