♡ Holy Holi ♡

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|| The colors of Holi,
spread out like a peacock’s
color-rich plumage ,
make for the amalgam
of delightful moments,
mixed through smears of
color caresses and
hugs of happiness ||

~ Purvi Petal, 4th March ©2015

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Shown below are home-made Gujhias ⊙♡⊙ *yummm* Enjoy!! ○●♥●○

Inking The Soul

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♡●Through inked letters and typed poems, I am just a part of you;
The inside soul has stories printed,  some in pink and some in blue ●♡
~ Purvi Petal , 7 February © 2015

*For someone crazy like me about typewriters and keys*

Crushed Paper Flowers

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That poem which was the first flowers that I sent you
And the pierced earlet dangling you wear now
And meanwhile all the books that I wrote or sent
They are everything now but the love they were meant to be
The mailbox full of junk, Every leaflet except your letter
And my fever from between 103° F to coming down to a 101°
You are all the madness in between
Of patience having kept and lost
And finally the unbecoming of the poem
you once became in a half-felt hazy dream
but never in real person; The taste of it all bittersweet
Not coffee, not any other brewed concotation
You are the blood of my heart
Splattered in the gully where you play games of mind.

*written from an ex-lover’s point of view, addressed to his muse*

~ Purvi Petal 11 February ©2015#2:00 am

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Perches

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There is something that snapped today,
Quietly, between you and me,
Amidst your dawn and ensuing evening.
~ Purvi Petal , 24 January, ©2015

* Twigs of perches hold marks of memories*

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Perches

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There is something that snapped today,
Quietly, between you and me,
Amidst your dawn and ensuing evening.
~ Purvi Petal , 24 January, ©2015

* Twigs of perches hold marks of memories*

The Summer Sight

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As the mynahs hoot the earth
and smoke the coals raked up by the sun
She sits at the window waiting waiting
waiting for the seasons to come undone

She walks up to places that offer wishes
and writes rhapsodies on the slabs there
She walks the roads strewn with petals
of crushed and broken flowers smeared

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She meets then a cloud grey
The one that flits fast and slow
Together they begin a journey
Meandering together they grow

Travelling together on a path of words
they mix their pots of varied ink
A nameless existence seeped in poesy
yet parched in patches now and then.

~ Purvi Petal , Pic & Poem © 2 June, 2014

*A soliloquy, penned sometime last year, during travel, in the empty yet hands full month of the mango stained June while tending to ma during her suffering & recovery in the hospital.

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