The divine moment…

Soft granules tickling the feet,

The breezy air soothing the heart,

The darkness of the sky teasing the eyes,

The calm of the absoluteness 
Surrounding the soul,

The candid conversation with the self

Evolving new heights,

Is the divine moment when,

This journey of life finds 

True perceptions of its self…



Do the prayers pierce through?

She drinks the sweetness,

She breaths the fragrance,

She search the colors,

The nature her Savior

For millions years to count,

Guiding her survival ,

Promising her existence,


Threatens her flight,

The air carrying the toxins

Suffocating her soul,

The colors guiding her flight

Allergic to her wings,

The concrete structures

Snatching her home,

The loudness around

Killing her fragile peace,

The magic of her patterns

Holding her breath,

She prays for rescue,

Do the prayers pierce through?


What does this bring?

Letting go of  the old to embrace the new,

The crazy fever of the young failing long 

 To be replaced by  this serene mind ,

What does this bring?

A medicine to heal the wounds or

A weapon to cut even deep?

New experiences to calm this soul or
Kindle those memories buried deep,

Shower the blessings long due or

Crush this heart even more,

Lighten the free sprite of mine or

Darken the dungeons of devil in me,

The profound thoughts leading

Thousands of questions,

With the depth of the heart

I pray , Let,

Peace prevail,

Empathy grow,

Kindness flourish,

Happiness spread,

Nature survive,

Forgiving the sins of human,

Let him shower his blessings as always…

The beauty of this life…

The beauty of this life

 throws our way the little 

smiles of innocence to 

drench us wet with the 

summer showers of love

engulfing the soul with its 

sweet smell of  petrichor

 and the long  forgotten 

nostalgic memories of simplicity…


#Daily prompt # Traditional # Fragrance

The fresh fragrance of the first blooms

transforms the senses clean,

The earthly fragrance of the first rains

transports the souls near to nature,

The divine fragrance of the holy shrine

triggers the hearts to its inner peace,

The pure fragrance of the country air

teases primitive memories awake,

The dusty fragrance of the past

traces traditional  connection of humanity,

To rejoice and relish this life to full…