courtiers of the sun

28feb 2021

Pillars of lights hold up a floating home, that blows its horn loudly, declaring its territorial presence.. The mist reluctantly unveils the Royal necklace clearly visible across the horizon, lined with topaz and diamonds, filled with architectural shapes and colored gems.. the moon pendant trendily styles modes of waxing and waning.. Courtiers of the sun race seamlessly across the sky, holding lightening shades of carpets.. layers upon layers, till they are satisfied.. drawing impromptu patterns, filling divine hues.. designated painters of sunshine, reveling in their unmatched art, rewarded with this gift, the canvas of the sky.. excitedly rinsing brush-tips on the surface of the sea..

streaming confetti

26feb 2021

The lights swam across the sea like streaming confetti, dancing on the waves! Shaping Crocodiles that lolled lazily closer to the shore.. some trained baby wildcats as future guards.. some played dead becoming egyptian mummies.. the moon filled with assured love, was sighted last evening.. hidden or kidnapped in a conundrum of threat or security.. eagles fly low, leaving no suspect to chance.. the wind hushes itself, carrying stories of secret rendezvous.. parrots fly helter skelter, chattering constantly of scenarios and possibilities.. flowers glisten with tears, leaves tremble tenderly.. sky unfurls in shades of white, pink, lemon and blue reassuringly.. 

hopskotch

27feb 2021

Silence danced with the wind, flying with the parrots, hearing the crow regale tales of discriminatory woes.. tip-toeing over rosy fields, transfixed by the warbler's cries.. blooming with the flowers, brightened with their smiles, touched by their pale core, pregnant with bursting seeds inside.. sliding on the veins of leaves, nestling in the lap of Earth, marveling at the company it keeps.. playing hop skotch with sparrow feet.. regaling the pages in my heart.. revealing the company it keeps.. infinite rays of sunshine filled hues in words at will.. 

sea creature

25feb 2021

Missing the moon for days now, the stars hid behind the clouds, furiously blinking away their tears.. the wind went berserk, trying to mute all sounds of desolation.. was it a sea creature's heavy breath or the butcher sharpening its knife ominously.. nerve-wracking echoes filtered through the darkness.. dogs howled in grief, a sea gull lost its bearings and screamed for help.. lights dissolved in tears, embracing each other, melting into the sea.. the trees tried to uplift the concrete jungle, wan and desolate.. the rooster winsomely sang the morning song.. as the conch blew notes of love and worship.. the dawn was greeted with broken clouds consoling each other in vain.. holding them in the palm of her hand tickling with fingers of love it saw its hues uplifting their lips.. showering rays of joy like never before, the sun let them cover its eyes in a distracting game of hide and seek .. 

expectant ball

24feb 2021

Lights dived into the sea, earnest in their job as security guards for the expectant ball.. some turned into Wild cats facing the shores, their tails going deep into the sea.. a horse joined their ranks tentatively.. one displayed its prisoner, a shadow imprisoned from days, warding intruders off, in fitting warning.. some turned into streamers spread across the sea, spacing tops twisting in between.. whirling dancers practiced their moves, in a circle of alert sea horses.. buildings paled in disappointment, seeing the curtain of fog tip-toeing in, to shroud the celebrations within.. 

heady trance

23feb 2021

The wind laden with sleep weighed heavily on every skin.. a soundless world lay quiescent alongside.. what disturbed its silent breath.. what made it flurry groggily around.. picking the groans of the protesting road, dismissed insolently by the traffic sounds.. managing a heady orchestra of the untouched, unfelt, ethereal music that goes unheard.. scaling the staccato notes of a warbler, tuning the earnest sound of sea gulls, letting cuckoos add heady trance, and parrots stream out quirky charm, even crows pitched in as high as they could.. with sparrows aping kissing sounds.. switching to eagles keening soulfully.. cajoling humming pigeons to keep up.. pushing the dragonflies to give background score.. to the rooster's incessant hook line..

light bombs

22feb 2021

The wind howled in pain, stinging eyes with empathic emotion.. a vehicle screeched at the road, taken unawares by some pothole.. light bombs shot into the sea, raiding and plumbing for treasure.. the sky darkened gloomily in the absence of the moon.. a feeling of ominous disquiet turned to appease the wind, embraced instead by a cool and happy breeze.. the road displayed a straight smile as vehicles steered smoothly around.. the sea invited the light to stay, undisturbed.. the earth continued to imbibe stories of inevitability and inconstancy in an impermanent life.. watching the sky light up as the sun seeped into its pores and veins and blood.. 

