A palatial domicile, you had dreamed of,
in your compound trees, ornate
with pretty swaying twigs, full of greens,
the dawn sun in its glow of saffron,
chirping and singing birds having wings
of varying hues as a palatal feast for the eyes.
A happy home was in your imagination,
affectionate home mates, tangy food,
clothing of your liking, travel style of your choice
sizable rooms, costly seating in the sitting,cosy beds,
A.C.to keep your body driving away the hot feeling,
a loving partner, adjusting and bearing your ire.
But ifs and buts rule your physique and psyche,
if your grey matter revolves in the orbit of gloom,
if desires wear the coat of irk and distress and
if your pals, partners or progeny build an invisible
fencing around you, you will repel them
covertly, then gloom will be your mind’s emperor.
So, be in love with the stars blinking at you,
with the grin of the moon,the lovely birds,
the beautiful blooms, the glassy pond-liquid,
lotuses and lilies in friendship, the swimming Pisces,
and make such things your worries’ erasers,
all pull your minds to reside with them.
A lovey poem of overcoming the hurdles of life with beauty. Thank you for joining us.
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DeleteAdvice, perhaps, against the grief one feels if one doesn't find life like imagination? For "What's Going On?" please include a link here to the prompt. Thank you.
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Deletepowerful writing.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mary.
DeleteThis is a beautiful poem, with wonderful imagery. I most love the closing stanza, which lifts the heart with all of the beauties that keep our hearts afloat.
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DeleteThank you, Sherry.
DeleteBeautiful poem of rising above adversity.
ReplyDeleteThank you, S.G for the visit and comment.
ReplyDeleteI am visiting your blog after a long time! Nice poem. You have captured well the contrast between our dreams and inner struggles. I liked the closing lines encouraging us to find peace in nature’s embrace.
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