Tuesday, December 11, 2012

The clouds that ground you!

The mist that descends onto your face
The gurgle of the Teesta that flows by
The conifers that stand tall
Straining your neck as you look above

The peace that transcends
As one gets off onto the ground
Bringing to reality the green of the valley
The swish of the leaves as you pass by

The peaks dotted with snow
Keeping watch on those that traverse below
The white, the absoluteness that strikes
All around, like a sentinel in stride

The city with dreams, that is
Wreathed in the clouds, and puffs of snow
One view that takes your breath away
The view of the peak that stands highest

Gangtok, and the smiles
The rosy cheeks, the ice cold air
The maggi noodles, one can't ignore
Woolens, hot tea, snowflakes for all to treasure

The armed forces, brave and proud
Working relentlessly
Keeping our borders safe and secure
Conditions always being ignored

Keeping me grounded
Yet, continuing to dream
The chime of the bells
In the temples that pervade peace


This is the city, i'd love to always go
When my head's in the clouds
and the brain in storage
It will always be one of my favourite spots to be.

This is my day 10 post for 'Marathon Bloggers'


Monday, December 3, 2012

Between You and Me





Silence stretched like taut strings
The sounds of the night breeze stirring
Eyes searching, feeling
The melancholy of the night

Between you and me
Lives a story, titled and dreams
Lines being written
Goals being reached

Between you and me
Smiles we see
Songs we hear
Music that heals


This was in response to the prompt at Sunday Scribblings 'Between you and me'

Thursday, March 22, 2012

In the eyes of honesty!


Doorbell rings
Later it seems
tired of staying up
snoozing along

Comes in when time
seems to wait for him
but never for her
always hanging in between

Decades of promises
Honest needs
never fulfilled

You've changed, he says
How so?, she asks
Silence hangs on
heavy with lies

Love, security
Presence and touch
All this and much more
Wished and yearned
she did..

Respect, trust
Love and warmth
None she received
Give she did.

This is in response to Sunday Scribblings'http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.in/ Prompt "Honest"