Butterflies garden

I started walking in the morning

To see the fog and breathe the fresh air

I climbed a lonesome hill hugged by clouds

I wanted to join them at the top

I saw many happy faces trekking down

Laughing and smiling as if life is full of joy

I wondered why I could not walk like them!

Without worries about an uncertain future

Without the thoughts about a painful past

Without the fear of
the tasks, I’ve to complete

Along the road, I saw a diversion

I stood for a while

I looked at the summit

Where my favorite clouds are waiting for me

With my seat on that sculptured rock unoccupied

I am eager to reach the summit

Before someone else, occupy my kingdom

But I was tempted by the scenery

Of an unknown, haunting path

Fully covered by overgrown grasses

But I saw the intention mark of tyres

Suggesting that someone recently traveled

Through that path

The trees had a weary look with no leaves

I saw the golden leaves scattered all around

I wondered, why I didn’t notice this path before?

I’ve climbed this hill so many times

I decided to see what’s there inside that beautiful wood

Though, I feared the presence of snakes and other reptiles

I walked through the path by following the tyre marks

As I kept moving, the sun started shining more

I saw some warehouses

But there was no one around

I was eager to go farther to see what is there

I saw the blue sky through a vast opening

As the trees ceased to exist

I saw a beautiful valley and a lake

The valley looked splendid with the array of roses

A vast area divided into sectors

Housing red, blue, white, yellow

And countless other types of roses

As I reached amidst the roses

I saw a jeep parked on the lakefront

An old man was sailing slowly in his boat

I think it was the gardener

As I looked around, I was stunned

At first glance, it looked like the rain of golden leaves

As I watched carefully, I realized

It’s a flock of Colourful butterflies, each a masterpiece

Flew down from the hill and took their fiefdoms

Each rose for a butterfly, peacefully closed their wings

Sipped the honey with pleasure

And then flapped their wings and flew up

Moving towards other roses

They resembled the migratory birds that travel in groups

With some butterflies, sticking in smaller groups

And enjoying lighter moments

I looked at the art patterns in their wings

Any painter will be proud of it to paint

These butterflies were enjoying their freedom

Flying with happiness as if nothing else matters

It looked as if a colony of butterflies

And I was like an intruder, but well welcomed

As some butterflies came and sat on me

As more and more of them kept coming

I chose to say goodbye to them and walked back

As I tracked back through that road

I noticed the humps of leaves spread across

The land beneath the trees

Those leaves were bed for thousands of butterflies

They left their bodies behind in this heaven

Their souls are still flying around

Don’t know where they are from

But they came here to their own paradise

A place to celebrate their short life

To enjoy and bid adieu to this world 

This poem is inspired by a video I saw on tv, which showed millions of butterflies traveling to a place together. The pictures are taken by drz and Stergo .

Messenger of Hope

There are phases in life

Where the smiles beckons you

Luck evades your path for long

Everything goes against your wishes

No plans take off for redemption

Feeling of despair overwhelms

Thoughts of failures loom large

Your hearts sinks into unruly depression

You wish for a helping hand

You pray harder for better luck

Waits for change in fortune

With seamless draining of tears in agony

There was need for money for Dave

Already slumped in depths of debts

With no one to approach for help

He sat with exasperation, with no hope

For all the help he did for others

At the time of distress, he did get back

Surprisingly, from the quarters he never expected

Cos god never leaves one to struggle for long

From nowhere he came

Someone who pave the way

To the shore of security

Someone with the words

Transforms the mentality

May be a stranger or friend

Send by god for changing destiny

“That’s the messenger of hope”

When he felt, there is no road ahead again

Sat on the bridge to jump into river

Passer by asked him, why are you doing so?

Dave said, I’ve no hopes left in life to live

Stranger said, son you came this far

You battled hard against the odds

May be your luck is just some steps away

Don’t faze, just give it a try, don’t give up

Dave walked back to life

Worked harder than ever before

Even when things went wrong, he kept his cool

Eventually he succeeded in his quest

He remembered that person

Who came from nowhere!

This life has lot to offer

You never know, what lies ahead

Just hang on in there

Cos for every downfall, there is a rise

For every struggle, there is a day of joy ahead

Some one will come to your life, to change destiny

That’s messenger of hope”

This is a poem inspired from a true incident told by a middle aged person,whom i met on a queue.I was about to return in disappointment,and he told this incident and asked me to go and see what is  in store for me.Luck or coincidence,i got my stuff sorted out that day.

Love

Love isn’t a sin, love isn’t a crime

There is no need to run away from it

Love is like a wind, it just flows into the heart

No matter, how much you try to avoid it

six feet under

Falling leaves