Shail Mohan’s Photograph on her Blog, Shots and Captures. Click on picture to go to the blog 🙂
The Sky is an ocean too …
Dying to be, more ….
Like the seas,
Sometimes blue,
Or is it emrald
A touch of stormy grey?
It has no waves, sadly
And yearns so much …
And then on wings of wishes
They come;
White, cottony, frothy
Selfsame, those waves…
And lap the edges of that
Nothingness, which remains
Quiescent, waiting.
Gently around the edges
Slowly spreading out…
So that, soon, it shall be
Blue no more …
26 April, 2013
Online, after yearning, here too 🙂
And thank you Shail, for the endless prompts you give this writing challenged rambler 🙂 by way of your wonderful photographs!
A Quest on Overdrive ... :) 
April 26, 2013 at 12:27 pm
I’d supply the prompts sooner (and in more numbers) if such are the results!
Wonderfully crafted.
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April 26, 2013 at 12:31 pm
🙂 Please do so…. the photographs will flow on beautifully, but the words that attempt to grace them might just not do them justice 😀
And so I leave them be, rather than desecrate them with nonsense. However, sometimes, like this one, and the earlier ones, there is something that just has to get out 🙂
Thank you, Shail! At the risk of repeating myself, for the nth time, you are an inspiration 🙂
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April 27, 2013 at 12:20 am
Two days before the sky here staged a lovely show of clouds that resembled waves. My little one was busy trying to figure out all the shapes she has learnt.
Now I understand what the show meant. Beautiful!
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April 27, 2013 at 9:06 am
Bindu, how lovely that you got rains! You did , didn’t you? And those clouds thingy… love doing that too 🙂
Thank you for the warm words of appreciation too!
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April 27, 2013 at 12:46 am
What a beautiful post to accompany the limitless blue sky! 🙂 Loved them both, Usha Di. 🙂
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April 27, 2013 at 9:06 am
Debo… thank you so very much!
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April 28, 2013 at 8:18 am
Aren’t we all in parts like the sky
what others are or have we always eye
and feeling unhappy about it we cry
unable to be happy with what we have, only the lord knows why.
I know this doesn’t do justice to either the picture or the poetry.
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April 29, 2013 at 7:03 pm
Unable to happy,
Even the sky
So it looks for ways to cry
Just like you and I 🙂
Thank you Govind. I always like the refreshing and apt quatrains you bring in, you know that! And always, these add to the write and lend it a flavour that elevates its mundane quality. The photograph is poetry. And your verse further deepens it 🙂
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May 17, 2013 at 7:18 pm
lovely prompt and lovelier rendering of the prompt in your words 🙂
i will think differently and smile when i look at the sky next time! 🙂
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