A huge empire... far beneath the waves ... somewhere in the midst of mountains, canyons, plains and valleys
A powerful tribe of aquatic creatures... their heads and upper bodies resembling those of humans, their tails and lower bodies similar to the tail of a fish HER team won the annual sports contest The emperor asked her what she wanted She wished to visit the surface of the ocean Only the males in the tribe did that once in a while and that too, as part of their security duty However, the emperor would never dishonour his commitment He kept his word and her team was permitted to go They left in a capsule similar to a small submarine, carrying provisions It had always been their dream to visit the ocean surface and now it was coming true They reached a shallow spot and the capsule was securely anchored The females - mermaids - as we call them - were allowed to go out and enjoy the waves The males would stay back The mermaids began to play with the waves It was fun... And then.... a high and mighty wave swept HER away ... She was stranded on the shore... all alone... She looked around and didn't find any of her friends... But she found a strange creature whose upper body was similar to that of the males of her own tribe though he had no tail... He saw her and came closer... Communicating with him wasn't easy but they used signs... His house was nearby Thankfully she could breathe on the surface, but walking was clearly beyond her purview He carried her to his house... She got accustomed to the conditions Everyday he would carry her to the shore They would take his small boat and look for her capsule Slowly, he taught her his language and she taught him her language... He was a loner and once a week he would visit the nearby town to buy whatever he needed, and he rarely had any visitors... And a few weeks later, she located her capsule... The guards - the males of her tribe saw her invariably at the same time... They carried her back to the capsule and... he was their guest of honour... They were warm, hospitable hosts He enjoyed the meal, it was sumptuous There were numerous dishes whose contents were all supplied by the ocean Then they showed him around... The strange engine room, the provisions store and finally ...their treasure Ohh.. Goodness...!!! gold and silver, Opal, sapphire, emerald, aquamarines, ruby, amazonstone, amethyst, pearls, rose quarts... you name it and it was there... actually heaps of them... Their glint and glitter blinded his vision and his conscience... The commander of the capsule gave him a bagful of stones as a token of appreciation... That would have been enough to make him a multimillionaire But he had other ideas... He told them that he wanted to give them a treat and they gladly accepted He visited the nearby town that evening and bought what he needed Next day, he prepared lavish meals in his own house and carried the containers to the capsule... along with his own separate tiffin The food was delicious, the magnanimous creatures loved it and praised it ... and then... all of them fell unconscious ...even the mermaid... He rose and checked everybody... he had to be sure that the drug had done its job... It was a powerful anaesthetic, the quantity added was large, and there was no way any of them could have survived... He went over to the treasure room, took out half a dozen gunny bags from his haversack and began to fill them with gems, crystals, gold and silver He filled the bags and closed their mouths They were heavy and with great difficulty he managed to carry them to the main hatch ... He tried to open the hatch but his attempts failed He kicked, knocked and banged hard... A veteran sailor, he knew a lot about hatches and doors He tried every possible trick... but the hatch remained closed... He began to suffocate... And then he heard a voice... It was my fault...I'm the culprit... I never thought a visit to the surface would have such disastrous consequences...
The mermaid had regained consciousness, but she barely spoke a few words and stopped breathing... No one was going to rescue him from the capsule... He had killed over a dozen innocent souls... And now it was his turn to die He would die... with those bags full of precious stones, gold and silver in his lap...
I possess a dull pen and an ordinary brain Hence my writings appear simple and plain A small bird here, I wish to build a small nest A few minutes everyday, in this place I invest It's great to be with writers whose talents are diverse Each word contributes to the beauty of each verse An eager student, I'm always willing to learn To be touched by the wand of success, I yearn I'd be lucky to add a drop of water to this sea I sincerely believe that consistency is the key To fuel creativity, this domain is the ideal place And even for a novice like me, there's ample space
Childhood memories refresh seeing the swing and the slide. The joy in swinging and then pushing through to climb the slide and suddenly come down.
Now I realise the importance of these taught by life that Life keeps going up and down like the see saw but enjoy the swing Joy is there everywhere never to loose hopes while sliding down as there are fixed steps to climb up.
Everything looks the same The slide, the swing, the see saw But I have grown up I look different I think different Life took me a ride from childhood to adulthood with the passage of time. Time flies. Memories lingers... nostalgic ever.
A pastoral poem that paints itself into me every day as I walk beside the still, 'sky waters'. #pastoralpoem@writersnetwork@miraquill Thankyou so much @/writersnetwork for the like.❤❤ Thankyou @/miraquill for EC(21)❤❤
Nary a doubt must your heart murmur Whereby the creatures of the sky gather to feed on heaven's abundance in the open. Come forth my love, Rest easy your frets. In light steps must your form find me, Resting in sweet surrender inside Earth's sweet bower.
'Tis here Gaia summons the wind, On a conch dazzling with rhinestones, And the sky in pearly reverence weeps, to witness her nameless divine. She walks in lithe grace and the hills and mountains tremble in adoration while grasses part in delight to make way for her gazelle feet.
What gaiety must the sunflower feel when the bees cluster to woo her affection 'neath the amber sun! What delight it is to have the wind kiss my flaming cheeks the colour of a cherry!
Anxious beats my heart, waiting for your footfalls. When your form finds my outstretched arms, I shall bedeck your tresses with stars and kiss away the city's smog from thine eyelashes and poetry shall find us running among golden fields serpentine cities, could never truly understand.
Where the stars are visible To embellish the nights With the beautiful shine, Where the trees are standing Firmly in a queue to provide Shelters to the birds, Where the rivers are flowing To let the fields flaunt Wonderful greenery, Where the flowers are spreading Fragrance all around along With the blowing wind, Where the day begins with The very first ray of the sun Spreading hope filled shine, Where still peace resides In every heart working Hard to live life happily.
Chorusing on the pelages of some Yellow Warblers the goatherd faded away behind those ridges ; tripping on the fantastic skylines of sunset some slender reeds giggled through billows.
The plough boy, who was guiding some virgin clouds through his gentle smile and courteous shoon ; Where I, a scalded poet, was standing near the breaths of autumn to scribble about the pastoral hamlet for you.
Those clouds receded from my view, that plough boy didn't appear again but I whispered for the warblers "O darling ! Your sky won't forget me, right !"