Tag Archives: nature

Aberrant View

One who has seen nature only in fall draped in grayness can never imagine the freshness of lush green meadows in the shades of a spring’s dawn but then there are defiant souls who can weave hope in the pewter nights of fall without knowing what brightness means, drawing a chapter of hope in the midst of all misfortune

Connect with me on social media. My social media handles are below

https://www.facebook.com/ckonfab

https://www.instagram.com/shantanu.baruah/

https://www.twitter.com/shantanubaruah

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Shantanu Baruah, ckonfab.com, and afflatuz.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content

A Wish

The sun rises every day
upon the call from the chirping birds

the moon shares it mesmerizing stories
under the shadows of the starlit skies

the innocuous creature gyrates to the nature’s caper

and the heart awaits for you to join
to rejoice the seance
set in the oasis of a beautiful life

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Shantanu Baruah, ckonfab.com, and afflatuz.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content

Her Thoughts

And the skies,
the novas,
the smitten charm of charming hues
and shimmering light of starlit nights,
all conspired
to bring her close to me tonight,
but in the disguise of some thoughts
slipping into my dreams
right in front of my sparking eyes

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Shantanu Baruah, ckonfab.com, and afflatuz.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content

Liberated

The sparkles from the moonlit skies is dazzling my eyes

and the fireflies burning flame is brightening my soul

every such nature’s miracle amazes me today

for my mind is no longer clouded with any pretentious drape

free from the ostensible thoughts of yesteryears

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Shantanu Baruah, ckonfab.com, and afflatuz.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content

In Nature’s Embrace

Today while lost in the wild
embraced in the serenity of nature
Away from the city madness
In the tranquility of my empty mind
I fell in love with myself

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Shantanu Baruah, ckonfab.com, and afflatuz.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content

Boulders

I love boulders for they are not too hard to climb, yet they stand tall displaying its valiant self from the erstwhile surroundings, the mark of a defiant soul

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Shantanu Baruah, ckonfab.com, and afflatuz.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content

The Nature’s Arm

I am tired of listening to the humdrum of pretentious talks
the constant bickering and the surge of human screams,
everyone wanting to make their voice heard,
speaking over one another,
demeaning with words,
playing with verse
and then once I escaped into a woodlot
faraway from the human chaos
and found life is blithe in the folds of nature’s arm
the chirping of birds,
the gentle whispers of breezes,
the bleat, yowl, creak and the hum
all in harmony
bringing peace to my unrest soul

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Shantanu Baruah, ckonfab.com, and afflatuz.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content

In the Arm of Nature

And in the arms of nature, I found solace, for the world, I come from there is nothing but betrayal, loathe and disgust, sure when life hurts nature heals the ailing soul. 

Prompt given by the talented Manic Sylph

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Shantanu Baruah, ckonfab.com, and afflatuz.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content

Scree – A Flash Fiction

The mountains track to the summit was beyond recognition. It was hard to believe the path, which was used by trackers ubiquitously, not too long ago had vanished like a whiff. The last monsoon was longer than expected, and the relentless downpour caused the massive landslide, shrouding the pathway with screes, of some reminiscent ugly past.

Ever since the terrain way caved to nature’s wrath, people had stopped climbing the mountain and the summit remained at peace shining to glory with no trespassing from the human brigade. The tall tale suggests that the Sierra was greener, the hue atop vibrant and the fauna fearlessly thrived, for the humans didn’t venture the peak anymore. Irony remained, while the human cursed that fateful monsoon, nature had its last laugh.

Senescence

Dear Blogger friend. Today I tried a new form of poetry. I used the word Senescence in three different ways. Senescence means deteriorating with age. The First poem is about a woman who is aging gracefully, the second is about another woman who is struggling with her old age and the last one is how nature deal with old age. Hope you guys like it.

Senescence – Growing Old With Charm

The gray hair was
making an unceremonious appearance
and the occasional wrinkle
smeared on her face
whenever she smiled

The thoughts were brightened
anger was much in her control
life was deprived of drama
and quip was more sensible
for she was gradually stepping
toward her older being
sure she was growing wise
because of senescence

Senescence may cause Depression

The midlife crisis hit her like a bolt
the occasional gray hair
that appeared without much warning
was the cause of her
youth’s demise and her subtle remorse

The strife remained intense
quarrels on an uproar,
battered soul was starkly visible
as a desperate soul fought for existence,
for she was introduced to the old age
because of her senescence

Senescence – How it Thrives in Wild

The oak tree was tall and beautiful
the red leaves gave It countenance
a crimson bright tinge
the acorns appeared more fuller
and the aura had a splendor
beaming through its light

The squirrels dug their abode on its trunk
several birds took shelter
In its widespread branches
there was happiness,
a chirpiness of blithe
and unlike the ever complaining human tribe
with senescence, it spread more charm
and it was an eye-catching delight

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Shantanu Baruah, ckonfab.com, and afflatuz.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content