Ashes in the Wind

And here comes the dusk uninvited to the burning ground

Breaching hesitations covered with the red tears

Ashes in the wind, trying to find a home in this dark abyss

All that smoke can be – to wander in its rusty nomadic home

Sparks from the fumes where the smoky flames were kindled

All that fire could torch was the form of expression

The forbidden bushes where denial rules and writhes

As a light feather the soul floats wandering paralyzed

Leaving transparent shadows of mysterious reality

The winds have covered a thousand cries beneath

A roaring widow, a hissing mother of a single child

Grappling with the wounds, assuming the being will survive

Look deep within the hollow immortal, give a reason to exist

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Daily Prompt: Flames
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Happyness

I am watching television
Suddenly something’s different

Tingles, like butterflies on my palm
His fingers ticking them,
with movements calm

I look at him, see his lovely smiles
This is happiness, will go for miles

Then suddenly I wonder
Deeply ponder

My poetry is always grumpy
Trying to overcome the sulky

Coz when I am happy
I am just super thrilled

Like the meadows
Unfolding the rainbows

Like beauty to the breath
And joy to the sight

Filled with words
Don’t know which one to write

Its not that I am sad
I just write when I am mad

Coz when I am happy
I am living each moment

Preserving the moods,
The Happyness quotient

Dated: Sept 7, 2014

My friend asked me why do I write sad poetry more often than I write happy ones – hopefully he knows now – this is why!
Would also want to mention that the words ‘Happyness’ comes from the movie ‘Pursuit of Happyness’. Simply loved the idea behind NOT spelling it right deliberately (:


Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj