The Tree!

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The nature is in harmony imagining the symphony band,

the leaves are dancing to the tunes of love.


The tree is bold and young, admiring his branches

from top to bottom, the love is uniting the branches


with the tree. The roots are as intense as love of his desire,

a representation of his commitment towards mother land.


But he is afraid of his grandeur, not willing to separate from

his small branches. The cruel fellow man brings an innovative


plan of palace in the wonderland, don’t slash the branches for the

lust of money. The branches have divine soul of giving shed


to many animals and beings. Sad is nature in the loss of harmony,

the lush greenery is turning pale and the leaves are dead in agony.


Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar

Daily Prompt: Branch



The sky!!


The wide sky

with shining blue 

far from the earth

having astral bodies

is a dream or reality?

The shy sky

with running clouds

when the windows are misty

with moisture of the season

The innocent sky

with some astral influences

calling the bodies 

to unite in peace.

The red sky

is all set 

to greet the summers

with viridescent leaves

to blossom with the

arrival of dove

Finally, she sensed the

astral experiences

while walking down 

the street of haven

is it a fairytale!

Bhavya Prabhakar

via Daily Prompt: Astral

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The Rain!!!

“The rain once said to the ground, it’s my time to showcase the strength, don’t be gloomy rather be heroic to accept me”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Bhavya Prabhakar                                                              

The sky is blue

and the clouds are dense

the rains have no clue

to fall

or to stay inside

until the ground is ready

to embrace like his muse

with love and tender.


The ground agonises about

his identity and appearance

assaying to gather

his importance

in the nature

but the rain explains

that our integration has

power to create

the wonders

in the horizon.


Let’s be tranquil

in each other’s presence

don’t despise me for

my beauty

let’s assay to unite

on the day of my arrival

Be my chevalier

to be lost

in the glory!!!


Bhavya Prabhakar

via Daily Prompt: Assay



Let’s honour the present!!!

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The Sun has luminous intensity

to be lost in the brightness

The clouds sometimes hide the sun

behind the obscurity

still it gives us immense energy

to energise our days

the Sky gives us present everyday

with the dawn of the revival

the nature gives warm welcome

with the birds chirping to honour

the arrival of the Sun

the trees are again feeling the life

with the exchange of energy

let’s honour the present

to be part of this globe

enjoying the nature’s beatitude

with a billion eyes

from the different corners

of life.


(c)Bhavya Prabhakar

via Daily Prompt: Present

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The green grasshopper!!!

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The green grasshopper

Buzzing and stridulating

On the green herbs

In love with her virginity

Sucking the blood of purity

In the deception of lust

But the leaves remain pious

In an attempt to seduce

The one who is not amphibious

But a vegetarian to induce

A filthy feeling of trust

He is calling it leisure

While the leaves called it literature

With an accusation of plagiarism….!!!!!!!


Bhavya Prabhakar




The Albatross/ L’albatros

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Yesterday was the day

When I had a

Surreal nightmare

Of the seashore

This bird, with her

Large and wide

Wings calling

The sea to sing

In a rhythm

Of a marine painters

Doting the portrayal.


Her bill has extreme

Power of survival

The flight is picking up

The preys with a knot

Knotting around the throat.


The nightmare had a

Tremendous effect

On the dreams of daylight

The Albatross, was around my

Bed for the revival of the

Current époque/ era

Of discrimination.


Don’t hunt the preys

Without the consent

Of the nature

As the Albatross is

Riding in a colder

Zone to search the



The Albatross screamed

Louder and louder

With an aim to seek

Attention of his appalling



But the nature was still in action

As the judgement was biased by attention!!!!


Bhavya Prabhakar

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The shining silhouette of Sun: Silhouette

IMG_1854The rays are bright

As the brightness of your shine

The shadows are as visible

As the visibility of yours.


The warmth of sunlight

Has the depth of daylight

The brightness of yours 

Giving the coloured boldness to life.


The shining silhouette of yours, the Sun

Is vivid and lively

Like the silhouette of buildings

Depicting the grandeur of life.


Your silhouette is the symbol

Of the illuminating world

Carrying a beam of light

To cross the dense clouds.


Bhavya Prabhakar

via Daily Prompt: Silhouette




Horizon: The new horizon

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Photo by Pexels, 20 January 2018

via Daily Prompt: Horizon


The new horizon 

Is entering her zone

Provoking the happiness inside

If the sea has more profundity

Why she is aloof!


If the nature has wider horizon

Why to quest for gaiety 

In the leaves 

Which are shedding 

To blossom more!!


The slight breeze

Jovially ruffled her hairs

With an indication

The innermost horizon 

Is cheerfulness

Why to hunt alone!!


She has never seen any signs

May be wasn’t looking deep down

The mountains are as daring as

Her inclination to yield up

Yet her fancy horizon 

Is gearing up.


Bhavya Prabhakar


Entertain: An evening in Paris



An evening in Paris, 29 December, 2015

via Daily Prompt: Entertain


Paris, my love

City of lights

Romanticising the glory

Backside of her spirit.


He made it true

By making it a story

The time was entertaining

Until she knows his duality.


The entertaining throng made her audacious

She was unaware

Of the unpleasant worry

But the leaves and wind

Keeping her cosy.


The entertaining French

were super glowing.

Like the glow in her eyes

But he kept mum

Instead of the verity.


Oh my Love, “Paris”

Asking the glory

Entertainment is static and forlorn

Without his consent

So let’s be pragmatic.



Bhavya Prabhakar