The emotional trip..

Cooling, soothing, balming, refreshing and pacifying,
Like a mothers lullaby,
Caring, affectionate, compassionate and caressing,
Feeling an amalgamation of a father’s love personify,
Ardent, doting, enamored and fervent,
A love struck beholder, identifies,
Love, emotions, feelings surge and intensify,
As we relate to the magnificent flowers, the beauty of which magnifies !!

-Deepika

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The Dance..

Kissing the mesmerizing white beauties,
Inviting them with a gentle murmur,
To dance and sway to the rhythm of the cool breeze,
Were, the cute little tiny butterflies..
Accepting and joining them by swaying on their tippy toes,
Resonating with a golden smile and glittery glows,
The white beauties swayed with the dancing butterflies,
Swerving and crooning to nature’s musical echoes.

Standing tall and bidding goodbye,
To their new found friends
who just flew by,
Enjoying their date with the cute tiny butterflies,
Standing tall, longingly, looking towards the blue skies !!

-Deepika

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Hibernation..

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When the clouds loaded themselves on to the sky,
When the birds hopped and flew to trees, chirping by,
When the leaves scattered and the wind blew and
There were fresh droplets of water pearls in the morning dew.

When there were flowers blooming and swaying, kissing the horizon,
My little mind and the writer in me, wanted to capture the innate beauty of the carnations,
The little devil in me bore a blank expression, unable to sprout a thought of imagination…

Complete darkness and absolute stillness,
Where the thoughts were in a state of perfect numbness,
They refused to flow out of the deep dungeon,
For, they were severely and acutely drought stricken.

An internal rupture of the crust of thoughts and emotions,
Is what it took to shake up the volcanic imaginations,
The slumbering thoughts erupting to ooze out the lava of a writers imaginations,
Hope my creative writing does not, yet again enter the state of hibernation !!

-Deepika

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