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Friday, January 31, 2014

By My Light

Brimming with pride I stand afar
Watching, heating the night
O that the darkness extinguish
By my light...

O heart that doth heap me praise
I hear thy voice ring in thy grace
In waves of hope thy fire trails
In waves of hope thy fire trails

O light of the dark
Once lit up my life
and troubled my heart
to bleed in thy tear

O heart that doth heap me praise
I hear thy voice ring in thy grace
In waves of hope thy fire trails
In waves of hope thy fire trails

The darkness of night you lit up with clear
Unending simmer of a dimness not feared.

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Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Happy Chinese New Year 2014

Happy Chinese New Year 2014 to all my friends out there and a little something from me to you :-

Shobana says :- Embellishing blossoms of pink and red, may there be the prosperity of wealth and peace, harmony and strength to oversee and embrace this year with speed and courage just like the Wooden Horse which this year brings.

Happy Holidays everyone.

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Have a Nice Day

So there was talk among the clouds if the sun would shine today  :)
Would it be gloomy or a little stubborn to show a little glee to the passers by below?

A passing cloud all ready to cry passed a few fellow mates who snapped and blew at it disturbed..
"Don't you dare shed a tear cause I'm in no mood to wet the world"
Huff and puff they blew and the cloud just got caught up in their view and disappeared without a tear..
And dance they did - the clouds that brought a little cheer to the world..

Sometimes you wonder if you want to be that little cloud with the tear
and bring on gloom with an untidy broom and try to steer and clear.
No matter how you try if you spread your gloom you will be remembered for the tear


Other times you wonder if you spread some cheer instead
and bring the sun among the folks who need them most my dear
No matter how you try you will be known by the smile you lit in their eyes
and followed through every where you go with a handy laugh in your gear..

Have a nice day everyone and thank you for stopping by - shobana

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Wednesday, January 15, 2014

I am the Order of Peace

Dove : Dove of Peace. Retro styled illustration.

Storms of hope I wish thee dwell
In hearts unlit by light
Storms awake the hours of still
And break the yoke of night
I brace thee strife and drift alive
and peace within uphold.

I am the order of Peace
I dwell in the wings that cease
To fly above in heaven's sight
And lift my joy and pride.

I walk ahead in Silence
Over footpaths left un-thread
And cease to keep within its confines
The vision of my Glory

For to seek is to hope and to hope is to live - shobana

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Monday, January 13, 2014

As Ancient As Me

karlstejn castle

Topple me over with wings
Untie the rope that clings
I am a castle down by the sea
and held upright by the people you see

Take a walk down the hill
Sloping and lopsided it stills
the footpaths that trudge the narrowed path
that takes me up again to be seen

Bowed down with beauty and chains
I once held the chambermaid's quilt
I heard it said
She ran away with the guest
who visited the Castle you see...

Reflected against a lake I bemoan
The drudgery of the cold
If you take a step to the right of my zone
You'll see me disguised by the tree..

I am the Castle that holds
many secrets and places of old
With rooms so wide
I can hide a bride who has
taken a lover in the quiet...

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Friday, January 10, 2014


am an endangered paradise
trickling with strangers that pride
of taking my breathtaking beauty aside
and making me known to the world..

are the beauty that hides
within clear waters that glide

Mountains - do they sometimes arise
when the world just breaks down and cry
and do those waters that run down your eye
glide into streams of life...

Just as the waterfalls pride
Of a stream that lies beneath the gushes of spring
where colors collide and blueprints are dyed
Rock of all ages beside...

Makers of the earth born so free
Will one day walk down that line
Where beauty and the blisters of the sea
encounter in a timeless quiet disguise..

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Wednesday, January 8, 2014

The Last Avenue

Valley : view of the biblical Mount Tabor and the Arab villages at its foot

Breathtaking somewhat distant where roams her eye
Sweet paradise disappearing from clear sight
Walking, she picks a lullaby
While taking steps that equaled her conquered style
and that of a wanderer..

Traipsing among clustered growth, she weeds away her time
Tipping along a pebble that cut her grime filled sole
Echos of the distant keep her trudging along her route
To the distant - the last avenue she once knew..

Frame the glory that took her by a storm
of a heave and a sigh did she leave after her adorn
A quiet rapture that tickles her thoughts on fire
The Last Avenue - the distant thunder is now no more..

Que sera - someday it shall be so
The wanderer and me,  a quieted soul among the old..

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Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Stealing Sunset

beautiful sunset

Have you ever wondered, how the sky seems so glued to the crimson of its hue
Have you ever tried reaching into spaces of clouds and never touching one
Have you seen the blues like a sunset drumming a few colors outstanding, sometimes
even clambering for your attention like its dues...

She stands alone watching little sparks of brown reaching through the pocket of the skies
Purple shades that bring out little sparks of white
Have you ever stood watching the skies enfolding a vision of music like it is lit up above
Listen...an orchestra is lit
Singing playful songs, embracing tasteful colors and taking a bow on sunset drowned...

Stealing Sunset, watched by its maiden show
Embracing dark ...

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Thursday, January 2, 2014

The Wondrous World of You and Me

Canyon River stock photo

Stretching high it bid me come
Climbing tall I wake to morn
As I walk its holy trail
I look up ahead
and see the beauty he made me wait..

For in darkness - do you see
Or hidden - would you peep

For if I was wonderless
Would you ever have found me
Creating a creak on a bold reddened earth

For if I had no beauty
Would you have listened intently
Or would you have basked at my gail of mirth

They say a smile says many things in common
And sometimes it means adieu
For if I never gave you my smile
Like the morning rise of the sun
Or the evening set of a camouflaged world 
Would you still sleep undisturbed...

Waters falling, a creek divides
Catches streaming all in a file
The wondrous world of you and me
I bid you see...


Goddess of Song

My Poem "Goddess of Song" was accepted and published in the February 2018 issue of the Enchanted Conversation Magazine :- Read...