This blog is an effort, a way with words, to write something common yet important experiences of life, quotes of life
It’s always a privilege to see your work in printed form. My poem “ The New Moon” published in Too Well Away Literary Journal, Issue 1, 2021. I am extremely grateful to the editor Amber Thompson for giving this opportunity.
I am happy to share my poem here. Please read and comment if you like my work. Happy reading to all: bloggers and writers!
Bhavya
Lying on bed
Observing the leaves
Dancing to the tunes of wind
The love is so reciprocal
Between the wind and the leaves.
The peace is eternal
When the focus
Tuned in a glimpse
Of jealous bee
Hunting for the
Move to be made.
An empty mind
Looking to focus
What I want
Focus or peace?
I, the soul,
Admire the beauty
With beast
The beauty of nature
With the dust of life.
Lying on bed
Observing the leaves
Dancing to the tunes of wind
The love is eternal
Between the admirer
And the one being admired.
The focus moved to
The rushy plants
Beneath the feet
Of the faces
From the world.
The leaves pause
When the wind is
Away from the love
Yet, the peace is eternal!
© Bhavya Prabhakar
Personal Picture
The sun comes everyday
To lighten the world
From the darkness of night
To bring new hopes and vibes
To melt in the love of shine.
The stars come everyday
To brighten the horizon
Twining with the moon
To be more wise
In the war of light.
Still, I feel incomplete
Upside down
Without my pen, my soulmate
The urge is craving
To be penned
With your companionship.
But, at times
The goals turn the attention
Away from you, my soulmate
Floating on the dreams
Undefined, come and take
Me in the world of thine.
Yes, I miss you
When the thoughts so high
Yes, I feel incomplete
When you are not around
Complete me, my love
Take me in your arms
Once again.
Let’s complete each other,
My soulmate ( my pen)!!
©Bhavya Prabhakar
PHOTO BY PEXELS
After being away from writing this is how one feels when every vein has a deep urge to dwell into and float on the words of your own, to feel not just as an activity but which complete your self, to inspire your inner self, to make you better day by day.
Pack your bags
Take a flight
To the dreams
Of wine.
Feel that wooziness
Creating much craziness
Was it a passion
Or a desire?
Break the rules
Not the laws
Love the people
Not the pretentious.
Take a break
From the love
From the hatred
From the schedule
To bump into the reality.
Leave the ones
Who ignore you
For the wealth of time
Hold on to those
Who want your time
In the craving of yours.
Take a break
From the pretentious
From the disappeared ones
Who appeared and disappeared
In the game of love.
Tell the world
To take a break
Not from your dear ones
But for the inner you
To soothe the senses
With the reflection of the tenses!!
Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar
PHOTO BY PEXELS
My veins are all charged up
Giving pressure to my nerves
The indicators are so excited
To blast inside
To say louder and louder
That, I am satisfied in my zone.
This one drop of tear
Is playing its own game
It comes so naturally
Without giving any hints
Even when I am so
Overwhelmed and
Contented.
It’s time to knock
Open the lock
Feel the happiness
In the emptiness.
The key aims to unlock
The sugar coated smiles
Creating much chaos
To imitate the last laughter
Of that time.
The laughter was
My friend in crime
Giggling together
With the precept
Not to shy.
It’s you and me with
Coated smiles and cries
Wandering the street, lost
To be upset
Or to be happy!
Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar
Photo by PEXELS
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