Day-8 OctPoWriMo-2019
Prompt: Scent
Form: Free Verse
image:Sneha
Time stands still as life shifts in phases
Memories stealthily invade in hiccups
There are moments which are firmly clasped
And there are those which have moved with sands of time.
I remember so many of those scents of different hues and shapes
The fragrance of summers in the luscious mangoes and jasmine buds
The splashes of colors of the marigold and chrysanthemums garlands.
There is that silent knight in the shimmering waves
Bringing petrichor on its wings
The smell of burning earth enveloped in pearly drops.
The scent of childhood and the air of festivities
The burning of incense and the smile of a child at a temple doorsteps
My soul transcends as I remember the aroma of my grandmother's delicacies
Her soft eyes and her affectionate smiles...a fragrance of love effortless.
There is happiness in the scent of life
When sweet memories leave their footprints
The heart stays transfixed in sepia shaded reminiscences.
Participating in :OctPoWriMo-2019
Prompt: Scent
Form: Free Verse
Time stands still as life shifts in phases
Memories stealthily invade in hiccups
There are moments which are firmly clasped
And there are those which have moved with sands of time.
I remember so many of those scents of different hues and shapes
The fragrance of summers in the luscious mangoes and jasmine buds
The splashes of colors of the marigold and chrysanthemums garlands.
There is that silent knight in the shimmering waves
Bringing petrichor on its wings
The smell of burning earth enveloped in pearly drops.
The scent of childhood and the air of festivities
The burning of incense and the smile of a child at a temple doorsteps
My soul transcends as I remember the aroma of my grandmother's delicacies
Her soft eyes and her affectionate smiles...a fragrance of love effortless.
There is happiness in the scent of life
When sweet memories leave their footprints
The heart stays transfixed in sepia shaded reminiscences.
Participating in :OctPoWriMo-2019
We both have somewhat overlapping memories! Lovely!
ReplyDeleteWe belong to the same fragrant land and so we share many memories. Thank you Punam :)
DeleteI love your use of words that evoke such imagery!
ReplyDeleteThank you very much :)
DeleteSuch exquisite lines:
ReplyDelete"My soul transcends as I remember the aroma of my grandmother's delicacies
Her soft eyes and her affectionate smiles...a fragrance of love effortless."
Glad you liked it. Thank you :)
DeleteThe poem is as rich in scents as your homepage here is rich in beautiful picturs. A feast to behold.
ReplyDeleteI am glad you liked the home page. I cannot post a poem without a pic. Thank you for passing by :)
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