Picture Impact Poetry Challenge August Entries

Winning Entry by CHAITHANYA AJIT

REMINESCENCE

Her eyes as blue as her dress,

Her smile as innocent as a child,

And her ebony hair bounced,

in the rain, as she sang and vivaciously danced,

anticipating her beloved,

In the ecstasy of the solitude.

Concealed from her, I was in a trance.

As my dewy bloom fell on her,

She looked stunning like a rainbow.

Then she eagerly picked up her buzzing phone,

Her face turned ashen,

Before my stretched branches could console her,

She put up her umbrella and left weeping.

Since then, every rain reminds me of her.

I pray that she finds home in someone’s heart.

Entry by Chandra Sundeep

Revived in nature’s lap

Though you have gone, and left me in tears,

I hear your voice in my ears.

Your betrayal cut sharper than a knife,

Invisible wounds have scarred me for life.

Lone I tread on, searching for a true friend,

Soft breeze caresses me, and holds my hand.

Nature’s sacred touch transcends my heart,

Pristine raindrops slough off my past.

Scintillating gold sun will paint the sky glorious,

And fade away the thick black gloomy nimbus.

In the verdant greens, I resolve to step out of the hollow,

Not death, but it is life I choose to follow.

Entry by PRIYA WASHIKAR

DRENCHED

She caressed the first drops of rainfall in wonder

As they kissed her upturned face

She soaked in every drop

And marveled at nature’s blissful ways.

Today, he is the only one her solitude craves for

When the raindrops chant their mellow hum.

Missing his stoic hand entwined gently in hers

They could have walked together in perpetuum.

His fleeting touch is what her heart craves for

Through these enchanting drops of rain.

He blesses her from heaven above

And she smiles faintly through her pain!

Entry by Ritika Agrawal

My Constants

As I walk down the aisle of life

These vivacious hues knit a tale

The soothing green aura this nature creates

Pep talk me when it finds me dull and pale

The deep blue sky

Shoves me to fly high

These tiny grey drops

Help me sail till my targets draw nigh

The twirling dance of the leaves in fall

Teach me to let things go

For changes are indeed beautiful

To keep life’s pendulum swaying to and fro

In the times when I had nothing

All these gave me hope and a dare to dream

And from then these have been my constants

Entry by Ritika Agrawal

My Constants

As I walk down the aisle of life

These vivacious hues knit a tale

The soothing green aura this nature creates

Pep talk me when it finds me dull and pale

The deep blue sky

Shoves me to fly high

These tiny grey drops

Help me sail till my targets draw nigh

The twirling dance of the leaves in fall

Teach me to let things go

For changes are indeed beautiful

To keep life’s pendulum swaying to and fro

In the times when I had nothing

All these gave me hope and a dare to dream

And from then these have been my constants

Entry by Amrita Malik

Finding Myself

With a heavy heart I decide to lose myself in the wood

Walking amidst the trees with those harsh winds

And the sky peeping through the rustling leaves

And the torrential downpour adding to my misery.

O! How lovely are the myriad shades of nature’s bounty!

They tempt me to dump my umbrella

With no barrier between me and Nature

I begin to admire the pitter-patter rain.

The mystical wood draws me towards it

Gradually I start pouring myself out

The trees whisper while the winds comfort

O! How I want to relish this heavenly experience forever!

Feeling like the carefree Red Riding Hood

But taking control of my meandering thoughts

I rewrite the story of my life once again.

Entry by Ratna Prabha

The Red Umbrella Girl

There she goes again, the Red Umbrella Girl, relentless in her daily pursuit,

The picture is the same, green grass, tall dark trees replete with pink flowers,

The red umbrella over her head protecting her from rain on some days,

And the pitiless sun on other days.

Where she goes and why,  I know not!

Her sadness is evident in her slow, painful gait,

And pervades everything around her, including me.

I wait crippled and quarantined,

Looking out at her from my hospital window,

Her sorrow mixing with my own.

Watching her every day, in the hope

That one day she will return from her daily pursuit

With a smile of having found what she went in search of,

Hoping her smile will fill me with happiness too.