The only word!

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The only word

Creating nuance

With the chords

In her mind

To find out

The reasons

Behind the noise

Buzzing along

The backyard

To the front

Of her house.


The only word

Seeking attention

Of the throng

In her house

Is the noise

Or the exercise

Of her mind.


The only word

Having the pretension

Of the limelight

In her memory

Is the noise

Or the advise

Of the words.


The only word

Noising aloud

To be true

Or false

Is the noise

Or the compromise

of her life….!!!!!


Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar

via Daily Prompt: Noise



The dog!

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His captivating smile

Gives goose bumps 

To initiate the juvenile



His captivating attitude

Is irritating only if

The attention is kept

At the corner of feelings.


His captivating voice

Is ready to seduce 

The one of his choice

To cajole into throwing

The right ball.


His captivating loyalty

Induce the mind

To feel the compliments

To believe the destination 

Of love.

The dog…………

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar

via Daily Prompt: Captivating


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Wander and Meander!

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Wander and Meander

In the race of life

To prove the world

To gain the attention

Of the bees.

Wander and meander

Through the route sheets

To pen the imagination

To create a great literary


Wander and meander

On about the worries

Of the coming future

To relish an unplanned


Wander and meander

In and out

To ask the glory

About the ways of karma

In this sham race of life

Which will eventually

Boomerang on the racer.

But my sheets are blank

It’s only the ink

Which reflects

That the meander

Is only taking me

To the thought-world……….

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar

via Daily Prompt: Meander


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Happy Birthday!!

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The stars witness

Your brightness

Your charisma

With a melisma.

The stars celebrate

Your birthdate

Your arrival

At a life festival.

The stars light up

Your day and night

With a cake of choice

On the occasion of rejoice.


Suddenly, I realised

To wish Many Many

Happy returns of the



Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar

via Daily Prompt: Suddenly




Starting a day!

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in a nutshell

 I could not compromise

with the uncompromising

affairs of life.

Starting a day

in a blindfold

I could not memorise

the arrival of sunshine

on my staircase.

Starting a day

in my own shell

with an uncompromising stand

against the new barriers

of life.

Starting a day

with a warrior pose

to regain the lost strength

before the household chores.

Starting a day

in an uncompromising emotion

to balance the excursion

of the year.

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar

via Daily Prompt: Uncompromising



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



I am typical!!!

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When the alarm bell starts to ring in my head

To come out of lucid dream

And I don’t recall the scenario.

I am typical

  When the doors and windows are closed

At the moon’s arrival

And I don’t have the keys.

I am typical

When the rain surprises at the footstep

With the hiding clouds

And I don’t have a rescue.

I am typical

When the ink wants to write

About the scars and the wounds

And I don’t feel the pain.

I am typical

When the will is bursting out

To call in the midnight love

But he was bent.

I am typical

You are typical

Let’s regard each other’s

Typicality to avoid criticism!!

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar

via Daily Prompt: Typical



Colourful day!!!


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The Sun kissed gently, her wet

neck, dipped in colours of happiness.


Essence is colourful life

Everything else is momentary.


When the colours itself want to touch you,

don’t be afraid, but run from the filled


balloons aiming to hit you hard. Set yourself

free in the holy attempt of colours and brightness.


The world is holy if the soul is holy, let’s colour

the world with a tinge of joy and peace.


Burn the worries with the flame of fire, don’t sit

and mourn in agony, feel the images of wonderland


coming to the realistic world. Put water on

your body to remove the dark shades but


paint the soul with pious colours in the form of

reward given by the almighty of ours.!!


Bhavya Prabhakar


A very Happy and colourful Holi from Delhi, India to the blogging family and all the admirers for giving so much love and affection. May your lives will be filled with auspicious colours of love and happiness.

Lots of love Bhavya.


If she had a premonition!!!

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If she had a premonition

That he wouldn’t call

His words were a game

Fake is thou, the face

Betrayal is a pleasure.


If she had a premonition

Of his escape to wonderland

Of his fabricated story

She would plan

Her fairytale of glory.


If she had a premonition

Of the sudden dismissal

Of a vexatious situation

She would carry

Her hopes to suspension.


If she had a premonition

Of a new ingress offered

By the paranormal powers

She wouldn’t perturb

At the outside noises.


If she had a premonition

Of his jovial arrival

Of his exciting viewpoint

She wouldn’t think

of the previous inclination!


(c)Bhavya Prabhakar

via Daily Prompt: Premonition




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An art of passion

An art of expression

An art of creation

An art of confession

An art of imagination

An art of possession

An art of composition

An art of publication

An art of formation

O! writing who art thou?


The Writing replied,

“I am an imagination

Of my reality

To be perceived

In many forms

I am not restricted

To one’s imagination

I am an activity

To perform with attention

To write with perfection

To enjoy the communication

To create the representation

I am free

To be penned

With your imaginative brain.”


But I am dependent

On grammar, vocabulary

And semantics

As an instrument

Of speech!


(c)Bhavya Prabhakar

via Daily Prompt: Imagination