One dismal night, when all was quite
Behind the clouds of mundane white
The moonlight sheen shaded the sky
Above it all, it gleamed so high
Illuminated the dark in sympathy
That warmed my heart, then felt weary
At last I found good company
Moment in time, heart flowed with glee
During dark nights, it tranquilized
Outshone the bleak along with stars,
Soothed up my wounds and healed my scars
But relying quick was not so wise
It went hastily as how it came
Being attached, turned out so lame
Things didn’t go as how I pleased
When peace from what I found have ceased
What’s left of hope have gone with nights
Didn’t return, ignored all cries
On cloudy dusk of such a gloom
I learned new thing, a one that’s doomed-
I can’t keep all love ones to stay
None lasts so long, and so I say
Those I’m still with, who’ve never worn
Their being here’s something alone
The Red Canoe
No one steered the canoe when it came back
Floating by the waves of still
Smudged with scarlet paint
There was no shaggy looking man
In the seat
Waving and laughing like I had expected
My mind made a flash on his promising smile before leaving
Vested and armed as he went
Reassuringly told me “I will come back”
I sought for a clue,
A sign of life – barely fighting arms, or whatever spared on war
On its minuscule, will ignite the smallest hope
However, a row it only has been
A red canoe on it’s own
I closed my eyes and,
tears after tears fell through them
Sorrow engulfed broken heart
Image Credit- The Red Canoe by Paul Hedley Thompson
Jealousy
Sisters grew with sentiments
Kindred spirits, best of friends
Same gift ribbons, red and blue
Agreed on things and notions too
But in place that cram with lies
Jealousy gnawed each other’s ties
Linking then, their little hearts
Put to flame when envy starts
Streo snapped their innocence
Comparisons sparked condescend
Nothing’s left as they were fenced
On hatred’s dungeon, cannot bend
Fresh Beginnings; Happy New Year!
Haiku

Light rain came by
Showering blessings
On a new beginning
A fresh chapter opens up
Spend on musing poems
Written with love and hope
Take time to listen on stirring musics
Healing a wounded soul
Live on books that keep beautiful mysteries
None can story-tell as sweet
Above all, live the new year with optimism
From the lessons of the last

It’s officially 2023. Every year we just keep on wishing for the better and may it be this year.
My 2022 was one of my memorable years with a lot of… changes- I hope I was able to learn from those though.
Also, it was the time I stumbled through the blogosphere. I’m so glad I was able to write here and make friends. It’s pleasing to discover all of your contents too!
May your 2023 be filled with happiness and blessings, friends!

Till on the next blog!
-Maya
Change- an Opportunity
Beyond the door
New place awaits
So green and fresh
Signify progress
Now, open threshold
Indulge in change
Let those unfold
So truths be told
Truths that all start
From our inside
To create opportunity
Found from our chance
A chance to change
And learn to know
To walk through passage
That holds tomorrow
Start from this thing
I sense beginning
After all just meaning
It’s time I start doing
Written in response to What do you See #158, hosted by Sadjie
#WDYS
Nature Canvas
Pigments of flowers
Tinge the green meadow
Snippets of beauty
Left Out
This week for What do you See #149, weekly prompt, Sadjie gave this image, showing three ponies standing in a hilly pasture. Two brown ones are standing close together and a black pony is standing at a distance, alone.
I grazed the grasses on my own
I looked down doing things alone
I felt left out and not belonged
A friendless one , without a home
Was it my hair too long to fit?
Was it my color, different?
Whatever reason, I couldn’t tell
Hoping I could join the fun as well
#WDYS
Image credit ; Google