Dark cloak of the night
Punctured intermittently-
Glow of fireflies
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Author: gdutta17
Born in the year 1968, my childhood was spent amidst the beautiful scenic landscape of a small town in India, Ranchi. Though an engineer by qualification, reading, writing and cooking are my passions. Another thing that I am passionate about is my country, India. As they say, a lifetime is probably not enough to explore the whole of India. Currently based in Kolkata, I can be reached at gdutta17@gmail.com.
Adventure
Gravitational pull…
Pushed by thrill of adventure
He rides the strong waves.
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Womb
Developing inside
womb,a protecting refuge…
smile succeeds the pain.
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https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2021/08/10/tanka-tuesday-weekly-poetry-challenge-no-238-synonymsonly/
Swoop
The eagle’s sharp eyes
takes note of movement on ground…
sends it swooping down.
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Hit
A plot woven thick…
Accolades on his website
Superhit thriller
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Tender
He who feels your pain
Must have a heart that’s tender..
A stone never melts
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Monsoon
Onset of monsoon…
Dust, dirt scattered over land
Dragged on and displaced.
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Monsoon Season
Monsoon reaches land…
Rise and ebb of sunlight
Hidden behind clouds
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Melody
Since long some music floats in air Unknowingly, my eyes get filled with tears. Relationships long lost, remember me today. Nostalgia of bygone times hum a tune in the head. The voices of childhood woven in my dreams. The ice-cream vendor’s voice and the induced craving. Why have the raindrops lost their mellifluous voice? Does your absence make them so listless? The journey continues, some more miles before I rest. May strains of some happy music be my journey’s mate. PS : The picture brought about a whirlwind of thoughts inside my head, which refused to be subjugated into some sort of rhythmic flow. The original of the lines produced here came to me in the form of a ghazal in Hindi. I have translated them.
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https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/05/31/what-do-you-see-84-may-31st-2021/
A Friend of Trees
On 21st May 2021, India lost a personality who would probably rank as one among many of its great sons. Sundarlal Bahuguna was a visionary who understood the value of a trees and how preventing their mindless felling would go a long way to improve the environment at large. His unique movement was named “Chipko”, literally meaning “Glued”, in which he inspired ordinary women from the villages of India to hug a tree each, thereby preventing men from cutting down the tree. A true believer in Gandhian principles of non-violence, this was a peaceful way to protest the mindless felling of trees. We certainly need more such “friends of trees” in today’s world. Mission to save trees- Simple folks inspired to act Peaceful protest.
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https://onewomansquest.org/2021/05/24/vjs-weekly-challenge-trees/
Straight From My Heart 