Beneath the Canopy of Hope.

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Churning clouds of stalking yesterday,
Wells over my staunch skies of today.
Lavishing caustic peltings of undated pain;
Stinging my groovy glean of repose, in vain.

Flitting flaps of self-will, curbed I stand;
Fending for my well-earned peaceable land.
Holding up the salvaging canopy of hope;
Feel I safe, summoning courage to cope.


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The Dance of Vehemence.

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I dance to the tacit tunes of splendid wildness.
Let not the man uncover me in his bare keenness.
Behind, I bequeath my gossamer veil of soberness,
Like an insane, I saltate in my rapturous madness.

My dance is finely sculped in the tranquil zephyr,
As I incite with all the métier my soul can harbour.
I dance to my heart’s marrow, and no person, I care.
Move, I fleetly – to kiss my feet, no sand can dare.

I dance in the swarms of cosmic whirlpool, so wild,
And lift my nimble substance in surges of gracility, so mild.
I flirt with my pixilated shadows, like a child;
As though a pearl of dew, in the elysian lunacy, I slide.

I sway along gently and dance like ne’er before;
Soar like a roiled ocean, to reach my sedated shore.
Fly like a bird, but flock of my burdens, I ignore;
And trip the light fantastic toe to the sacred rhythm, I adore.

I look upto my pristine soul, casting off the sheath;
Getting larger than life, and defying death.
I find my pedes weaving a little poetry, underneath;
And pick up my heart humming a melody on each breath.

Envied angels pair off their finest footfalls with mine,
In the grimmest night, like a silvern moon, I shine.
The stars align in paragon, as my arcs twist and twine;
Crimsoned, I feel on cloud nine, Oh! How do I confine?

My anguish is bolted and deepest void is liberally filled;
I dance like woolgathering with my feet and calm is instilled.
My hieing heart is exalted and sobbing soul is lulled;
In the dance of vehemence, even the cosmos is stilled.

The Perfect Solitude!

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In the bedimmed wilderness of the night sky, there came a burnished moon glowing high. Played along with hopeful and cushy warmth, it embraced my shrunken soul. I witnessed the acme of my blush when the glistening moonlight kissed me tenderly in all its elegance. My soul oozed in all the aura of that night beaut.  The balmy sheen dawned graciously over my soul and imbued into infinity so profoundly.  The mercurial and poised breeze that gestated the superbia of inconstancy caressed me mildly every now and then. When it grew fagged, it took a breather and rested in stillness, then again recreated with my brown and wavy crowning glory. When I snubbed its gaiety, it prompted in full swing carrying off all the anguish in me and swamping me in the rain of relaxation. I forthwith fell in love with those pixilated winds that stayed with me wherever I moved.  The time erred from keeping its time and few ephemeral clouds looking at me grew green eyed as the shining beauty was proposing all his honest love to me. Jealousy hugged the clouds so intensely that they engulfed my glowing glory masking me from my love. And there I rested in perfect silence basking under the warmth of lunar love…………….a sheer lunatic feeling……………or mere ecstasy………… I just remained ME.