lettered with stars

29jan 2021

The night sky worded poetry lettered with stars,
hiding somewhere in the pages of clouds,
dancing to the rhythmic movement of my heart..
The Moon full of excitement, arranged a surprise date, creating romantic lighting, introducing moonlit shadows, besotted and in love.. envisioning songs of emissaries and scouts, sent out by the sun.. smattering fistsful of sunshine wherever they went.. suffusing the sky, kissing the sea.. gleaming off windows, turning heads in amazed wonderment, embracing everything in their wake.. moving hearts, still unprepared, for the changing hues of the sun..

dark apparitions

28jan 2021

The sky brightens seeing the sun, feeling it lighten her whole Being.. with clouds displaying the poetry written in her heart.. assuming the changing colors of Dawn.. the crows appear like dark apparitions flashing swiftly across.. rushing to note the noisy meeting of their family, all talking as one, like cricket sounds, hard to distinguish or pinpoint.. the parrots write lyrics of happiness, in flashes of color, in exhilaration of flight, in racing each other, in the flap of their wings, in calling out laughing and screaming, in the ease of fluid aerobatics.. making the sky break into songs filled with sunshine.. the wind comes knocking, beating to the sounds of music within.. 

secret code

27jan 2021

The muezzin announces the secret code that opens the door to Allah.. the rooster chants its heart out to the rising sun.. and the temple bells with the help of the conch shell, try to awaken our spirit.. the parrots fill the sky with their antics and constant chatter, compelling us to look at them.. drawing smiles to match their sketches in the sky.. pigeons try to compete, reverberating every sound within.. and the dawn readies bouquets of rose, wrapped in blue.. matched by marigolds, daisies, poppies and lilies in appreciation of such impromptu greetings.. to celebrate every single day.. 

beautiful mess

26jan 2021

the moon pregnant with unnamed emotions, admires the necklace of lights paying homage to the night sky.. the wind talks incessantly, running circles around everyone, mussing perfection into a beautiful mess.. embracing everything, blowing a fresh love story with each breath.. carrying strummed notes of a guitar, playing to lyrics that tug and pull.. highrises reach up to the sky.. with windows looking into unique stories of life.. 

children of the sky

25jan 2021

The wind carries so many gift notes for anyone ready to notice.. spreading the joyous song of the morning aarti, amidst various decibels of chiming bells, and the compelling call of the conches, it brings the day awake to watch the miraculous appearance of these children of the sky.. as rose tip toes in, followed by mauve, peach, orange and blue.. racing in excitement to catch this version of santa, before it whooshes away.. 

Ethereal paradise

24jan 2021

The hush of early Mornings, breathes unheard music, letting silence lyricize notes of pure melody.. lighting hearts, waking the sky, as myriad hues of ecstasy rush across its face.. birds talk incessantly.. and i wonder at the stories they tell.. as they spread their wings, coming awake.. can only imagine the exhilaration of flight, as they glide and play.. high on being completely in a moment.. an experiential paradise.. and i meet the quiet within that paints, writes, plays, weaving music with poetry, creating ethereal songs of life.. 

Distraught flight

23jan 2021

The moon peeps through the clouds, with a half yawn, half grin on its face, in assured love and happiness emanating all around.. the eagles sail freely, skating the wind, in earnest conversation, begging for a sky-wide search, amidst wails of inconsolable plaint.. diving, soaring, the look-outs rush to help, constantly calling out, threatening, daring, anyone to hinder their way.. a mere spectator, my heart translates in concern, sending up a silent prayer.. the parrots play unconcerned, impervious to this fray.. the eagle screams distraught, almost faint in its flight, frantically returning to the same spot again and again.. even the orange glow of sunshine feels consumed by that call of distress.. these amazons, these titans in the sky, truly mesmerize.. 

Thick fog

22jan 2021

A thick fog covers some cosmic event, insulating sights and sounds of happiness.. the rosy sheen of romance still filters through, reaching deep into the heart of the sea.. a desultory eagle wails out its call, missing the awed spectators, for none can see.. another calls out to its invisible partner incessantly.. the wind blows in chilled fury, making people shrink into themselves, seeking warmth within.. we do not blame the wind for the heat or cold, dressing ourselves appropriately.. nor does it react to our welcome or rejection.. why blame people for the same, instead of securing ourselves accordingly.. will the fog clear.. will the sun rise.. is never in question, then why do we doubt the same in our lives..

