Inspired by Solitude

Carpe Diem #1076 Clay PC: lillybugstudio.com painstaking efforts to shape a good character fun playing with clay

CD Special, based on Kala Ramesh's Haiku prompts PC: www.lotusgreens.in Adorned with gold rays Thousand pink suns in water Rippled reflection PC: wallpaper.zone

PC: www.brainyquotes.com In heat of moment, Passion splashed, sowing its seeds; Belly bloom blossom   Written for TOI's #RhymeIndia  Also tagged with "Transforming Fridays with Hannah" at imaginary gardens with real toads and CDHK for Carpe Diem Universal Jane#4 abalone shells and lovers

Writing for Sanaa's Prompt nights :) ©2016 Vijita Pillai The sky is bright, Sun in its might; Matter of concern -  where’s “the light”? From the spell of dew that made me smile, till tiny shadow & me, drenched in its shine; No curtains of clouds covered for a while, but found no ray - ending the quest, jewels drain brine! The flaming torches and spark of matches, none emitted a soulful light; Wishful of sensing, with closed lashes, A “caged ruby” that shines bright! Darkness of anger, ego and hatred, dusted on the red gem, Brush it with care & love that’s sacred, For a free world having none to condemn .. As pure as the gem, let “it” be clean, Then shall light of humanity & oneness be seen!

©2016 Vijita Pillai With folks around, their whirlpool of views I fell in it, my notions buried - No regrets for I had the finest lot, With them I saw the best times fly. ..and here I mourn their absence – Memories now poems, shaped in solitude… Wandering today, wonder what I lost, On the roads that we once explored, On ways that echoed unconfined laughs; The inner self finds hard to smile - ..and the sparkling whites are sealed. Now wrinkles of wisdom, unfold in solitude… I breathed; but died a hundred times, Now respire reminiscence - Stood still, yet walked a thousand miles, the path of despair past. ..and today I am the Phoenix – Rising strong from the hurt in solitude… The sense of loneliness hurts no more, Love the pain bestowed on me, Now is the time I have for myself, Growing in time, by knowing me ..and wiser now; taking life easy - I spill emotions. Pen down thoughts; inspired by solitude …

PC:  http://cliparts.co/clipart Life is a stage; for a skit un-scripted, Actors, forced to play their part, Of all the roles, there’s one lead; and that is - the protagonist Heart. The show- a finished portrait of thought- that the Mind beautifully paints, Masked story with streaks of emotions; some applauded glories & few pains. Responses steer this tale of perception; to be in distress or to be at peace The puppet Heart dances to Mind’s conviction; complying till rhythm of life cease. # For Sanaa's Prompt nights [35] at "a dash of Sunny" #Brevity