Friday, November 28, 2014

Blizzard



in blistering blizzard
they seek warmth
by the fireplace
of memories

she, narrates stories
of frozen icicles
that melt with time
and promises
into dewdrops

his fingers encircle
the arc under her eyes
drawing lines
of velvet dreams
with colors seven
he carves rainbow
under the snow

in blistering blizzard
they hear love
knocking at the door

she hesitates
he hesitates
they hesitate

would it be wise
to be safe, and not squander
what's already in store


This Poem is shared with Magpie Tales - Mag 247.



24 comments:

  1. Brilliant...
    And first stanza has a poetic tone with philosophical tinge!

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  2. A really good one, the first stanza itself was a masterpiece :)

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  3. A very beautiful take on the prompt! loved it :)

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  4. Love the feel of present moment here, esp. 'his fingers encircle
    the arc under her eyes' brings me close to the picture....~ beautifully done

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  5. :) it's everything!! Amazing, brilliant, beautiful and so much more!

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  6. Fantastic views,Amrit. Beautiful words.

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  7. Fireplace of memories :)
    a perfect place to hide.

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  8. Another poem that far exceeds the painting in beauty.

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  9. Fear of ruining without having a glance is what makes you stare at the opportunity but what they don't realize is if the don't take it when there is time the moment just passes them by....Nice Poem! :)

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