Holding hands of My Sweetheart I was walking tall Moon was in full bloom Soft breeze tranquilized our souls We entwined. I felt tickling all over I bit her earlobe She sealed my lips A shadow of us Was shimmering Under the silvery moonlight. © Ila Varma 28th Sep.2016 Written for the post […]
More than three decades have passed but still the thought of train journey gives me goosebumps and a wide smile spread on my lips. Many times, my kids ask, “Mamma, what’s the secret behind this smile?” I still blush & change the topic and they exchange questioning glances. I was in final year of degree […]
Green leaves, trees glory, Descends on earth, to welcome Fall, Trees stand shy & naked, awaiting new. © Ila Varma 24-09-2016 Written for the Post: Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Equinox, Equator Image Credits: here
When we own something, we don’t value and when we don’t have, we yearn for it, Ohh…What a tragedy. Musings of Empty Mind By Ila Varma 22.09.2016 Written for the post of Linda G, #1linerWed
Can we dream of a Day When terror n fear will be away Grenades stop getting counters Rather Flowers gets strewn in our way Bloods won’t be spilled Hue & Cry will stop to beckon Mothers, Sisters, Brothers, Wives Won’t struggle or worry In stress They might lose their near & dear We will […]
One of my acquaintance named his daughter, “Sachi” meaning Truth in English and he never spoke truth, he had the habit of boasting and carving stories out of lies. I was there to attend the naming ceremony of his child. I couldn’t hold my laughter, many asked the reason but I did not find […]
Dark Two souls in love since long Crammed to dwell in love song Ambushing for the night to fall To take their desire’s call Love birds were anxious to wrong. © Ila Varma 15-09-2016 The night fell and got dark Friends asked to join the lark Weather grew stormy and thundered She was frightened & […]
He hushed up to be at his side, when stood beside, he brushed aside…his ways leaves me completely confused…Musings of An Empty Mind By Ila Varma 2016. #1linerWeds
She was innocent at heart Acted weird breaking other’s heart Tutoring she required to mend herself. Tattered shoes, he wore Whole day long, he stitched Mending Shoes was his profession. © Ila Varma 14-09-2016 Written for the post of Haiku Horizons Mend Pic Credits: here
Let me flow in my rhythm I detest to be stopped Ample pursuits are in stride Ambushing to be achieved In this short span of life. © Ila Varma 14-09-2016 Image Credits: here