What The Fish!

fish bound ferry 
dropping anchor 
egrets pull up the sea

Moon-bound

watery vowels 
a sea filled with ancient tales 
liquid sky arches
a horizon that unravels 
waves prance, curling into 
a bed of sand, like 
blue irises promenading my steps 
moana of gliding turquoise blossoms 
ebb and flow to a meandering, pursuing moon ..

I walk into the flare of a lighthouse 
a rush of salt on my breath 

the sea the day I conquered my tears.. 

Crimson Collision

heartbeats collide 
across time and space;
breathing the distance 
in a starlight song 
a dawn is born in the breath 
that holds the heartbeat. 

Stormy Showdown

Lightening forks the cloud laden sky 
On earth scape, touchdown of thunders’ cry
Shimmering aqua from empyrean fly 
Drenching the dry, drenching the dry
Mellifluous sunshine pours down 
Summer heat melts away to drown 
Acoustics of a cloudbursts shakedown 
Earth and sky in a stormy showdown 
Teary breakdown, teary breakdown 
Crystalline globules tumble, gleaming 
Tiny driblets, trickling, twinkling 
Deliquescent dewiness, glistening
Raindrops gushing, slip-sliding, splashing 
Tinkling, dripping, drip drop tinkling.

Springtide

Turquoise sky drools into endless vista as 
Fragrant yellow blooms charm in the cowslip 
Bees and butterflies trail scented fuchsia
An indulgent breeze tumbles as sheep graze, snip 
In rolling meadows filled with amber gorse 
Golden sunbeams reflect fine feathers on course
Hummingbirds feast on woodbine honeysuckle 
As realms of spring unfold to bedazzle.


# Rispetto 

Morning Gold

In Aurora gold
Luscious buds enfold
Sage strewn 
Springtime aisles unfold
Tranquil skies extoll
Lutes tune
Spills verdant threshold 
kindled pastures roll 
Glades croon. 



#Lai 


https://twitter.com/yaskhan/status/1668097967847510017?s=46

Enchantment

O poet of exotic verse
my soul inhales your luscious notes
this spring, in your words, I immerse.
enchanting, these romp of interludes
a faraway descant that soothes, exudes. 



# Quintain (English)

Done And Dusted

When a poet is broken 
Words have been spoken 
Pages shredded 
Ink drained, wetted
When the heart stumbled 
With words, I fumbled 
When things don’t feel right 
Sadness one cannot fight 
Sometimes, the tears don’t fall
One needs a shoulder to bawl.

I dip my pen in the inkwell of my blood 
Wait for words to break free and flood
Opening the floodgates of my heart 
Feel the anguish flow and depart 

Then, I realise , it’s all been a dream 
Things are just not the way they seem. 

Weeping Violins

I reach 
for the night sky 
as celestial fires
illuminate nocturnal hues 
holograms shine in time-lapse of my mind 
violins weep haunting melodies 
pulling broken heartstrings
silver tears drip 
like dew.




# rictameter 




https://youtu.be/CsHiG-43Fzg

Drenched

Hither, thither, run I, in the pouring rain 
Pitter, patter, raindrops on me falling 
Whither I sway, rain tangled winds carry 
Slither I, barefoot on little rivulets flowing.

Drenched, loving the rain on my skin
Quenched, the thirst of parched earth 
Branched trees kissing cloud laden sky
Trenched fields, ready for sowing, a fresh birth.