Category Archives: Fantacy

Moon Flower

a poem by

Mystic is the breeze scanting lightly turning denser now
Making me fall asleep!
No! Wait I’m the little soul falling from the sky
But where am I falling onto
Unwittingly what is my denote to be there, I’m planted on earth!

Seeing myself as petty twig now, timid bud I became afraid to open
Rain from the same sky I fell from, dabbing me gentle that day
Wooing me softly with its dribs of rain
It made me embellished blossom wearing colours!

On the morrow windstorm ragged, I stood rooted though!
Blooming wholly, I was looking inspiringly covetous
One day! Hands with loving tenderness plucked me
I was being tamed, placed next to the window!

Light unveiled the canopy of staring sky
Parching are my lips, summons thirst
A kind gale swiping my hair, to glide over my face
Am I crazy! How could that be?
Speaking to myself I said

I’m the flower from the sky verily!
Feeling that I can wade no further… my petals worn out
And that is when my heart with unsoughted smile, I opened my eyes dreamt of being A FLOWER!!

Behind the Misty Dawns

a poem by

Behind the misty dawn of a hillside window,
Sits a great Poetess, scribbling in a shadow,
With a fair and simple of a face, like a boat,
She seems to be like lotus in a blue lake slot,
With its lonely waters edged by moonlight,
Stranded on a sand-bank of a river at twilight,
I looked at her, caring; she seems to be dull,
Her window is not closed, night is full,
She opted, just only her window for freedom;
There the daybreak light meets her kingdom,
Through it, her eyes like, lost stars travel back,
Towards the blue sky by far to open a love pack.