Poetry Published at Spillwords.com, La Lune

I am happy to share my French poem, ’ La Lune’ which has been published by Spillwords Press. I am grateful to the entire team for making me more conscious and aware. 

This French poem, La Lune, translated as ‘The Moon’ in English, is an ode to the Moon and its light, a blissful association of nature with human beings. The union of the Moon has been shown in many works in the past yet the portrayal is not archaic. The relationship is unique in its own way meaning that all other relationships in life need to be reciprocated but nature brings peace to the thought process without demanding anything in return. Whereas, as human beings, we forget that nature needs to be loved in order to maintain ecological balance. Hence, the central theme of this work is to evoke the importance of nature which creates a deep reflection and tenderness inside one which materialistic things or relationships are unable to do. Besides, it has been personified as a lover of the poetess who will remain faithful till the last breadth of his life. The belonging to our only natural satellite is symbolic and spiritual in this particular piece of art.

 

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I am active again after a longtime as I enjoy sharing my poems with others.

Bhavya Prabhakar

 

 

Clean my lungs

©️bhavyaprabhakar

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An attempt, an urge for a clean and pure environment 🙏🙏

Adieu!

See the sky

shining blue

color of trust

in a game of thrust.

 

Gaze at the sun

shining bright

color of light

in a game of must.

 

Wonder and wander

at the supremacy;

people come

and go

in a game of life.

 

Stop and stare

at the beauty once;

people come

and go

in a game of love.

 

What should come

before and after

in the calculation

is nothing

in a game of numbers.

 

This is how

“he whispered a fond

adieu.”

The soul!!!

 

©Bhavya Prabhakar

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Photo by Pexels

Come close to life!

Jump into the river

Feel the sun

See the trees

Come close to life.

 

Release the tensions

Close the books

Come out of words

To attain the essence

Come close to life.

 

Stop working for a day

Walk on the streets

Observe the sky

Listen to birds

Chanting to please nature

Come close to life.

 

Stop running for a day

After the goals

Surprise the self

Bear the heat

Of the bright sun

Feel the sweat

Come close to life.

 

Look at the stars

Similar yet different

All over the world

Why differences

Then, here and there

Is it all about perceptions?

 

Commit to the soul

Stop and cease the moments

Come close to life!

 

©Bhavya Prabhakar

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Inspired by some hindi lines from Radio ” Zindagi jee ke dekho ”

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PHOTO BY PEXELS

Engulfed

Engulfed at the seashores,

wondering if I should go

back or wait

till the dawn.

 

At times relieved

with the revival

of the charm,

casting upon me.

 

At times stuck

in the hidden adieu,

of the content

written by me.

 

At times stunned

by the gestures

of life, shaking

the chores of time.

 

Engulfed at the seashores,

wondering if I should go

back or wait

till the dawn.

 

It started functioning

even without reasons,

connected to the soul

You have a goal!

 

                                 ©Bhavya Prabhakar

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PHOTO BY PEXELS

HEAT

The sunburns are red

The tanning is gold

The marks are real

The sweat is glowing

With the heat of the town.

 

She is burning

He is burning

To fire the conscious

To light the lamp

In the heat of the sun.

 

The craving for water

To dive into the coldness

The hands are cold and wet

Giving the pleasure of ice

In the heat of the moment.

 

The pressure is on the heels

To stop jumping

To restore some energy

In this heat of the sun

Bright and golden

Glowing like a sunflower.

 

Eyes dare not open

In the shiny effect

The glasses kept me close

Waiting for the dark

To come and take

Me away from this heat

For a while.

 

Yet, I love this glow every morning

The heat of Sun!!

 

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar

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PHOTO BY PEXELS

Take a break

Pack your bags

Take a flight

To the dreams

Of wine.

 

Feel that wooziness

Creating much craziness

Was it a passion

Or a desire?

 

Break the rules

Not the laws

Love the people

Not the pretentious.

 

Take a break

From the love

From the hatred

From the schedule

To bump into the reality.

 

Leave the ones

Who ignore you

For the wealth of time

Hold on to those

Who want your time

In the craving of yours.

 

Take a break

From the pretentious

From the disappeared ones

Who appeared and disappeared

In the game of love.

 

Tell the world

To take a break

Not from your dear ones

But for the inner you

To soothe the senses

With the reflection of the tenses!!

 

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar

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Disappear

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PHOTO BY PEXELS

Stop and Stare

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

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

Observation and Implementation!

Observing the sky

In the moonlight

Observing the sea

In the sunlight

Observing the mountains

In the sunshine.

 

Observation is easy

Can we implement

the maturity of sky?

Consoling the stars

All the night

Without any expectation

To make.

 

Can we implement

the love of sea?

Giving shelter to

Many species

With the waves so high

And the trust is over high.

 

Can we implement

the courage of mountain?

So high in talent

Close to Sun and clouds

Still unaffected

In the trust of love.

 

Observation and implementation

Are they opposite poles

with some goal?

Or they tend to be

In the same pole

Without any hole!

 

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar

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PHOTO BY PEXELS

Travel!

#traveldiaries #poetry #Mumbai

O! thou scenery!

O! thou scenery

thou emerged in my eyes

like dreams so high

I can feel the warmth

of thy shine, in the colours

of the sunshine.

O! thou nature

I explore the world

with the love of thy

warmth beneath my feet

The sky, the mountains

make me amazed, to explore

the depth of theirs.

O! thou scenery

the coziness in

thy open arms

is like a soft foam

why not to gather this foam,

to create an aura of love.

Exploring India, is

nevertheless bogus than

Europe, I told myself

while I was peeping

through the window.

O! thou scenery

thou art beautiful

like a princess

I asked, “why princess”

as thou art always

decorated with the

seasons of the nature.

Thou blush, thou shine,

thou cry, thou shout,

thou laugh with all

colours of life!

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar

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via Daily Prompt: Explore

Explore

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Photo taken on road trip #exploring India

On the beach!

On the beach

Under the sky

Where the waves rhyme

That noise was

Like a quartet

Of Beethoven

To my ears.

 

On the beach

Craving to grasp

His hands softly

And tightly

To feel the watery

Effect in his eyes

Like the touch of

His fingers

On my spine.

 

On the beach

The waves giggling

To come at my feet

Like I giggle

To kiss him with pride

When the drops of love

Singing the song

Of Beethoven.

 

On the beach

The sun kissed

Quartet, arranging

The love tune

To start a ball dance

Under the bright sky.

 

Slowly and gradually

The hot sand

Is getting cooler

With the wet love

Of the loving souls.

 

Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar

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via Daily Prompt: Quartet

Quartet

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PHOTO BY PEXELS

The Tree!

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

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Daily Prompt: Branch

Branch

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PHOTO BY PEXELS

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

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via Daily Prompt: Astral

<a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/astral/”>Astral</a&gt;

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PHOTO BY PEXELS

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

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via Daily Prompt: Assay

Assay

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PHOTO BY PEXELS

Let’s honour the present!!!

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

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via Daily Prompt: Present

<a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/present/”>Present</a&gt;

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PHOTO BY PEXELS

The green grasshopper!!!

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

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PHOTO BY PEXELS, 9 FEBRUARY 2018

 

 

The Albatross/ L’albatros

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

bystander.

 

The Albatross screamed

Louder and louder

With an aim to seek

Attention of his appalling

Naivety.

 

But the nature was still in action

As the judgement was biased by attention!!!!

 

Bhavya Prabhakar

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Photo credit google.com

The shining silhouette of Sun: Silhouette

The 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

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via Daily Prompt: Silhouette

Silhouette

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PHOTO TAKEN IN ROME, ITALY