Haiku 7

Their twinkling eyes /

Tiny hands, laughing faces /

Soul's spyhole forever  //

For Prompt: Spyhole

Haiku 6

An Poloroid Picture digitised...

Wet footprints, dry sand

 wind blown hair in disarray

blue waves behind, clash.

The Walk - Magpie Tales 51

Chipped red bricks pathway /

 Dull echo less footfalls left /

Seems familiar yet distant //


Magpie Tales

Haiku 4

The winter this year /
not as chilly as in years past /
global warming, then ? //

Haiku 2

 Tiny limbs massaged /
 trembling hands reach for coffee /

 march, granny 84 //

Haiku 1

Scolded and then caned /

can of kerosene and match /

the ashes of a child //

You Were There

Eyes that twinkled with the 

glimmering light of far away stars, 

They gazed at me as

though I was their rock star.

Lips that lisped sweet words

in my soul, a chord was struck,

They made mundane words seem

more precious than the preciouss.

Tiny hands that wiped away

the invisible tears I shed,

On my cheeks they felt

like the softest of silks.

The warm body that hugged

sharing all the love it possessed,

The vibe that I sensed 

of the special bond created

The look that you gave reflected

wisdom way beyond your years, 

as though you somehow understood

the pain and ache behind the false smiles.

You gave me something

No one else can ever give,

The warm glow of a million suns

that light up my dark days and nights.

With you around

life is easier to face,

My strength, my sanity, 

my joy, my grace.

 Just remember in

 the days yet to be,

This heart will beat for you

as yours did beat for me.

( Dedicated to my tiny powerhouse of a nephew Sidartha aka Sid, 

whose innocence and love helped me through my darkest year )

Added to Jingle's Poetry Potluck.

My Tryst

I

Dared to dream :

The world below, Self above,

I

Stood at the edge :

Free fall craving, To let go unable,

I

Stumbled and grumbled :

The void overpowering, The deadly mist surrounding,

I

Heard a cacophony of voices : 

Drowning out the urges, Breaking through the trance,

I

Felt the adrenaline gushing :

Drenched in sweat, The heart pounding,

I

Walked away :

The cliff receding, The valley approaching,

I 

Watched in awe :

Shaking in mirth, The soul burst free... 

 Added  to Jingle's Poetry Potluck.