Stage

 

Deal

 

My moon

 

Manipulate

 

Reflections

Breeze peeps 

Vibrance reflects.

How about you? 

 

Thirst

The Summer's ache 

Poking in thirst, 

the monsoon's heart, to shake.

This undying need, 

wanting solace more than greed

Oh my darling clouds, 

just entwine,

Wrap up in dark dusk,

Hide that piercing sunshine,

Soak us in your pleasure, 

To know the mirth of 

rain beyond measure.

Art : Self, Acrylic on canvas 

Hope

The light of new 

With these 

florescent leaves few

Perched on branches, 

summer parched 

Leaving hope to bind 

with every watching eye 

that finds.

Song

 

Parched

 

Lithe

 

Speck

 

Fling!

You are no flimsy fling
Have I become an entangled chime? 
To not feel your breezy wind  

A blink of your eye deafens my cacophony 
A drop feels like an ocean 

being in the sea 

of your love and grace
Where will l want to go 

when you are already here?
Looking to be poured into 

when am already full of you. 

Scar..let

A white pebble rolled 

On green moss stained in gold 

Grey lines wrinkled brown rocks 

Fragile pink panes noisily talked 

Blue eyes watered her cherry cheeks 

Vermilion hopes looking oblique 

Yellow blossoms nudged her bosom 

Caressing her scarlet dreams

Her strength soared, a soft scream

~Subha 

Us

 

Pink prism

 

Colour

 

Surrender

I saw flawed punctuations on clouds 

that wove arty tapestries.

Scribbles of grey pastel strokes on shy skies

simmered the endurance of a summer soaked mountain 

Nature's infinite lexicon of wonders

tacitly touched my heart

pregnant with mirth and

whispered "surrender"!

Shiv!!

 

Full moon!

Dusted by your light,

warmed by your coolness,

Your impeccable vast roundedness

scrapes my mind's narrow furrows. 

Blissfully swooned

by your mellow flow of mystic white magic,

Woo me more my moon! 

To be awake in my sleep, 

To sink in your love, deep.

Tender

 

Meditation

 

Jai Shree Ram

When folded hands and closed eyes open soul doors 
When just an utterance of your name stabs heart sores and lets it soar
Sitting with smiling eyes and glistening smiles, on the floor
Watching your gentle gait and 

gaze of love pour into my core
I am no Agastya or Ahalya oh Rama! 

Just a lost leaf of a tree 

waiting to be lost in you 

Oh Purushottama!! 🙏✨
-Subha 

🙇🙏