songs of musk

21feb 2021

The wind played songs of musk, to the soundless music of falling leaves, that rustled and danced their lyrical goodbyes, hushing the storming melodrama in my heart. The flowers smiled words meant-to-be. The sky wrote a rosy eulogy, that sang of life and rest, of experiencing opposite sides. A lone star blinked in emotion. The sea remained a loyal witness to the steady heartbeat of the earth, and the sweet notes of a cuckoo's compelling song, translating happy notes in every ear, breathed ochre hues of the sun.. 

tickling the leaves

20feb 2021

Streaks of lemon and pink raced across fields of blue, in a relay race without beginning or end.. wings of green raced alongside, shouting in excitement.. uncaring of any lines.. the wind rushed around stamping every spectator present.. tickling the leaves into peals of laughter, rocking branches to bring a smile to the flowers sitting there.. buildings watched stony-eyed, recording everything on their memory walls.. temple bells chimed encouragement.. and gongs thumped to keep their spirit up.. a conch was blown announcing the winners, happily declaring a tie.. and the chief guest rose to reward sashes of sunshine.. with windows catching its rays autographed randomly, amidst heartful applause and colorful ovation.. 

pirouetting hearts

19feb 2021

The wind drew cloud patterns all across the sky
Swinging clothes, twirling hair, tap dancing with a door, holding flowers up close, pushing branches away.. pirouetting hearts to its beats, begging for a dance.. it pulsed and throbbed in pores, on veins.. leaving none untouched, unmoved.. it breathed its own music on every surface, every skin.. making leaves flutter coyly.. and birds lose their step in furor.. it mocked our emptiness.. filling, touching, connecting every bit of space.. carrying empathic stories and songs, playing the music of the spheres, patnering heaven and earth, it let the sun take centre stage..

sea horses

18feb 2021

The street lights disguised as sea horses stood guard all along the shores.. camouflaged, staring front and back, lolling with relaxed demeanour.. secure in their belief of peace in the world.. the crows intermittently alerting them of their duty.. wonder why crows are shunned by everyone.. and why they scream incessantly.. every morning finds them talking non-stop, creating a sound collective.. you offer them food, and they call out to each other first.. whether its caution, fear or an invite, no one can know.. interpreting as per our own inner worlds.. the fog has thickened into creating glimpses of ominous concrete apparitions.. and reality chides perceptions once again.. 

language of silence

17feb 2021

The parrots fly high in the sky, screaming and shouting excitedly.. seemingly purposefully.. maybe to an undefined destination.. but filling their journey with teasing laughter, playing catch and guessing games, breaking into exhilarated patterns stretched across the sky.. making one wonder what they rush towards.. a food station.. or morning prayers.. bathing grounds.. or meeting hall.. parrot town or marketplace.. the flowers smile at this questioning look.. compelling an involuntary grin.. answering in the language of silence.. with hues of happiness and love seamlessly spoken by all three.. making the sky join in.. with a glowing response.. 

cloud elders

16feb 2021

The sky displayed a pure white unbroken blanket of clouds.. the fog thickened in imitation.. a few broke line, donning darkened masks, wanting to entertain all who waited to welcome the sun.. turning into a carriage and coachman, one raced away.. followed by a horse and rider galloping fast to keep pace.. a hare and a doe wide-eared.. listened keenly through the morning hush.. a whale swam across some cloud waves, majestic in its poised grace.. the parrots flew in thousands to destinations unknown.. holding an inner clock and gps.. uncaring for attention they flew, under the eagle eye of cloud elders, long beards hanging below their open mouths.. the sun peeped out in mellowed hue.. hand in hand with the foggy clouds..

island ships

15feb 2021

Jumping on to a beckoning cloud, emotions splintering into infinite stories, changing shape and form at will, mocking any comprehension of permanence, transforming the stories they held, into living, evolving freshness. An obscure sound of a plane groaned under the weight of the dreams it held. Specks of lit up island ships sailed lazily, discovering bottled emotions that life rushed through, time deprived. Lights shape an ice rink into a musical note to sea, shadows courting each other in impromptu figure skates.

grumpy fog

14feb 2021

The clouds slumped bleary-eyed into the arms of the sky.. embraced lovingly it mussed their hair.. the flowers giggled at this funny sight.. and parrots screamed in laughter, falling over themselves.. a grumpy fog summoned peremptorily, hurriedly covered their gestures of affection.. hiding the parrots as they squealed in protest.. the flowers sighed in fitting rebuke.. the leaves shook in empathic appeasement.. the wind hummed a valentine song, touching and moving wherever it went..