Inspired by Solitude

Squalls of wrecked emotions and tears fight within for calm; no fear - to stop the storm of solitude; sojourn in abode of peace. Wandering through rough cold path, no more depression and wrath. Mind - - nude; finding abode of peace. In response to photo challenge#168 at MLMM and Quadrille#34 at dVerse poets pub

To the one I have been waiting for, Find my love - - still young and enamoured, read through this li’l note and give me your word. It’s been a score that you’ve managed alone, You’d live for them, but now they’re grown. They’ll choose their ways ‘n will be gone, solitude - - is what you will own – or maybe you’ll shuttle like a birdie over net, so why not hold my hands instead? -  let’s build our new nest! Continuing the wait… Linking this to the post card poem prompt at dVerse poets pub .

She is a flirt-  her charm casted on sane, an addiction; her seduction to be blamed – her concealed superlative unmatched beauty, like sparkle on waves of afternoon sea, the earthliness of mud – on a day, rainy, she’s a filthy, sultry love epitome. She is the freshness of vanilla, plumpness of berries, Boldness of citrus and cinnamon woody. She is the ecstatic blooms and pulpy fruits, and impulse of fragrances; whisking minds. She is the unembellished adornment; timid’s chaste and strength to dare, the urge of sublime consummation; and the essence of womanhood. PC: pinterest In response to "Bits of Imagination -Perfume" with Susie Clevenger, at Imaginary garden with real toads. and Linking to "Open link #191" at dVerse poets pub

For Quadrille#27 on "giggle" This one depicts a raw emotion of laughing at one's own past and accepting it as inanity out of innocence Wind hums music; calm and low, muffled within is vortex of emotions-  with ages receded red rose charm - Once where rested my innocence, cradles lullaby today to your naïve – Separated from me; you stand with another and one, Past, is now, only giggles.

For Quadrille#27 at dVerse - poets pub A fun take on "giggle" PC: Dailymotion Li’l ones gather to sing their jingle Jingling offbeat notes in a bizarre mingle A mingler joins, now closely snuggle On random broken noises from bugle Amusing bugler, funny bones giggle The giggling little, slowly get to jiggle From jiggling loud laughs, happiness trickle

PC: http://coukie24.unblog.fr/ Blindfold me and take me along to a beautiful garden and sing me a song... Hold my hands and shower your charm Take me to the wooden bridge where the breeze is calm - And when the magical bond is labelled with a word, I wish not water, nor flowers nor air; none have it heard. When you unfold blind and my eyes meet yours, I wish to have the glow gorgeous than theirs- Eyes shinier than marigold, jasmine, iris Much brighter than lillies and coreopsis! The pink cheeks like timid allium and poppy The lush of red from zinnia and peony! The anthurium glaze on my smiling lips, You be the bee for the nectar sips. A garden of love you nurtured for eons, The long wait no less hurting than thorns, I promise to stay with you by the vows, Let no prickles; only beautiful rose J

This week's prompt from d'Verse poets pub, a challenge put by Lillian- "Homophone me" urges us to write a poem using homophones. The words I have chosen for this one are air/heir, fair/fair/fare(d), flair/flare, stair(s)/stare(d), few/phew 2016  ©  Vijita Pillai  Praises in the air, she was no  big-shot's  heir - For the fair young lady with flair to paint flames flare; to have fared well, was only so fair! As she climbed stairs of success, few eyes glared and stared, Phew! now she doesn’t really care!

Photo credit: Shutterstock /  Antonio Guile From a dream that I do not recall, I woke up one day finding way to the bath, but passing out half way. No liking for food, yet rats always in there, upset digestion and sleeping everywhere! The steths and white coats confirmed, reason for discomfort, Oh li'l one! You were growing in me! After years of effort! I felt so sad for cursing the days; with bad tummy and the moods worse; But I realized there you are; and that gave more motives to care! I spoke to you, and made your dad too, and as days passed, there were others, not just us two. You turned and twisted, I could make that out, You did hurt me at start; I even would shout! You took me by surprise, each day when you grew, The movements inside, an experience so new! I took it as the beginning of a new phase of life, the best feeling, leave past being daughter, friend and wife. We had been waiting to have you for years, my heart cr...