Tag: calmness

VERSE | GENTLE GLOOM

On By Mahvash K. M.In hope, poetry, verse, womenwriters, writingLeave a comment 
Today I woke up to clouds 
Sitting in the morning sky 
They’d been there a while 
They looked cozy-comfortable 
Their greyness was all shades 
From the smoky pearl of sparrows eggs
To the steeliness of granite 
They were contented in just being 
There was no bloated turgidity 
To their form, no urgency
To spend themselves 
To waterously end themselves 
To cut their rain-sodden wrists 
To release the essence from their seams 
In a tryst with vanity 
Of azure blue visions and dreams 

These clouds they rolled in differently 
Serenely, so quietly 
They lay claim upon the sky 
Wiping out all the sunlight 
But there were no thunderous sighs
No jagged lightning in their eyes 
No weeping sheeting pouring rain 
No genesis, no annihilation 

These clouds they swept in differently
Stirring up a little breeze 
Cool, it brushed against my skin 
There was no banshee trapped within 
Wailing of storms and other things 
The darkness lingered for a while 
It left a whisper in the breeze 
A silver rustle in the trees
Then gently, gently it went by.
Image: Van Gogh (Wheat field under a cloudy sky)

VERSE | THE ROAD LESS TRAVELLED

On By Mahvash K. M.In poetry, serenity, verse, womenwriters, writing1 Comment 
When life gets hard as it sometimes does 
When the weight of the world is pulling you down 
When you want to hide in the depths of your bed 
When you don’t want your feet to touch solid ground 

When you want to close your eyes and just disappear 
And hope that in some dimensional shift 
You can escape the world that surrounds you here
That you can find the cosmic ether that fits 

When you have to part your hesitant lids
And the effort is excruciating, difficult 
When despite your aching, your most ardent yen 
There’s no secret exit, no miracle 

When you bring your hand up to your sleep-shrouded face 
When you glance accusingly at the lines 
When you wonder if ever they would become 
Prophets, purveyors of better times 

When you finally rise and breathe deeply in 
When you feel the pulse of your blood again 
When the vestigial coolness of your room 
Brushes up familiarly against your warm skin 

Then know that although the odds are stacked 
Up sky high, crushing, overwhelming 
That the universe still holds you close to her breast 
That there are still songs that she will sing 

So when life gets hard as it sometimes does 
When your heavy heart has robbed you of your smile
Slow down, pull back from the rush of life
Dearest one, take the road less travelled for a while.
Image: Forest Path by Jillian Crider
Image: Forest Path by Jillian Crider

VERSE | STILLNESS

On By Mahvash K. M.In poetry, serenity, verse, womenwriters, writing1 Comment 
There is a peace in solitude
It comes with a little practice
At first you miss the cacophony 
Of everyday distractions 

But the heart in time learns to grow still
You can almost see your breath
Weaving its vapory way out of
Your lungs in a silver thread 

Every inhale is deep and calm
You close your eyes each time
You feel your blood rush in your veins
You feel serene, you feel alive

Time slows down, each moment glides
Almost visibly away
But not before it wraps you 
In its visceral array

It is Now, and Now is all
There is for you to know
It’s in this time of solitude
That your calm and stillness grow.