Somewhere in the vast stretches of Punjab
Amidst those seamless mustard fields
The silky sunshine, the aromatic breeze
Orange tarred horizon blending with carpet of yellow
Whiff of fresh life infused in each breath
The fertile lands, the virile skies
I close my eyes
I see nothing.
And I realise,
After being here, there's nothing that needs be seen...
4 comments:
well.....the poem has been beautifully weaved as if some kind of story has been narrated. especially, the ending part of the poem was striking coz it arrested my attention straight way. tthis because the ending para has a heeling, soothing, calm n composed touch. as if it symbolises someone in one's complete serenity or self possession away from the apprehensions of daily life. as they say sometimes solitude is the best company, but here the lap of nature is providing that companionship to parteeksa.
This lady never fails to amaze me with her writing abilities... A wonderful poem backed by a vivid imagination... Keep on dreaming Prateeksha, cauze that’s what makes you so special
beautiful poem..presenting a picturesque view of punjab...I feel like visiting punjab for once...
i m speechless....
felt as if i was dere...austere...
is dis wat u call "virtual-reality"?? never been 2 such a place, but i can imagine how being dere feels like... :)
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