POETRY
Trouvaille
Oh! These underrated realities
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4 min readSep 29, 2021
Hasta la vista to boredom binges
Wonder lurks on
and going out
feels different
I appreciate it so much more❤️
Like I notice things
And soak in stuff
And live in the moment more
I love having a crowd and hype
The noise which used to be bothersome is blithe
Beige walls and bronze wood
Through the window sill lies a crowd
The idyllic sky insight
Realms of a wonder strike loud
Watches swoon the day
Behold the fierce sun’s rays
Chirping cheery chiselled chase
Smitten is the sun's gaze
Through the canopy of chestnut leaves
plummets a white sparrow azure
Freesia glazed with bees
Times glossing spices with trees
Thunder trombone like musically
Nature fills me with glee
Sunflower Auburn chestnut tree
Crimson yellow feel
Violin whistle velvety whistles
Dandelions dandy daylight dream
Oh so beautiful I flee!
Times trill
Times trill
Voices whistle the wind
Bees beseech blossoming beaus
the natures beam
Belittle the boredom binges
Which lead me to thee
Seen through tall ivory buildings
I see an escapade
Feathery fragile fickle figments that bothered my glee
flickers like a façade and fade
thy awaken the knight in me
The Azure skies awaken me
Azure skies awaken me
Beige walls and bronze wood
Splendour spaces and human souls
Amazing aura
Peers enchanting
A Northern lights paradise
A mix of Coffee and latte mocha
The sun smiling happiness
Energizes my core
The noise which used to be so bothersome
Is now awaited
Is now awaited
yes it hits home.
Tiddle taddle of the leaves
An escapade of now
Seemingly surreal stature
We walk through the crowd
To simple times
Now we live in
Trill the time
One at a time
A season of mist
Rainy roses rouge hedges
Every cloud is a wonder
In a cloak
Timeless
I feel
I feel
boundless
And ablaze I flee
High and high
To scorching infinites!
Edmond white castles
Feeling of glee
A Denizens dancing spree
What a feel
What a feel!
Feel like home❤️
Walnut haze walkers gaze
Crazy lovers’ escapade
Lanterns In the heart of awe
Light up my dreamy head in clouds
Landscapes lapse take me back
Take me back to
A dock of memories where the ship sails back
A spring day grabs my heart
Benevolent hushes and trickles of laugh
Graceful meets unplanned
Ablaze are the memories
They trill and trail
Like swans in a lake
Retreat to my caper
A benevolent bliss
Tell me more
Let’s walk through the door
Trill the time
Tell me more
Tell me more
Violin whistle velvety whistles
Dandelions dandy daylight dream
Bees beseech blossoming beaus
Rainy roses rouge
Trill the time
Trillin’ time
To feel at home
Strawberry and milk
blended with ice
Ideal retreat
ideal night
winsome sceneries
The sky painted french navy blue
My heart blooms
My heart blooms
in splendour alluring the dew
With the fire of the setting sun
The moons sighs twilight
What is to fear when I stand in the dusk
Down to earth
Here I am
Oh to be here!
Oh to be alive!
Wonder lurks on a golden cape
I wear it with pride unfazed
Rose hedges and bridges in the maze
Is what meets the eye
A feigning disguise
I find my way through a door
Is this home?
I feel at home
Splendour spaces
Amazing aura
Northern lights paradise
A mix of Coffee and latte mocha
Carpe Diem!
A gleeful glee
Of reality
❤️Divine!
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P.S. The reason that I have named this poem Trouvaille stems from the fact that in pre-pandemic times all these were just simple encounters, seeing a crowd, entering a coffee shop with the aroma unnoticed and mother nature lying right in front of our eyes. Now it is a pleasant encounter. I wanted to capture this essence, this feeling in a poem, hence Trouvaille.
