Poetry

Art is born!- Poem

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I breathe emptily
into a blank paper
by the side of
the flickering fire

Dust recedes in my head
Snowflakes melt
into crystal clear water
Clouds collide
Ideas rain in

The night prevails
yet wisdom dawns

The thunder roars
quelling the writer’s block
The lightning frolics
A victory lap on my behalf

The sky is a gleeful witness
to this noisy circus
Gods of the heaven wake
blessings cascade down

The ocean of words
hit me like a
torrential storm

Nib caresses the parchment
Art is born!

This is dedicated to every artist who is conscious of the art all around us, and who diligently adds to it. Your service doesn’t go unnoticed.

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Poetry

Little Gusts of Wind- Poem

   

A little gust of wind scampers around –

Tousling the trees

Nudging the leaves

tickling the grass

Shooing the clouds above.

A little gust of wind scampers around –

shoving the mountains

whistling at the sky

tripping on the seas

puncturing ripples in them.

A little gust of wind scampers around

teasing my hair

ruffling my clothes.

In all its banter

it stops for a second,

Stirring my soul

Waking something deep within.

WordPress Daily prompt :Scamper

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