Crumpled Papers

A poetry based on wordprompt from #whistpr image from Unsplash 

Time

            Image from Unsplash 

Conserve

Catch every drop of rain as possible

On ponds, lakes, and water tanks

Necessity of water is increasing

Saline water is not the alternative

Earth needs cooling with rainwater

Raging thirst of humans is a threat

Vast arable lands can turn green

Even bring birds back

A poem based on word prompt from #wordsoupdaily

Guardians of the River

 Two men unboarded the last bus to the village

Right after the bridge after 11 pm

After watching a movie in the town

They walked with torch showing the path

On a pitch-dark night

The frogs and crickets in the paddy fields

Let their presence known

They saw two strangers at the river bathing ghat

They jumped into the river and swam merrily

They asked, do you want to join us?

It is serene with cold water

The men asked the strangers

Who are you? We have never seen you before

Strangers laughed and spoke

We are the guardians of this river

For many years now

The men realized that their villagers used to remind them

If two men ask them to join in the river at night

Never jump into the river

As those were the ghosts of men drowned

In the river

So fond of swimming in that river

The men started running in fear and climbed the hill

They lost their torch and direction

The ghosts screamed and chased them

One of the men fell unconscious

The other somehow reached home

Those strangers still wait for people at night

At the bathing ghat

The legend continued and many more people

Saw the ghosts at night and ran for their lives 

This poem is based on a legend in my village. Image from iStock !

Do I Love Her?

 I am on a long walk 

through the cobblestone road

at the middle of the night 

when the streetlights 

refused to show me the way 

the moon came to my rescue 

even on this rainy day, to my surprise!

Where am I going?

I don't know  

All I know is that I will walk 

as long as my legs don't tire down 

My spirits are on the high 

as I threw my umbrella

to walk through this chilly rain

I wonder if I am mad!

But I feel so excited 

I asked myself 

Do I love her? 

I am in search of an answer 

I feel she's walking alongside me 

smiling and laughing cutely 

I can hear her singing a song 

She shared with me earlier 

The more I walked 

All I see is her fluttering around

Like a butterfly 

I don't know why her smile is 

flashing in my heart 

Is she an angel?

Why am I crazy about her?

I tried to walk so far 

To see if she remains in my mind 

All i am thinking is about her

Oh my heart, tell me now

Do I love her? 

I found this poem in my old handwritten poetry book.Image from istockphoto.com