A Moment With Dandelion

If only you will come to me 

Before you wither off in the slightest of the wind

If only you will talk to me 

Of how much you desire to remain in this world.

Talk to me of the longings of your heart

And I am ready to hear your song for eternity

Do not stare at me without a blink

For the time has dwindled down to a few moments.

Tell me your dreams 

That we might paint them together,

Brush strokes with myriad colors 

And splendor that no one can loot.

The occasion is now or never;

I promise to be kind with you

And hold your hand and whisper a song 

Till you take off with the breeze.

- Swapna

Inspired by 3WW

Incandescent Eyes

Written for OSI prompt : Incandescent



Let the dreams chase me for one day
For I shall stay awake tonight;
A pair of incandescent eyes
In wait for your return.

There wont be roses to welcome you
Nor any fancy lighting along stone ways;
Only the wild flowers to adore your path
And stars shining down to guide you.

I am  brooding in darkness
What makes you late?
The incandescence shimmering with hope
That you arrive safe.

Dance with me

Here is my Valentine Special....

Dance with me when I sing

The song of my heart

With the chirping of birds and the whistling wind

And the soft thuds of my heartbeat.

Dance with me when I sing

With the brook splashing droplets over pebbles,

Low rustles of leaves heard like a slow whisper

And the rest of the world stands in awe around us.

Dance with me when I sing

Embrace me with the sheen of golden rays

Like the graceful morning sun

And I shall sing the desires of my heart.

- Swapna

Wait for love

Desolate hours trickle by
Memories stagnate
In the ebbing currents of time.


My wait has been long
Shadows  lengthened
Yet my hope is fresh as a dew drop.


My mind follows you incessantly
In pursuit of my love
Until I get an answer.


My mind is set
There is no going back
You are my destiny.


Forgive me dear
For I am lost in love
Blinded and impassive for the moment.

The fallen log

Sometimes nice photos inspire me to write poems. Here is one such

The Fallen log

I am a fallen log in the backwaters of memories

Slowly drifting to the ocean with waves of time

I try to swim but my hands fail

Feeling numb with cold around.

I drown in the tears of yesterdays

Did someone notice? I fear not

I wait, an infinite wait

For a hand to pull me back.

Strong arms for my rescue

I dream of a pair to hold me tight

And then did I see a flash

That you came for my rescue afterall.

It’s a lost fight for me

I lose myself every minute, every moment

I lie here submerged in thoughts

That grow endless, bigger than the ocean.

I wish I could grow wings

To fly from here like a mighty bird

To the shores that kisses the reality

And my present; And find my self.