solitude

What is solitude?
Standing at the end of world
Looking at the calm ocean
Stretching to the blue sky
feeling its depth, storms and turmoil.

A single tree standing
right beside you
tall, graceful reaching for sky
You looking out at the ocean
With absolute peace reigning your soul.

Sharmishtha basu
1.06.10

meteor

ebony sky
dazzling streak flashes
a meteor falls

Sharmishtha basu
29.11.10

Window

the window opens
blue sky, river, hills call
pine trees stand tall

Sharmishtha basu
17.11.10

soaring soul

blue sky is calling out
its time to spread my wing
lose my self let ME out
is how my soul is responding.

White clouds are sailing by
gentle breeze is blowing
tempting me to kiss the sky
let my soul do some soaring.

Sharmishtha basu
11.11.10

the swan

a veil is slowly lifting up
a beauty awaits revelation
an elegant vision is waking up
To bedazzle our eyes.

a beauty awaits revelation,
Can you see it dear one?
To bedazzle our eyes.
the dream is coming to life.

Can you see it dear one?
the world awaits eagerly
the dream is coming to life.
swan spreading its wings.

the world awaits eagerly
world waits just to see
swan spreading its wings.
to kiss the ether blue.

world waits just to see
if her mighty wings are eager
to kiss the ether blue
and grace the world with her grace.
Sharmishtha basu
1.11.10

sunshine

sunshine and gold
blue sky with scattered pearls
green carpet below


Sharmishtha basu
20.10.10

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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perfect beauty 18.09.10
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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

moon and sky

Old moon rises in sky dark blue,
Stars show up one and two;
A silver crescent on azure hue,
Glittering diamonds twinkle too;
Every night but one it glows,
Just one night in month it sleeps;
So many shapes it takes and shows,
On moonless night the sky weeps;
Missing her constant companion,
Her tears drop as crystal dew;
Aching for the reunion,
Moon shows up fresh and new;
This happens once in thirty day,
They stay away for just one day.

Sharmishtha basu
1.1.10

Stories

coconut tree

Blue satin
Stitched with white lace
Spread far and wide
Resting against blue sky.

White sand reaches out
To feel its satin touch
A solitary coconut tree
Stands tall, looks beyond.

A green island far away
Covered with tall coconut groves
The ocean wind plays messenger
Shares their stories.

As it comes rushing across the sea,
Teasing, creating waves and ripples
To softly ruffle the trees
And share his stories.

Sharmishtha basu
8.08.10
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Stories 7.09.10

Waves come
Waves go
Wind whispers
Stories and tales
Fables reach out
From the land
Reaches the ear
Of ocean waves
Coconut groves
Whisper words
In the ears
Of rushing waves

Sharmishtha basu
7.09.10

climbing

there were moments when I felt
I just cant take a step further
The hill was too steep
The rock too slippery
Hardly any thing to hold on.

I scrambled on all my four
Dragged myself to the top
And stood there mesmerized
Spellbound and hypnotized
As the horizon unraveled.

Majestic mountains standing
Haughtily around me
A silence so deep
I felt I can touch it
No bird no beast was calling.

White clouds in deep blue sky
Were painting their own paintings
I stood there simply gawking
At that scene of lifetime.

The road

A dusty red road
Twisting and turning
Through the elegant trees
covered With multicoloured leaves
whispering and playing
in the soft autumn breeze
Playing and teasing the calm road
That lies still peacefully.

Who cares where it goes
Who cares what’s in the end
Right here is where its now
Right here is where it looks
As pretty as a beautiful painting
Both side lined by graceful trees
Shadow and sunlight painting a scene
As it lies stretched under blue canopy.