flower on rock

blue and gold smile
in the shelter of gray stone
power shelters love

Sharmishtha basu
19.11.10

autumn

the feeling is here
in the morning air
in the late night chill
autumn is near.

in the morning air
on the soft grass
dew drops scatter
to announce her arrival.

on the soft grass
night flowers scatter
soft white petals
scattered like pearls.

night flowers scatter
wind is heavy with fragrance
crispy clear sun rays
shower down on earth.

wind is heavy with fragrance
fragrance of morning dew
fragrance of night flowers
and the flowers to bloom.

Sharmishtha basu
24.09.10

Nature and man

Invisible and visible fingers
Together have created
A magic on earth
Green, tall trees
Huddled together
A balm for hurting eyes
Deepest hue of emerald and green
Stand like sentry, against azure blue.

A spread made by visible fingers
Lies at their feet
A garden of flowers
A man made dream
Pink, red, white, yellow, purple
Every colour, every shade
Plays like happy children
Under watchful eyes of the trees.

Sharmishtha basu
8.8.10

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a flower farm
lying in arms
of wilderness
man and nature
painting together

sprinkled seeds
create a river coloured
red, blue, pink, ochre
nature paints her part
tall green woods, velvet grass

Sharmishtha basu
18.09.10

neglected

A riot of colours
Red, pink, white
Lying deserted
On a concrete slab.

What’s the story?
A broken heart?
A forgetful mind?
Ignored beauty?

By Sharmishtha basu
8.8.10

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soft petals
red and white
bruised by
harsh concrete
neglected
deserted
shed tears.

who left them behind?
forgetful mind?
broken heart?
mysterious lover?
they wait
for a hand
to take them home

Sharmishtha basu
18.09.10

Aqua Marina

Aqua Marina

Aqua marina smiles
blue Petals glow
droplets of waves
sparkling crystals
decorating velvet green.

Under the azurine sky
Snowy peaks
touching clouds
Pieces of ocean
Stitched in earth’s gown.


Sharmishtha basu
1.09.10


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Blue poppies

A piece of heaven
A piece of sapphire
With a body and life
I never thought
Something so beautiful
Existed in earth.
They spread across
The valleys and mountains
Hundreds and hundreds
Beautiful dream.


Sharmishtha basu
29.08.10

Golden fairy

I saw her pouting
A fragile golden winged being
Sun has woken her up
And reported a theft.

He said the roses have stolen
The ruby of her lips
Sky has stolen
Crystal blue from her eyes.

Sunflower and daisies
Committed the sin
Took away a tiny bit
Of her lock’s gold.

She sat there pouting first
Then she laughed out loud
Laughing like a nightingale
She flew back to moon.

Writer sharmishtha basu
http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2010/08/07/golden-fairy/

wilderness

“You will never forget it
Will thank me forever
For showing it to you
Just go don’t stand here!”
I walked away a bit skeptic.

Never did I thought
Heaven was waiting for me
Down in that valley
Full of spring flowers.

Red, blue, yellow, pink
Name a colour- it was there
Bobbing their pretty heads
In the morning breeze.

Hiding in the deep green
Ocean of softest grass
Playing hide and seek
With childish abandon.

As I stood there staring
A bunch of deer joined me
Looking at me with wide eyes
As they grazed in the valley.

Path in wood

A narrow dusty road
Half hidden
Half visible
Tries to search it way
Through the cluster
Of trees, bushes and shrubs.
It runs around them
Plays hide and seek
Tries to dodge its way
Through the mystery woods.

A part of its heart
Yearns to stay
To play with the green
To lie in its shadow
The other part knows
It will have to move
Its destiny is to reach
Its final destination
So it plays and travels
Through the beloved woods.

http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2010/07/01/path-in-wood/
sharmishtha basu

cherub

He sits on a white cloud
His mauve robe waving
In the night breeze
A palette of multiple colours
Lies eagerly beside him

He paints the petals
Red, blue, orange, white
To his wildest fancy
To his deepest imagination
Then he scatters them down

The forest fairies wait below
They scoop up all of them
Then they go out and play
Decorating trees, shrubs, bushes
With those rainbow flowers.

Moon and cherub go to sleep
Sun and earth awakes
Beauty and splendour awaits
To greet them in the dawn
The rainbow spread on earth.

http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2010/06/30/the-cherub/

sharmishtha basu

Humming bird

Waking up the sleeping flowers
By his soft sweet hum
His wings flutter in frenzy
His tiny beak soaks their honey
He flies from one to the other
Softly singing songs of love
So small yet so strong
For love rules his soul

http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2010/06/30/humming-bird/
sharmishtha basu