shape shifters

13feb 2021

The sky yawned and stretched lazily, as hordes of parrots called out for attention.. with rosy happiness it watched their antics, as they raced each other, flying into confounding shape-shifting contortions, in fluid dance, graceful and compelling.. noisily waking the eagles, who rushed through their morning routine.. furiously flapping their wings, in an impatient hurry to clean themselves.. under the eagle eye of their elders gliding regally in the sky.. the dreamy sun strolls up enjoying the sights and sounds in preparation of its advent.. a brilliant sight hushing everything, closing eyes in humility.. firing windows with its gaze. Reaching into the stories unfolding there..

paint by numbers

12feb 2021

The sky displays paint by numbers.. finger-tapping the 1's with pink, 2's with yellow, 3's with orange, 4's with red all across the sky.. intricate contours swirling alluringly.. refusing to be hemmed into recognizable shapes.. a magical painting transforming visibly, in open challenge to duplicate.. imbued with life set free, refusing to conform or encapsulate.. designing its own image. A fleeting Existence, a priceless Memory, chiding designs of worth, identity or permanence.. 

enveloped in pink

11feb 2021

Stars looked crestfallen, missing the moon.. clouds paled in empathy, rushing to embrace in encouragement.. starlight melted into the clouds.. lightening the visibly relieved sky.. the sun rushed assured messages enveloped in pink.. love notes of myriad hues peeping out compellingly.. emotional lines written in uplifting solace.. the clouds ran around teasingly playing catch, donning the colors of the notes in their hands.. 

language of the Gods

10feb 2021

The stars came out for a walk, speaking indecipherably, the language of the Gods.. the heavy-lidded moon, watched through a hairline slit, trying ineffectually to keep awake.. fingers of sun reached out to cradle it in their palm.. rocking it lightly to sleep.. clouds woven into a blanket by the sky, froze in their tracks.. falling at its feet, reflecting the hem of its robes.. feet stretching as far as the eye could see.. in humble obeisance.. blessed profusely.. suffused in the colors of worship.. the sky lightening visibly at such guileless display of love.. 

fistsful of orange

9feb 2021

Dipping their feet in an indescribable palette of colors, the sun rays run amok across the canvas of the sky.. with brushes seeped in myriad hues, they paint rainbows of happiness undulating to the  rhythmic moves of the sun.. the moon smiles entranced.. wide awake in its own dream visual.. delightfully watching fistsful of orange splashed on windows.. and buckets of color raining into the sea.. 

letters in braille

8feb 2021

The sky compiles an anthology, with star-lit pages, bookmarked by the smiling moon.. lines flying past announcing themselves, wings flapping letters in braille.. the rooster begs mention implorably.. ships recollect treasures of the deep.. clouds open windows into secret manuscripts.. earth talks in circles regaling its inhabitants.. dawn speaks of warmth and light.. with fiery tales of its future self.. as the sun burns its words with heat and color.. dawn and dusk weave introductions and conclusions interchangeably.. breaking into two novels, called day and night.. 

twinkle toes

7feb 2021

The moon gave center stage to the stars, smiling encouragingly at them.. as they danced all across the sky with tiny twinkle toes.. the breeze blew hair in faces, compelling to look up spellbound.. sea maidens walked lit up paths from their castles hidden deep in the heart of the sea to the surface, in magnetic empathy.. the wind connected every sound into a thundering applause.. dancing in manic furor.. pitching clothes akimbo, and moving entranced.. whistling and hooting.. stopping emissaries of the sun in their tracks.. enabling a last bow before curtain fall.. 

morse code

6feb 2021

The ever-watchful moon collected the stars, alerting them to an alien presence.. spying a blimp far into the sea, exchange morse messages in relays of responsive lights.. transforming appearances as per code, a spaceship here.. a car there.. a scooter here.. a robot there.. a veritable army disguising themselves in experimentally confused forms.. they converge seeking the shore.. their mission unclear as they plumbed the depths seeking something there.. explorers or settlers, the wind whistled them astray.. creating chilled notes.. making everyone seek protective cover.. shrouding all sound, refusing to give anything away.. the sky woke up a storm of racing lights.. strickening their powers into wooden shapes.. 

