Brooding Blue

I have swam past many a stubborn cyan waves,

walked over cerulean undulations.

But when I see the azure in your eyes

I feel like drowning…

 
Stubborn– The Daily Post prompt

I am Chaos

Craving – The Daily Post prompt

The stream of fine, dulcet phrases in your sight

is a masquerade to conceal the mess.

Ricocheting uproar, piling mayhem

I’m all chaos on the inside, no less.

Perennially mercurial, entangled in scepticism

I get cravings for troubles, I confess.

So don’t ask for the keys to my heart baby,

it’s darkness in there

you’d lose your way into the wilderness.

 

The Stranger

An Ode to Self

Don’t stay buried in the raw ground,

there you’ll find despair and darkness profound.

Break free the shackles, fly out of bound

your mighty spirit is destined to astound.

 

O brave warrior, relinquish all fright

conquer the horizons, ascend magnificent heights.

Be the panacea to incurable blights.

At the end of your timeless flight,

you’ll find the immortal light.

 

Profound– The Daily Post prompt

Silence

Clock – The Daily Post prompt

The boisterous soul rattled its

crumbled house.

 It was the time for a respite.

The feeble body

let a despondent sigh.

It had to set the eternal bird

free for a new flight.

 

Eyes rolled wild, the moment

had come to break

a life-long alliance.

The breathings froze,

clock stopped ticking.

And all that remained

was silence.

 

 

Punishment

Punishment – The daily prompt

I didn’t fall in love with you

I slipped into it with my eyes closed.

You were like the ocean tide

and I was strolling on the beach side.

You swept me off my feet,

giving me butterflies in my stomach.

Then you ebbed slowly,

pushing me into sordid waves of melancholy.

I should have known you better.

Now it all feels like a punishment,

For a poorly made judgement.

 

 

 

A Dream of Renaissance

Slowly – The Daily Post prompt

 

I open my eyes and I see

a city draped in greys.

A sea of conflicts, growing resentments,

luring promises. And slowly engulfing

clouds of rebellions. Shadows

lurking behind shimmering fairy lights.

 

Next, the dusty pavements

turn blood red. Towering edifices

demolished by storms of terror and outcries,

testaments of forlorn pride.

 

I pray for peace, for a song

of mellifluous harmony,

for a eudaimonic dawn.

I wander around, looking for

yet another renaissance.

 

 

The Dewdrop

Depth– The Daily Post Prompt

 

The north wind blew

I condensed,

Then descended a mile.

Perched on a flame tree leaf

For a little while.

 

The rendezvous was short, I

Slipped further down to the surface

Approaching the end of my being.

 

Before getting assimilated

Into the earth’s depth,

Only one memory flashed instead of my life whole.

The red flower had called me

Elixir to its soul.

Betrayal

Feast -The Daily Post prompt

 

The vestiges of lost love

Echoed perennially in the back of her head.

 

Few unspoken words which lingered on her lips,

Scenes which her eyes had devoured and

Tears couldn’t dissolve.

His perfume lurking around in the air,

The warmth of his touch, which still burnt her skin-deep.

 

She hollowed out her mind of his thoughts, but

The senses were feasting upon the last remnants.

 

Conflicts got romanticized when heart betrayed the mind thus.

Stargazing

Serene in the verdant meadow

On a resplendent night,

Amidst the rustle of frail trees swaying

And silence’s stealthy sighs.

 

Showers of comets shooting ablaze

And stars sparkling like jewels bright,

I gaze into the glittery constellations

Of your mystique dark eyes.

 

Until ephemeral meets eternal

And mundane becomes a magical sight,

Hold my hand, my love

Until the morning hues arise.

 

(For if you let go, I might die.)