"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Waves And Thorns ( Tanka Series )

Waves And Thorns

Some time I feel like 
Questioning everything,  
But find no answers.  
Does it reflect my deepest  
Hidden dissatisfactions? 

Storm churns in ocean  
From a distance the movement  
Of waves is serene. 
Sunset spreads a ruby glow
I sit in a quiet trance.

I watch a squirrel 
She rolls over in dirt bath!
cajoles a young one!
Their playfulness spreads a wave
Of mirth into my heart.

Learn to live with thorns. 
Often it comes from your bush,  
This is how it works. 
Tired of working to dissolve. 
Even a little thorn hurts. 

I eat too much 
My stomach rebels!  
I eat too little  
My sugar goes down! 
What a nuisance old age is!  

Need a long long rest.
Somewhere in oblivion,
On the higher grounds-
Above the slippery slopes

There is a paradise.

8. 21. 2016

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