Now I am a lake.
Every skimming swallow
And every blowing breeze
Stir up ripples on me.
They spread out,
Grow wider but less intense.
Seconds,
Minutes…
I wait for stillness -
Patiently!
And then it sails in -
Peace!
I savour
The brief lull,
Till the swallow or breeze
Returns to taunt or tickle me.
Let the swallows skim
And the breeze blow,
They can’t help it,
I don’t mind rippling either.
in the last line I could actually visualise the swallows skimming around ..
beautiful poem .. loved it
nature is beautiful if only we take some time out and see it ..
Thank you Bikram, for your kind words. Glad that I could ‘show’ you the swallows here…
It is very nice. The best part is “I dont mind rippling either’
It’s ok to ripple now and then. We do the same to others, though not deliberately.
Nice poem. When I read the first line itself, I knew that the line is so familiar to me..
. Nice description of “lake” as a poem. I loved it..:)
Thank you, Jahan. I am sure ‘Mirror’ must still be very close to your heart.
Maam, how can we forget the lessons that you taught us? Those chapters will be always close to our hearts.I think you have some magical power to teach your students in a different way.
What better compliment do I need from my students? So nice of you to say that, Jahan!
wow. beautiful and metaphorical.
the poem is like a lovely breeze
Ah, you got it – the metaphor. Nice to know you liked it.
Lovely word painting, Bindu. It is so soothing to sit and watch the rippling effect on water.
I consider your comment an honour. Thank you, Shail.
Very nice poem mam
Thanks a lot for your kind words. Welcome to my blog!
Lovely sentiment in the poem.
Thank you!
These words are beautiful “I wait for stillness – Patiently! And then it sails in Peace!
Makes one feel truly peaceful!
Thanks Bindu
Glad I could share my peace. Thank you for letting me know that.
nice
Thank you Shruthi… Welcome to my blog!