04 Mar

Some sounds that sing to me in sleep
The wind rustling
The crash of waves
The rain streaming
Down from the eaves.

mppn thru palm fronds
Some scenes that stoke a joyful sigh
A baby smiling
A branch that sways
The moon squinting
Through the palm leaves.

pindari sunrise-1
Some canvases that are mine to keep
A glorious sunrise
Behind high blue ranges
A patch of colour
In a stretch of snow.

Some glimpses that stir me deep
Rage filled eyes
A child that cringes
Pain’s slow pallor
Death’s closing door.


Posted by on March 4, 2013 in Poetry


4 responses to “Somethings

  1. Sue Dreamwalker

    March 8, 2013 at 8:26

    Beautiful images especially the canvas to keep.. As good as our memories are, I love to flick through old photo albums and remember the joy of the moment captured forever within a single time frame.. Which would have been lost forever… Especially the smile of a baby and the laugh of a child.. Treasures beyond compare……….
    Wishing you well Nadira…
    Love and Peace

  2. becca givens

    March 6, 2013 at 8:26

    Wonderful images weaved throughout … I enjoyed the direction of it as well as poignancy. Thank you for sharing!

  3. P C Jain

    March 5, 2013 at 8:26

    enjoyed the sweet poem with befitting visuals tks

  4. Personal Concerns

    March 4, 2013 at 8:26

    lovely images these words evoke… usual!


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