My first experience into an ocean...
Full of life, flowing flawlessly,
Sheltering the creatures inside endlessly,
He's not afraid of any force
Potent enough to create vortex vigorously...
I stepped into his heart with care,
I couldn't blink seeing the beauty of nature,
Realising that the ocean has a story to share,
I lost myself in the mesmerising sphere...
Butterfly fish, Kissing fish,
I saw Blue tang and Clown fish,
Clouds of tiny water droplets were forming,
When they were swimming in the atmosphere of mist...
I also felt like a mermaid in water,
He gently caressed my brown hair,
It was looking exceptionally blue that day,
Absorbing all the echoes of my laughter...
If in depression or stress, it can be the cure,
A place of happiness for sure,
I never had such a wonderful day before,
My ears could hear that waves were hugging the shore...
Written by~
Rashmi Kaushik
#MyDynamicEmotions????
My happy place can be the beaches,
Or they can be the mountains...
I love flying in the air,
Though I prefer travelling by trains...
I climbed up at the top of hills with care,
Shouted my name courageously but a little scared...
I realised that an ocean can have a story to share,
I lost myself in the mesmerising sphere...
Butterfly fish, Kissing fish,
I saw Blue tang and Clown fish,
Clouds of tiny water droplets were forming,
Long pine trees were attention holding...
I also felt like a mermaid in water,
Gently caressing my brown hair,
The sky was exceptionally blue that day,
Mountains absorbed my echoes on the way...
If in depression reach the mountains,
Go to beaches if the heart has stains...
My ears could hear that waves were hugging the shore,
My favourite places of happiness for sure...
Written by~
Rashmi Kaushik
#MyDynamicEmotions????
Tiny heart soars high in the sky
It raises above, ripping the dark clouds
And talks for hours __ to the Mage of Night
At times, it dives down deep into the blue water
And swims on the back of a butterfly fish
Sometimes rests in a fluffy coral reef__
It walks like a king
In the vast empire of my Mind
Surely, it is the sun of this perfect floral garden
Every now and then, it gets wet
By the glum autumn rains
When it walks on the barren lands
But, it gets up, open its wings
Flies again above the winds
Or slide down with a crunchy crimson leave
To sleep on a noisy pile of sacked leaves
Little Heart's harp is strange
Little heart wants everything
Though, it is enslaved
Inside a in ribs-cage
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Note: Mage of night means Moon (the magician)
(2nd March,2021) (For Heart Harps poetry contest)
a butterfly fish
winged fins and colorful too
dazzling the tropics
I'm sunlight
of the deep
brightly colored
red and pink
orange striped
yellow green
black dotted
like the wings
of a flying
monarch queen.
In the sky of the sea
freely glide
tree to tree
anemones, coral reefs
of their polyps
have my fill
then at night
in crevice reefs
hide my brightness
and go to sleep.
Your emerald eyes,
mint breath,
and the spring dress
that you wore on our first
date, vividly flash in my memories,
like a tape recorder that can't be stopped.
I still crave your seductive nature,
as deep and beautiful as a tropical rain
forest, or a school of butterfly fish
dancing around the Caribbean green
seaweed.
You are worth more than a thousand jades
in my life.....
NB: Shades of green used in the poem:
*Emerald *Caribbean green
*Mint *Jade
*Spring
*Tropical rain forest
Date Published: 3/1/2016
It is seeing the stars
in the light of the Sun
in the daytime
It is hearing the heartbeat
of a rose as it blossoms
in the spring
It is smelling the scent
of love in a desert
which has no sign of a bird
in the grave-silent sky
It is speaking a similar language
with butterfly-fish and dolphins
as you explore the enchanted floors
of an ocean in the tropics
It is being at One with everything
that is around you in your soul,
making you to be part of the fabric
of the Universe
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