Autumn Newness

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To autumn,
To rebirth,
To newness,
To beginnings.

To change,
To hope,
To beauty,
To peace.

To renewal,
To promises,
To believes,
To confidence.

To smiles,
To happiness,
To fulfillment,
To enjoyment.

To bonds,
To humour,
To games,
To chemistry.

To colleagues,
To lunches,
To conversations,
To friendships.

To Infatuations,
To coffees,
To dates,
To love.

To distances,
To missings,
To wishes,
To stories.

To hopes,
To destiny,
To fate,
To worthiness.

Written as part of OctPoWriMo Writing Prompt Day 5: Autumn Poetry


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Sweet treats galore
Brings the weekend near
Packed with festivities
And few more holidays.

It started already today
With meeting the dear ones
Seeing the smiles of mama
As she met her brother dear.

Chocolate I indulge in often
Then bake it in my favorite cake
Sometimes, little tangy sour
Sometimes, heavenly sin it is.

This weekend might be different
For a new friend just went off
Infatuation is making inroads
Spent it will be, thinking alone.

Conversations give me sweet smiles
He pulls me near, by pulling pranks
In a new place, I found hopes somehow
Autumn break I like, yet soul will search.

Amidst the poems, and some work
Sweet will be the smile of remembrance
Of moments the mid week brought along
Amidst games, found some love intact.

Written as part of OctPoWriMo Writing Prompt Day 3: Its Friday… SWEET


Tender Febraury

The soft ray of light coming across that window pane gives a smile. Holding on to that cup of coffee, I feel a  warm happiness within. The season change spelled a time change. It  was having it’s effect as the new month arrived. The one, people associated with love. For me, it was about friends and some moments of laughs with their sun-shines.  Memories of this month were always filled with affection. Be it decades back, or sometimes just years back.  Unions of love, of smiles, of laughs, of new born, of jolly.  Yearnings of the time that went by, and dreams of someday when laughter acquires different meanings.  A desire, a lost affair, a clinging, a loss and in between it all, I decide to give it all away, to move on.  Resurrection of the lost form, resolve to work like it all ends today, to finalize what I undertook.

Smiling at the rose petals that fall,
I ask the ray what you give and take,
I realize that lost I have many times,
But in all this, I was missing on me.

“I miss you” are words that come to me,
As I surf through old memories, and pictures,
Of the smile, and the carelessness inscribed,
Of the innocence, that didn’t worry of hurts.

Life took its turn, as maturity started creeping,
I am still lost in search of identity I make,
Yet, missed is the person, who stood for happiness,
Even when all that people saw was despair.

Time changed, season changed, and I stood still,
Then the wind blew,  taking me to a different land,
Where golden spoon gave way to just one’s own hand,
And I cultivate land not knowing what to find now.

Creativity smiled, and gave me the pen,
I still relish it like a dream eternal,
But life seeks more from the person within,
And await a day when sadness creeps away.

Month of resolves, and of love all around,
It left me with lot of light mindedness,
And missions to be accomplished, alone
Delightfully I resolved to see the year ahead.


Written as part of the Month of The Year Writing Prompt-2012-Season 3.

Also Prompted @ DVerse, OSI, The Sunday Whirl, Easy Street Prompts, Poets United