Photopoems 4: A sun, clouds, hills and a bridge of thoughts

The Sun

Like a timid introvert
Hiding behind the mountains
Gently peeking through the misty skirts

Awake!

Like drops of smearing paint
She blushes the entire canvas with tangerine streaks
Caressing the clouds with light medallion taints

Rise!

Like a brave, glowing flame
Her vibrancy came
Popping
Sizzling
Crackling
Frizzling
Filling the rifts with beaming scorching rays.

Rejoice!

Like an ephemeral thriller
Her magical glee vasnishes from sight
As she reveals the charming azure that stays.

Clouds

Caressing, gently, the
Lavish, immaculately white snow
On the
Utterly almighty Annapurnas, as I gaze upon it,
Dumbfounded and simply amazed!

Terraced Gardens

Rows
alternating
highlights and
shadows gleaming
under the exuberant sun

Jagged
and uneven
overloaded with
the benevolance of
farmers’ tender footsteps

Steps
leading to
the azure blue
stpes descending
from what we call heaven

Bridge of thoughts

While I cross a cantilever bridge that
leaps
across the

deep
deep

valley
as I ponder upon my

deep
deep

thoughts.

Originally published at cluelessyanni.