A Fallen cloud

It was a stormy twilight,
Cold and dark,
Light’s whiplashes descended,
Earth in pain screamed .
Deafening thunder!
In to the chaos ,
A tiny Life was born,
Weeping!
there She was,
Like a fallen cloud.
Timid and afraid,
She clenched to nature’s bosoms,
seeking warmth.
The Mother was in agony!
and the Life was soft and fragile.
No pain stopped the Mother,
from nurturing her.
She grew.
Little fingers wrapped around the mother’s.
She slowly took tiny steps.
To see the world,
The colors , the sparkles, the rainbows!
The wounded mother –
aspired to see the Life ,rejuvenating!
Slowly the Mother’s dreams got wings.
Her Life soared in to the sky-
As a Majestic cloud.
to be a shade to many,
to quench the thirst of many.
The mother,The earth ,
Looking at that Life,
held her head high !

Happy Reading 🙂
— Priya Pramod

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Love

Love is the bridge between you and everything ~ Rumi.

Some times, Love blooms like a Flower,
Splashing colors,
Short and sweet.

Some times ,Love comes like the Full Moon,
In the cold ,
Drenching you with warm silvery light .

Some times, Love comes like a gushing River,
Fierce and loud ,
Overflowing the banks.

Some times, Love is like the great Ocean,
Boundless and Deep ;
That’s when you walk towards it,
to feel the waves.
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& Happy Reading 🙂

– Priya Pramod

Dance of life

As light and shadow races,
the pupil shrinks and expands.
A dance to vision ;
The beauty unravels!

As the sky pours down,
the leaves sway .
A dance to nature;
The scent of soil!

As the mind wanders ,
Thought bubbles rise and pop.
A dance to wisdom;
The wonder of consciousness!

As love fills the soul ,
Two hearts jump into a rhythm.
A dance to union; 
The joy of togetherness! 

As a tiny life awaits ,
the womb contracts and relaxes .
A dance to birth ;
Aah! The marvel of life ! 

-Priya Pramod

Happy Reading!

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Silence

No words uttered.
You just be You.
Unhindered .
Brimming with your dignity.
A mark of respect to many.
No matter they deserve it or not.
That’s Your answer .
A thoughtful one.
At times,
Silence is powerful.

Happy Reading!!
–
Priya Pramod.

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Selfless.

Poison spewed into the air ,
that She gave them to breathe.
Her water was clogged ,
with synthetic dirt,they spit.
So was Her soil,with detritus.
She was screaming to stop.
Nobody heard.
She was exploited.
They celebrated.

Enough is enough ,
The Nature intervened.
They all ran and hid,
And She started to Heal.
But Her soul still aches,
For Them!
How cannot She ?

— Positively 🙂
Priya Pramod.
Stay Safe Dear Ones !

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