So, I decided to capture their wonderful charm, a difficult job to attain.
Every morning, when I wake up, the sun rays poured down through the window, shading lights in my home. It makes me feel wonderful. What truly makes a difference in the mornings is the green spark, reflecting the sunlight’s glow on the plant.
My home looks like a little piece of heaven. The plants’ soothing and calming tone transformed our house entirely if we compare before plant and after plant decorated rooms.
These houseplants became my green friends, my fellas to calm me when stressed, and an occasion to walk around the house, take care of them, and feel their…
Photographs were taken on two quick sudden outings with my partner to breathe the outside air.
Every day is breath in, breath out! Apart from the grocery shopping or urgency, I often hide myself inside my home, without ever knowing when the next ‘opportunity to roam’ will come.
My partner decided that it was too much to bear (to see me stressed, with my broken wings, caged), so she took me outside to breathe the open air.
Oh, I saw the open sky, colors of nature, people, lakes, open fields with no visible houses, forests, etc. Thanking her is not good enough to say how grateful I am! Scolding is required in some cases, you know!
…
Poetry
And associated verbiage to utter stolen moments
I ditched the clouds of dust on the road I left behind
taking a frozen breath of the stolen moments
I stand in front of the gusts of wind
recollecting the thoughts of reversed luck that
screamed before, now locked inside an iron box
closing misconceptions of reality
carried away notions stumbled to reasoning
and cleared the air
of the gripped reality
my electric soul sounds like a guitar
tuning to the rhythm of life again
me, if I could sail to the Bahamas now slipping through the blue sea passing the city of wonders and the lighthouse somewhere illuminated…
Stardust, believing in simplicity of life
I’m putting my place in the universe into perspective. I’m stardust. I’m golden brown. I’m just one small bit in a vast expanse.
— Holly Goldberg Sloan
When I thought of writing about myself, I couldn’t ignore the fact that I’m stardust (or, probably, a sprinkling bit of it), just like others on the vast horizon of the ignited Universe. I’m the earth’s resident, residing on a tiny part of the Milky Way galaxy, just another amongst the billions of that kind. …
Hence goes my words alone
in the deep night sleep where
my senseless eyebrows sleep in peace, but
the dreams remain absent inside to search
a good night sleep
‘ssshhh, quiet’
paralyzed thoughts can’t march
just utters some hopeless words, circulating
around my mediocre membrane
a drink is yet to take
the poison to inhale
unholy wraths wait, even after the sleepless night
dreams dried out beforehand
a mantra, some holy smoke
clasp me close to hang tight for another day
my open eyes
close for a while
and take a chance when the daylight touches
shinning on my forehead, cursed out and damned
Because tunes can cheer our hearts
A free-verse poem
Paper Poetry Bi-Weekly Connect Letter, for the timeline of March 21– April 3, 2021
Hello Everyone,
I hope you are doing great, staying safe, and enjoying beautiful spring days (and relevant seasons in different parts of the world). Keeping up with the changes and the evolving stages is difficult nowadays, but adapting to changes is a part of life, and sometimes it takes time. We all are experiencing it. Eventually, we learn and evolve, we inherit new spirits, and we survive.
Just hold onto the patience you are keeping inside a bit more. Life moves on, catches specks of dust, experiences new scenes and obstacles, learn how to deal with them, and moves on…
Suntonu Bhadra
Human ▪ Amongst top Medium writers in Photography & Poetry ▪ Editor of Paper Poetry & Business Thoughts Notebook ▪ Insta: sbpoetrymedium
