Up and down, we climb like a lift
Swirl and whirl, we turn like a wheel
To and fro, like a boomerang we go
In a needle, sometimes we go through.
Like the wind, our dreams fly high
Like the shadow, our failures haunt us
Like the thread, we lose our end
Like an ember, we mellow, we flicker.
Rainbow color, our life is a hue
Bright and windy, can be like weather too
Calm and serene, down in a river we flow
Bumpy and rocky, at times, but still we go.
There’s no stopping, life’s phases continue
As frequent as moon changes its faces too
Like the ebbing and rising of tide life curve flows
For dear life we grapple, we hang on to.
Category: Emotions in Poems
Vision
Peering through an opaque glass
Your image flickers in the light
The blurry contour of your body
Stands like shadow….haunting me.
Extending my hands, I tried to reach you
Touch your shadow, try to feel you
But as I come close to holding you
Out you vanished, left me in awe.
Are you there or you’re just pigment
My rich imagination has created
Or are you a dream, or just a vision
Borne out of loneliness and misery.
Deep Thoughts
You close your eyes.
You drown in darkness.
In deep pit you fall
With a thug, you landed.
The silence of night deafens.
From afar a faint sound swell
Like a ticking bomb it flickers
Some silent wishes it foretells.
Crawling you tried to rise.
Gasping for air, breathing
Hands shaking, knees weakening.
The broken dream comes drifting.
Obscurities
Vague figures come to form
Under the tint of the moonlight
Some slanting, some circling
Others bending, others soaring.
Aghast, you peek around
Looking for help to understand
Hallucinating, or am I dreaming?
Distorted figures conjure.
Woman
The flower that blooms The scent that lingers The beacon of light The ray of hope.
The well of love The wall of strength The trove of kindness The fountain of joy. The spring of life The cradle of growth The epitome of bravery The essence of existence.
Happy International Women’s Day everyone!
Simply Eccentric 