Adventure

Gravitational pull…

Pushed by thrill of adventure

He rides the strong waves.

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Swoop

The eagle’s sharp eyes

takes note of movement on ground…

sends it swooping down.

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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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One Morning

At the horizon
Clouds form dark blotch early morn...
Coolness of the breeze.

Coolness of the breeze
Caresses her closed closed eyelids..
Respite from the heat.

Respite from the heat
Invites an amorous dream..
A clap of thunder.

A clap of thunder
Rude awakening,invites mourn...
End of a sweet dream. 

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https://ronovanwrites.com/2021/04/19/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-354-form-and-mourn/

Twilight in City

Glowing neon signs

Defy twilight’s fading light..

Chirp outside the pub.

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https://ronovanwrites.com/2021/03/22/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-350-chirp-and-twilight/

Onset Of Spring At The Border

Hazy reflections…..

Crows gather to remember

The gifts of summer

Sound of planes scatter the birds

Melting snow brings back fighters.

PS : It is often the case at the borders of neighbouring countries; the start of spring results in molten snow and hostilities between the troops resume. The skirmish, after the lull of winter leads to a sort of confusion and anxiety amongst the flora and fauna and i have associated the scattered birds and the blackening flower with this anxiety.

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