Closing 2009 ... Dec 31, 2009

not exactly a poem, just some wishes to all

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the hours tick by

soon a new year comes

look back only for lessons learnt

leave regrets and disappointments

in the past where they belong.

infinitely happy days are wished

as the new year unfolds

that every endeavour is success met

and every day end achievement get

blessed and properous

with love hugs and well wishes

.ani, ashna and kasha

Sand … Oct 20, 2009

Sand
Swirls in the desert wind
Like tiny tornados
Amusing
Melancholic
Inspiring

What journeys
What tales
These grains of sand
Know
That eludes
The seeking

Poignant
Pregnant
Warm air
Caresses moist skin
Hands shade eyes
From blinding sun

There
On the horizon
Dust clouds
Fast approaching
Lay still
Surrendering

First layers
Like sandy tomb
Fall heavily
Hands grasp
Lifting
Life lease renewed

Clear Skies ... Oct 19, 2009

It's been a while since I penned anything, more for the lack of feeling I have creativity left in me.

Hence this is an attempt after a long long hiatus from poetic rambling.

I hope I might capture the essence without sounding like a loony.

So here goes ....

.ani






sunlight
scorching
burning
blinding

blue skies
span endless
after days of dour clouds
tainting moods

expectant
hopeful
bursting excitement
something waits

slow tired steps
quicken to unheard beat
rhythm gains tempo
persistent demanding

fear dissolves
failure not so daunting
possibilities innumerable
inhibitions shed

past hold lessons
future the unknown
present shapes molds
change like clear skies
welcomed awaits
those who embrace
plunging feet first
landing on solid ground

.ani

Dreams Unrequited ... Feb 24, 2009

words spoken
actions taken
from a time when
the sun shone on tender blooms
here now lay petals crushed
hushed words unspoken
bears the silence of unrequited dreams

Letting Go ... Jan 28, 2009

it's never easy letting go
but such has become
a part of me

whenever my heart begins to soar
with the joy of knowing you
almost inevitably I have to let you go

flickers of hope and love
I might nurture to grow
stunted almost immediately

it's not so much your departure
but that your path and mine
seem never to converge into one

the hollow emptiness
that always follows
leaves me somewhat desolate, somewhat blue

but in time
as always all returns
to status quo

me alone with love and empty arms
you never alone with all your charms
once again I've learnt a lesson in letting go