footnotes

5feb 2021

The wind plays furious music, singing of moving  shades.. the ships horn speaking of adventure and possibilities.. the vehicles blowing their impatience to reach somewhere.. the boats chugging out notes of peace and serenity.. the sky strumming footnotes of rose and pearl.. the parrots chorus their joy of a moment through fun and play.. the rooster weaves awakening notes into bleary dreams.. the eagles pitching to heights undefined..

stories underfoot

4feb 2021

The lights, in all their resplendence, step into the sea stretching their bodies out as far as the eye could reach.. afloat.. lulled by the breeze cooing myriad sounds, to the softly rocking waves. Boats, stricken, rush past in hurried remorse.. but they lie undisturbed, disappearing in the arms of the sea.. the wind runs amok in search.. carrying notes of waking sounds.. the sea remains a haven.. holding secrets unperturbed.. I asked the moon to speak of love, it just looked at me and smiled.. the leaves glistened with emotion.. the flowers got dewy-eyed.. the sky revealed the seasons of my heart, the earth outlined the stories underfoot.. 

opal bowl

3feb 2021

The opal bowl in the sky lit up with the treasures of love seeping in over heartstrings attached magnetically.. even the sun laid sheets and sheets of rose at its feet.. refusing to be spectators in this cosmic romance, the parrots giggle and nudge, in innuendo flight.. the eagles whistle laughingly.. the sparrows break out into excited song.. drums play unknowingly.. and the wind refusing to remain invisible, pirouettes with leaves and branches, in saucy, exotic, riveting, celebratory dance.. the world stills watching the sun reveal passionate hues of its naked self.. 

golden bowl

2feb 2021

The spurts of fire from a flare stack become a beacon of strength, and hope.. mesmeric.. compelling the passions within.. the golden bowl of the moon spills over, melting hearts into fluid love.. aching to hold, just once.. this magic.. this beauty.. calling out to us.. There is a strange hush around, held spellbound by this tricolor in the sky.. of allure, purity and serenity.. waiting for the inevitable sunshine, in assurance of change and its possibilities.. the rays of ochre melding dreams into the heart of the sky.. igniting slivers of reflective emotions across the sea.. 

sentinels in the sea

1feb 2021

The night sky ensured streetlights dived stiff as sentinels deep into the sea.. the novices twisting and turning at their posts.. hiding a city glimpsed through the unguarded spaces in the sea.. some vainly try to spread out across the sky.. under the command of the egg-head moon, some break out pooling as islands of the guard.. the wind tries to break their ranks.. inciting warning shots into the windows high above.. the rooster calls out their shift change.. as the sky lightens up to put them at ease.. and the fog rushes in to hug them lovingly to itself..  

cosmic conspiracy

31jan 2021

The stars wink at each other, in a cosmic conspiracy.. pretending not to know where the moon was hiding.. spotlights on boats converge home gliding like spaceships to join the search.. myriad windows light up one by one, in debatable conjecture.. a different, page.. a different theory.. so many stories.. incessantly spun.. so unsettling looking at those windows.. holding expressions, and emotions, and joys, and worries, so close, yet so alien to each.. every life being the sun of their world.. while the world moves on, unconcerned.. the wind hollers with gentle chill, nudging us back to the search..

earth applauded

30jan 2021

Walked drenched in moonlight, as it bathed everything in silvery showers of cleansing purity.. tracing the streetlights, lined up as mermaids swirling their glowing fins deep into the sea.. the Earth applauded with a cock-a-doodle here.. a bow-wow there.. a chug-chug here.. a thump-thump there.. a kao kao here.. a chirp-chirp there.. a tring-tring here.. a ding-dong there.. and my heart raced here.. missed a beat there.. over the deafening silence appreciating the loudest..