It’s Not This Time of Year Without…
…without recollecting the last time I went to a church. St. Paul’s Cathedral, Kolkata, 2015 © ajaykontham ______ It’s Not This Time of Year Without… A weekly photo challenge prompt by The Daily Post. _____ I am participating in #NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month) and this is Day #25 post.
Love – Magic ?
______ Love is Magic, they said. I don’t know, I really don’t. I have heard/seen people mesmerized by it, lost, and express it in ways beyond my comprehension. I never got close to it, may be I never will, but I saw it, I think. I saw it in the her eyes, when she waited […]
Sunset | #SERENESATURDAY
– Sunset, Kerala, 2012 _____ I am participating in #NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month) and this is Day #19 post.
Tiny – Lanterns in the Sky.
© ajaykontham, Visakhapatnam, 2011 _____ The lanterns that flew in the moist salty air on a winter night as part of a charity event. The light from the lantern, as small it might be, was to serve a bigger purpose. Tiny : A weekly photo prompt by The Daily Post. (November 15) ____ I am participating in […]
#SereneSaturday
I am starting a new weekly photo post called #SereneSaturday where I will be sharing a photo ( with a prompt, tentative). ______ I am participating in #NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month) and this is Day #12 post.
Shifted Horizon: A Haiku.
_____ Taken for granted Discarded and curbed; Rose she Shifting the horizons. ____ We live in a world where we stand for equality but at the same time we don’t give enough opportunity or chance. Yes, there is this ego of being on the top that consumes us and that’s when we tend climb down […]
Pain.
Pain, an interim of our consciousness, a stigma of yesterdays’s reminders and tomorrow’s uncertainty. What is this pain, anyway? The relation of toe to the table edge or the dislodged collar bone, or may be that nasty fall. Perhaps, it is the hollow in our heart, the haunting memories, the sleepless nights, the love that was lost, […]
Valley of dreams
Across the horizon, where The sky meets the hills Echoes of countless stories Float in the silent breeze Songs of unheard tales Fill the air with hope In the valley of dreams And infinite possibilities ak, XXII X XVI
Paint the sky.
Adorned in the serenity of the lush Losing oneself in the green without a clue With the canvas and a brush Let’s paint the sky blue – ak , 20X20XVI ____
Greenscape.
Lost in the soft wind of yesteryear And peaceful serenity We etch new memories Over the stormy sky. – ak, XIV X MMXVI _____ I am participating in the Ultimate Blogging Challenge (UBC 2016) in association with #DailyChatter