In the depths of sea,In the deepest of trenches,In places unseen…
Absence of Virtue,is the source of all Evil.Candles kill the Dark.
He was there always,watching all your steps; yet Younever asked for help.
Now the Sun goes downand We grieve over that WhichWe never cherished.
If you can’t give the lantern kerosene, don’t ask It to give you light.
Note: I am sorry I haven’t posted any proper poem since long. I have been unable to come up with an idea I can expand into a longer post. Also, my Sapphire series has been on a hold since quite some time. But I will surely get back to it soon. Thank you for understanding!Continue reading “Flickering Candle #Haiku”
It’s a Fresh morning Sunlight spilling onto trees, Shining bright golden
The Smell of old book, Mingling with the petrichor, A Reader’s heaven
Clouds trap sunshine, Burning dazzling fiery red, Sunlight now escapes.
Winds dragging SunlightSwimming with the dusty clouds,Exploring the skies…
Chirping of Sparrows, Enchanting glimmer of sunshine, A fresh new start.
The mighty tall rock, Standing under blazing sun. Unmoving strength. -Ishaan
Ink gently flowing,Onto the blotchless white sheet.poet’s fantasy
The dazzling moonlight,Drenching the sprawling wide moors,Turning grass silver -Ishaan
Have you ever observed something peculiar and humorous?
I did today.
Yes, he was always crying. They just never knew it. Because he was Underwater. –Ishaan