Ballet in the sky

21jan 2021

Walked to the sound of temple bells and the peaceful call of the conch shell, greeting the day with relay alarms of the rooster, flabbergasted at being ignored by all the rest.. the wind showed off its singing voice with keening or operatic or baritone sounds.. playing off everything it could find, making its presence felt.. the pigeons flew in glee.. skiing in exhilaration, in glimpses of white and grey wings.. pulling the eagles irresistibly into a unique ballet in the sky.. in manic dance they flew.. playing happy notes of freedom within.. and the wind created goose bumps as it skipped across the serene sea, stilling itself to mirror the green and blue and pink and orange hues worn so gracefully by an indecisive sky.. 

Azaan

20jan 2021

The breeze carries a hint of morning azaan and temple bells, as vibrations uplifting those it reaches, in a blessing meant to be.. The winking lights of a plane, roll their eyes hearing the stories within.. the streetlights stand vigil.. their reflections exploring the sea.. the boat lights create the ambience of a disc.. the sky twinkling in dancing mode.. the rooster calls out, waking all the birds, a cacophony of crows fading into the background, excited parrots ready for their morning flight.. sparrows eagerly hopping for food.. the eagles whistling any laggards awake.. the sky yawns in glimpses of a pink negligee.. holding all thoughts spellbound.. 

Bursting crackers

19jan 2021

The night sky hosts a party for stars, walking an iodine carpet, sparkling and twinkling, watching the dancing maidens of light diving deep into the sea.. in whirlpool shapes.. twisting, turning, coiling.. as visual notes of music, a rhythm within.. spreading ripples of laughter like bursting crackers in the sea.. but the sun decides to play hide and seek with the clouds, pulling the masses to itself.. including everyone in their game.. 

Flower bearers

18jan 2021

The cool wind embraced me joyously, tugging at my heart-strings.. cajoling to come and play..  flower-bearers of sunshine form rainbow patterns all across the sky.. sparrows circle a plant hopping and singing as they collect their food.. the sky breaks into myriad islands in cloudy hues of whites and greys, adrift in a sea of blue.. tinges of orange peep and jump.. proudly showing off their eye-catching hues.. compelling two eagles to call out in play.. catching and dodging each other.. the sun, moon and earth teach us to just be.. remaining unperturbed, no matter the environment.. and the universe writes stories around them..and they continue to remain unfazed.. unblemished.. unmarred.. uncolored.. the hand of the sun spreads in blessing, as it rises unmoved.. 

Tangerine haze

17jan 2021

The sky is afire with hues of orange and blue.. under the eye of the smiling moon.. clouds shape hills and valleys in relief.. as the breeze weaves its cool dance stepping into the pores of our skin.. the sea embraces myriad reflections, shimmering with moving hues.. feather-touches of stories brush fleetingly across the sky.. the eagles let out their keening call.. to find a safe abode.. a voice that resounds, in royal echo.. and lyrics that translate earnestly.. the secure notes of goodnight.. ripples of orange spread across a heavenly blue.. trailing tentative goodbyes.. to the shift change of a sleepy sky.. blanketing a periphery lined under a cerulean, peach, crimson, and tangerine haze.. 

Golden gaze

16jan 2021

The breeze cajoles in every way, pushing and pulling, in teasing antics, to come and play.. the parrots tempt by example, dodging and shouting gleefully.. making my heart jump and race alongside.. exhilarated with joy.. eagles circle ominously, daring to disturb their game.. but the sparrows hop in impatience, raring to fly away.. the sky though blue remains unclouded with such entertainment.. at times pink with merry laughter, despite the impending parting.. watching the golden gaze, ready to look away.. 

Earthsong

15jan 2021

The Heavens were invited to enjoy the Earthsong, playing to an audience full of stars.. to hear the wind conducting fluidly, making waves whisper ripples of music, as myriad boat-lights became piano keys across the sea.. the rooster sings its 'wake up' song, with temple bells giving beat.. the cawing of crows play background score.. a ships horn hoots keeping staccato pace.. a plane whooshes in fleeting flash.. a football thuds across the field.. the traffic horns give unique tempo.. but the road plays its own composition of unbelievable drumrolls, a brake here, a speeding there, a revving here, a creaking there, a groan here, a thunder there.. the parrots sing in chorus happily.. kites flutter rare music flapping on wires and poles.. sparrows call out to the sun.. and it rises to join them giving fiery applause..