LITTLE FLOWER IN A FURROW

 I was passing by,
One morning,
 A little flower in a furrow
 I saw, peeping at me;
Soft lavender color,
Tender and fragile,
 Flaunting four tiny petals,
A miniscule golden ball,
Her belly button;
Mesmerized, I watched,
Wondered,
Chuckled;
I wanted to touch her,
With my moistened lips,
Caress her glossy folds;
To-morrow!
I cried out and hurried my steps;
Following sunrise,
The furrow was barren,
My eyes wept for her;
In a puddle,
Pale, on her tummy,
 Lifeless and floppy,
The little flower
Floated in rain water;
 Queen for a day, memorable forever,
She won the heart of a joker.

Anita Bacha

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SPRING IS HERE

With a magic splash of fresh paints,

Trees and plants,
Grim and dark,
With a spark,  
Into emerald green, are changed,
 Donned is the sky in glistening blue,
 Splendid and meek, the golden sun,
 Flirts jauntily,
 Budding flowers kissing delicately,
Coaxing beauty in the fun;
As spring plays with colors,
With the melodious songs of birds,
With the waltz of cheery butterflies,
With the noble heart of man,
New hopes, like fresh petals unbolt,
Blossom gaily in the garden of life .
– Anita Bacha –

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Leaves 

Leaves                                    
 Sometimes leaves fall,
Sometimes leaves are dropped,
 The leaves do not grow back,
The tree stands stripped,
 But, if its roots and stem are strong,
New leaves will bud and blossom;
Sometimes loved ones sever the bond,
Sometimes people make them go,
 The loved ones wane in oblivion,
We stay alive, bare;
But, if our heart and our urge are selfless,
New relations will emerge and bloom.

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IF

IF

If I were a flower for the joy of being a flower,

A leaf for being a leaf;

If I were a stem;

If I were a leaf and a stem to dress up a flower;

If I were a flower that you will place on your heart;

If I were all sleek and purple petals,

Petals to cover the nudity of a flower;

If I were a flower that you will place on your heart;

If I were the eyelids for the delight of being the eyelids,

The lashes for being the lashes;

If I were the eyes;

If I were the eyelids and the lashes to cover your eyes;

If I were a teardrop,

A teardrop running down a cheek,

A teardrop that loses itself in the lips;

If I were the lips that caress a flower;

If I were the lips and you were a flower!

Anita Bacha

 

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SUMMER WAVES

SHARING THE VIDEO CLIP ‘SUMMER WAVES’ WITH LOVERS OF NATURE AND OF THE OCEAN.

THE VIDEO CLIP WAS SHOT AND EDITED BY THE TALENTED KRSNA BACHA FOR HIS BLOG OCEANVIBRATION.

 

 

 

FIND OUT MORE ABOUT HIS ADVENTURES AT:

http://oceanvibration.com/

 

HAPPY VIEWING!

 

A TREE 

“If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree,

I ‘ll never grow up.” J.M.Barrie

Citation/Source/The Great British Book Shop

In the picture, 😘my grand daughter .She takes after me in climbing trees 😀

Good Morning Frankfurt 

“What is this life if full of care 

We have no time to stand and stare ”

These verses I learned by heart 

I recall them now as I halt 

At the red light 

My eyes follow my intuition 

On the right 

A stunning scenery in oblivion 

A pond, ducks and fallen leaves 

I stand and I stare 

At a picture of life 

Which I capture to share