Horizon

the-horizon

Shiny glasses on concrete walls

Tiny people on crowded crawls

Haze in the air

choked my voice.

Sounds of nothing

blocked my view.

Many moons waited

and lost on the other side.

Many skies painted eve

on the light.

Somewhere in the air,

on top of the world

I lost my Horizon.

© S.Anand

 

 

 

A Fragment

23438256700_90f34f094f

Tiny grass shining

on the flood plain.

which died in the woods

and remained to be ashes

which grow in the desert

became nest of the wings

color of butterflies and song

of the spring !

Glowing light in the winter

and the walk of ladybug !

A drop fills the heart

with pearls.

A wandering soul

alter the course !

© S.Anand

 

 

Alone !

Loneliness is not the worst feeling, its worst when someone make you feel lonely.

Alone !

Lonely_Soul_by_AstralWind

Alone like a bird on tree,

Like a tree in all seasons,

Like a face in crowd.

Alone like the sun in search of dawn,

Like the moon in the darkness.

Alone like the wind in summer,

Like the Earth in winter.

Alone, is the soul since beginning,

Looking for the divine forever !

© S.Anand

About tangled emotions…..

Came across beautiful lines by Keats and just see how we pamper complications !

emotions_h

I Had A Dove

 

I had a dove and the sweet dove died ;

And I have thought it died of grieving :

O, what could it grieve for ? Its feet were tied ,

With a silken thread of my own hand’s weaving :

Sweet little red feet ! why should you die –

Why should you leave me, sweet bird! why ?

You liv’d alone in the forest -tree,

Why, pretty thing ! would you not live with me ?

I kiss’d you oft and gave you white pease ;

Why not live sweetly, as in the green trees ?

 

 

 

Rather Be Less Human…..

Mornings are always inspiring and made me wrote these random lines.

large_13.5x22da_ugallery

Rather Be ‘Less Human’

I didn’t expect that butterflies should

have memories!

Why, such spirit should carry such burden,

but I know butterflies understand the touch.

Only if you have feel those colors,

holding your heart in hands.

I would rather be a bird and

collect some grass.

A bumblebee on lily,                                                                    Vintage Blue Birds

I will spend time with pond.

Like a purplerum,

will soak the sun.

I would rather be,

‘less human.’