Lying on bed!

Lying on bed

Observing the leaves

Dancing to the tunes of wind

The love is so reciprocal

Between the wind and the leaves.

The peace is eternal

When the focus

Tuned in a glimpse

Of jealous bee

Hunting for the

Move to be made.

An empty mind

Looking to focus

What I want

Focus or peace?

I, the soul,

Admire the beauty

With beast

The beauty of nature

With the dust of life.

Lying on bed

Observing the leaves

Dancing to the tunes of wind

The love is eternal

Between the admirer

And the one being admired.

The focus moved to

The rushy plants

Beneath the feet

Of the faces

From the world.

The leaves pause

When the wind is

Away from the love

Yet, the peace is eternal!

© Bhavya Prabhakar



Personal Picture

Collision

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When we collide,

made a universe

of our own,

embodied with

the ideals

Of the lovers unknown.

 

Let’s collide

to reach the explosion

of the emotions

in front of the sun,

an eyewitness

to the collision

to be made

with the intensity

we have

for the day

to meet at night.

 

Don’t be afraid

an arbitrary decision

we made,

to be deeply

absorbed in

each other

until the dawn,

to witness the

arrival of the

new day

new sunlight.

 

When we collided,

we made a universe

of our own

you and me

and the heavenly

bodies,

were contented

to welcome

the new explosion.

 

Yes, we collided!!

 

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar



PHOTO BY PEXELS

Trust

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Having layers so thin

Attached to the strings

Important and must

To carry forward

The loyalty in you.

 

Is it difficult or easy

To take the burden

Is it inbuilt or

We have to build the talent

To satisfy the norms!

 

Can we trust ourselves

To trust the people

Or we have to trust people

To rely on others?

 

The word, trust, can

Either make the bonding

Or break the bond

Submerged in the identity

Of yours.

 

Why we question people

If we have trust

And if we have trust

Why we reply to the questions.

 

The Trust, comes with flavours

With the bubbles of wisdom

Expectations come naturally

to connect together.

 

So, is it hard to trust people

Or oneself!!

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar



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Maturity

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Maturity is intense

To release the tensed

Coming with drawbacks

In a dose of love.

 

He said, “Maturity is key

to end the unwanted shouts,

trying to be real

along with the reflection

in the eyes.”

 

Is maturity ignorance

Is maturity leading to bluntness

Is maturity being self oriented

Or is it necessary to accept the self

Along with the others?

 

The Sun can be dangerous too

Causing premature ageing

The maturity can be dreadful too

Resulting into premature decisions.

 

Why to play with words

Whether you are happy with

Your maturity or not?

Is the question

Of the hour!

 

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar



PHOTO BY PEXELS

HE AND I

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He said, “You have tantrums.”

I said, “ I have mood swings

to balance the equation

to turn on the situation.”

 

He said, “You are insane.”

I said, “I use my mind”

to react abnormally

to act abruptly.”

 

He said, “You are beautiful.”

I said, “I didn’t take a shower, today

to turn on your nerves

to meander along the world.”

 

I said, “You are womaniser.”

He said, “Cake is more delicious

With a blend of cream on it

to fulfil the desires

to arrange the order.”

 

He said again, “ You have tantrums.”

I just smiled and cocooned myself

In a fluffy attire

To erase his words

From the conscious mind!

 

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar


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Are you rebellious enough

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Are you rebellious enough?

To shake the world

To hang till death

To rub off the ribs

If it’s about your sister.

 

Are you rebellious enough?

To remove the clichés

To provoke the world

To evoke a sense of respect

If it’s about your mother.

 

Are you rebellious enough?

To protest against defaulters

To investigate the law

To prove that men can be innocent

If it’s about your brother.

 

The rebels shouldn’t be biased

Of the gender, caste or creed

End this myth

With a new beginning!

 

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar


Rebel


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Stop and Stare

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Stop and stare

At the mirror

Is it the same reflection

when you were guilty?

 

The guilt raised the voice,

“I am not guilty

Of the old sin

Cemented with heavy bricks

Of the cold war.”

 

Stop and stare

At the water

Is it as blue as

When you first dipped

Your hands into the colour?

 

The water filled with despair

Singing the old song

Waving in the rhythm

To show the denial

Of the discolouration.

 

Stop and stare

At the eccentric world

Are they as epic as

The centric ones.

 

Running from the limelight

To cool down

The guilt inside

Craving to be candid

With the leisures of life!

 

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar


Personal photo taken by me in Mumbai, staring and imagning the world around!