Gloom over the dainty land!

Chennai musing…

Chennai was hit by a severe flood and the whole city is in a dismal state. This is my musing over the sad state of the city:

 

She is languishing in deep depression,

Immersed in a melancholic strain;

She is weeping her heart out,

Like she has never ever done before;

She is covered with filth all over her,

Only worsening as her tears try to wash it away;

She refuses to embrace her guests with a warm hug,

Nor greet them with her bright sunshine smile as always;

Her mind should pay attention to her well-being,

And her heart should reach out to her bruised limbs;

She had paid a lot of attention to charm and glory,

But failed her attention on her basic fitness;

She has been taking pride in her glamour,

While she has missed out on her yoga and stretches;

It will take days for her to get back to shape,

With lot of focus and unflagging effort;

Let us reach out to her and support her,

Until she is able to smile on her own again;

Nature has her own way of combat techniques,

And none can dare stand to offend her!!

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L’Arc-en-Ciel

http://promisingpoetsparkinglot.blogspot.in/2012/05/inspiration-of-week-19-hema-rao.html

At the poolside…

Saw this lovely picture. Probably , this is what she is thinking…

Readers are welcome to add in their own versions too.

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The cool air caressing my tired feet,

The sound of the ripples music to my ears,

The clear evening cleansing my mind,

The thoughts of you fondling my heart;

I gently close my eyes,

As I get lost in the ambience,

I thank God for all that He has given me,

Especially the gift called thee;

I feel good and I feel strong

I am ready to take what life can throng!

A sunny night ?

The night is cold and lonely

The air is crisp and stinging,
It is dark and eerie,
But my thoughts are crystal clear;

The sun is up somewhere,
People are working fair.
It is a bright and busy day.
But I’m forcing myself to sleep here;

The stomach is satiated and content,
And doesn’t have the will to refill,
But the bowels think it is food time now,
And is confused and growls for a snack.

When the sun rises up tomorrow,
I may be fast asleep, and,
If woken up from the slumber,
Would want to duck into the comforters.

Am I basking in the night
Or fantasizing the day?
What is real and what is true?
Is it morning or is it the night?
Am I here or am I there?

No, I am not depressed,

Nor am I turning into a psycho,
Its just the play of the time zones,
When one is on the other side of the globe!

Intricate Beauty

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The spider spins the silver casket,

The contour  so refined and classic;

The  naïve insect would least suspect,

This glistening tapestry to be its death trap,magic.

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The pitcher plant starts to blossom,

And spreads its green and red all over;

The flies get attracted to the nectar and the pigments,

Which eventually drowns them to fuel the plant ,ever.

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The jelly fish floats around so gracefully,

Its flowing tresses so gorgeous and bright,

The innocent prey , stunned  by this luminescence,

Is swallowed mercilessly in just a few seconds, tight.

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These are such intricate beauties of nature,

Which seems to take a cruel twist, that is fain;

However, it is actually not vicious at all,

For that’s the way nature has designed the food chain.

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Thanks for the Perfect Poets Award AVA. Much honoured. http://promisingpoetsparkinglot.blogspot.com/2011/12/perfect-poet-award-week-57.html

Would like to nominate Rohit http://floating-expressions.blogspot.com/2011/11/silent-killer.html for next week.

The celestial smile

A delightful walk on a clear summer night !  _________________________________________________________

It’s a tender night

The air cool and soft

I catch a brilliant smile;

My stride going slow

Enjoying the glow

I instantly smile back ;

He feels so shy

Disturbed by the pry

Hides behind the clouds;

 He looks so adorable

The beauty undefinable

As he naughtily peeps back.

Romancing with the Sun

  

 I had been to a Nature retreat recently. Here are my musings when I would go for an early morning walk everyday during my stay there.

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I wake up to take a walk early in the morning,
To see the Sun kiss the Earth his first greeting;

He crawls up the horizon so daintily,
Careful not to jerk up his sleeping beauty;

The Earth unfurls herself to his smooth touch,
And reveals her untainted splendour, without ado much;

As he throws his radiant smile without any hint of refrain,
She responds by glistening the spread on her hilly terrain;

The live foliage stuck by light, starts dancing,
To the tune of the of the mild breeze wafting;

The butterflies start fluttering around,
As if dawned by a freedom new found;

The birds chirp ten to one in cheery tones,
As they rouse up from their slumber moans;

The rooster loves the crackle of his voice,
And thinks its his privilege to make some noise;

The flowers spread their blooms in a capricious blend,
It’s the beholder’s joy to watch them and let the eyes fend;

The pristine oxy-rich air is so soothing to the lung,
As I take a deep breath, by the beauty my heart is stung;

The Sun is the source of all her strength and energy,
And she enchants him by performing in total synergy;

The Sun and the Earth tease each other throughout the day,
And their first greeting is a very romantic one I would say!!