Tag: moon

inspiration, philosophy

Light

TulipBrook

Colors and shades,

Hues and tinges,

Strokes and lines,

Arcs and angles,

Shapes and forms,

Shadows and reflections,

Moods and desires,

Thoughts and memories,

Sounds and noises,

Echoes and reverberations,

Rains and winds,

Waves and dunes,

Day and night,

Evening and twilight,

Sunset and sunrise,

Waxing and waning moon,

Pole star and constellations,

Nebulea and cosmos,

Everything in phenomenon,

Known and unknown,

Revealed and concealed,

Perceived and inferred,

Experienced and imagined,

Real and surreal,

Everything changes with light.

light : phenomenon : change

poetry, Souful, Soulful

A night like this

TulipBrook

Each one of us has a fantasy, a longing, a desire, to have that perfect night. A night filled with magic and love. Some like it simple like any other silent night. Some love it like a celebration with the festoons and confetti. Some yearn for a total trance of the starry sky. Some need just the lunar charm. Some need solace and solitude. Some need a confidante to contribute. But all need something in the night that they miss in the day light.

The night carries me to,

A magical world of love,
And a surreal terrain of joy,
Where stars twinkle brighter,
And create a scintillating mosaic,
In the pristine blue waters,
With the breeze smothering my tresses,
And nudging me to dance,
To the tunes of the night’s notes,
And live this night fully,
In ecstasy and bliss.

night : bliss : moon

inspiration, philosophy, poetry

Free Soul

TulipBrook

I found freedom in,

Dancing to my own music,

And singing my own song,

Unapologetically being myself,

Every single moment,

Even if I falter and break a bone,

Or strain my vocal chords,

I’ll just push myself more,

And expand my existence,

Like this limitless sky above.

I relished every moment,

From the glory of morning-

The fresh fragrant breeze,

That invigorates those weary senses,

The sweet songs of birds,

That make this ambience magical,

The balmy rays of the sun,

That inspires one to go ahead with the day,

Like a fire that lights up everything it touches.


And as the night beckoned,

I simply relaxed imagining,

The majestic mountains,

And the enigmatic sun dance,

The blooming valley,

And the aromatic air,

The soulful sky,

And the calming water,

The morning bird songs,

And the evening starry nights,

All that nature has offered,

Generously to us,

Every single moment.


If ever I felt lonely,

With no one to hear and speak,

I talked to the trees,

These little flowering buds,

The cuckoo and the crow,

Sitting on the porch,

Or my little pet dog.

I went beyond human dependency,

And experienced a connection,

With other lifeforms too.


Days pass in joy,

As I live to the fullest,

Learning and sharing,

Creating and caring.


Again the night arrives,

With a full moon this time,

That gives hope to everyone,

To be child-like and dream,

To love this life and stay adventurous,

To think of the unimaginable,

To talk about the unbelievable,

And,

To never give up in life.


As I fall asleep,

I live an explorer’s life,

Who packs his bags,

And goes on an adventure-

A trek to the mighty Himalayas,

A deep dive in the deep Pacific,

A skydiving thrill in the listless sky of Dubai,

Cycle non stop in tour d’France,

Or run a half marathon in an event,

Somersault like a gymnast in a circus,

Dance and swirl on my toes like a ballet dancer,

And make every moment truly enjoyable,

Sharing a playful vibrant smile,

And a pristine sparkling love wherever I go.

LIFE: FREEDOM: HAPPINESS

poetry, Soulful

Cosmic Balance

TulipBrook

This mysterious unfathomable darkness,

Radiates an omniscient brightness,

Splitting to perform a spectral dance,

Where the lunar energies make erratic moves,

Amplifying to a soprano of intense emotions,

And diminishing to a contralto of shallow apathy,

And varying frequencies in between,

Creating a plethora of patterns,Untamed and boisterous,

Mellow and reticent,

Amounting to a noisy inteference.


But this playfulness needs discipline,

An orderliness to survive,

This existentialism.


Then comes to rescue,

The majestic solar conductor,

To attune the distorted chords,

And make a symphony,

Of a few coordinated steps,

And the influx of coherent beams,

Perform an alchemy-

A merger so alluring,

A mellifluous charm,

Sustaining life as we know,

In the form of a cosmic balance.

Sun: Moon: Cosmos

poetry

The night burns

TulipBrook

Ever seen how this moon, the sky, the breeze, and the water, remind you of old times. So is tonight, a reminder of a long-lost love. But it inspires you to grow out of the loss, the pain, and shine like never.

The moon shines

The Lines

The fiery moon and the calming, breezy night,

The moon sets itself on fire,

And brightens the inky indigo sky,

And the pitch blue water beneath, 

Revealing the unfulfilled passion,

Of forlorn love,

An unrequited emotional encounter,

With a lover of a stark disposition. 

The breeze of detachment,

Tries to obscure this fiery night,

And makes everything look hazy.

But it fails in a manner so miserable,

That the moon shines to its full glory,

And keeps burning the entire night,

Beckoning all and reminding them,

That the painful love stories linger the longest.

Reiterates with its envying resplendence,

Let the pain linger, 

Let it burn you,

For life is all about passion,

A desire to love and confer it too.

And in this fire gives rise to beautiful art,

A poetic soiree,

A piece of a musical symphony,

Or a breathtaking dance recital,

And in time one ought to shine, And glow forever.

Moon: Love: Shine