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Bewitched and The Silent Voice,

Published by revathi in category Poetry with tag child | girl | mountain | sky

little-girl-garden

Two Poems – Bewitched and The Silent Voice,
© Anand Vishnu Prakash, YourStoryClub.com

1. Bewitched

The majestic mountains loomed large, as if supported by the seamless ocean

The tiny houses neatly stacked, as if a row of cards

The clouds dispersed in an array, as if gently blown by the wind

The sun shone radiantly, as if a veil lifted off a beautiful bride

The slight drizzle that sprayed, as if the aftermath of a heavy downpour

The little girl waited and looked at the skies

Oh! It then emerged out of the mountains and in the skies

Splash of vivid colours, as if enveloping the skies

Reflecting in the ocean, as if intermingling with the orange rays cast by the sun

What an unabashed display of royal splendour!

Bewitched…

The girl ran as fast as her tiny feet could carry

Leaving imprints on the wet sand, as if asking the moment to wait

“Fluff”, she cried out and clapped her hands, with hardly any sound

The poodle came running to her, as if the girl was in danger

She pranced until he got close and hugged him tight

Fluff knew not the beauty, yet looked at the sky

She could not see the beauty, yet looked at the sky

Both bewitched !!

 

2. The Silent Voice

She watched the clouds yonder
and let her thoughts wander
her lips part in wonder
he stood there to bewilder

She was desperate to chatter
her mind filled with natter
but she failed to gather
her mind and body together

Who was he she knew not
she closed her eyes and thought not
She gazed at the clouds in surrender
the painful memories that torture
not wanting to be tortured
but he stood there to bewilder

Who was he she knew not
she closed her eyes and thought not

She lay still in her cot
waiting to bid farewell
never return to a world
where truth is damned
and traitors flourish

The child was gone
and now it is my turn
to return to my destiny
in a world yonder…

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