What makes you nervous?
No rush, no fuss, I take my pace,
Even big things find their place.
My thoughts may spark, but I stay clear,
I choose the peace, not the fear.
Category: imagination
If I Were a Story
If you could be a character from a book or film, who would you be? Why?
If I were a soul from a tale well known,
I’d be Elizabeth of Eat, Pray, Love, on my own.
Of duty and dreams, I weave every thread,
With verses I rise where others might tread.
In silence I wander, in rhythm I heal,
With laughter and love, I soften what’s real.
A seeker, a giver, with fire and grace
Writing my truth in life’s sacred space.
The Turning Years
What were your parents doing at your age?
Grunge and pop on radios played,
Some built dreams, some made their name.
Mission
Some dried, some almost dry, all together in a bunch,
Watched the young one bloom.
“Keep up the show young man”, they said.
Keep everyone away from gloom.
Simi
The Mushroom Brigade
The greens often lead me to dense woods,
To the wilds, that are impenetrable and chaotic.
Amongst the trees that appear haphazard to me,
Amongst the clouds that nearly look hypnotic
Today as I wandered once again in the morning
I witnessed an army going up a tree.
I questioned them inquisitively “Why can’t you be scattered?
Why are you disciplined even when absolutely free?”
“We don’t like to mess up this beautiful trunk”, they said.
It gives us support, nutrition and strength that we need.
Unlike humans who clutter the earth with utmost disrespect.
And tend to forget that she is not just the foundation but also the one who feeds.
Simi
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A Prompt Response
The sun called it a long day, but it still had to shine for a while,
A few branches popped up from the tree and offered him a cosy abode with a smile.
Simi
The Landing
With the moon above and the sun appearing beneath,
I landed dreaming of a place from anxieties which would sheath.
The gold in the sky whispered with a smile,
Try creating this balance within you for a while.
Simi
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Access
We built them higher and higher,
Our pursuit to get closer to Him, became obvious day by day,
To enlighten us eventually the clouds made an attempt,
In nature itself He exists, quit looking for any other way.
Simi
Through the lens of Sujay
Ecstatic Sprinkle
It looks like a splash, the splash of hopes and dreams..
Scattering brilliance throughout the skies like a treat.
The fervor is enormous, the zeal colossal,
As I witnessed it, my heart skipped a beat. “
Simi
Through the lens of Paramjit
Subtle Transition
He darkens everything as he sets, but gloom is not the intention,
He let’s the moon shine each night, obliging him without mention. “
Simi
As captured by Jayati
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