Sunday, February 28, 2010

The wind played with her long, dark hair..

Walking away one day from all that is mundane,

She stopped to soak in a moment of silence.

Looking at the glorious setting sun,

And letting the wind play with her long, dark hair,

She rested.

No thought did she let bother her

Nor worry about the next day,

As for the moment, she was her own,

Enjoying every breath she took

While the wind played with her long, dark hair.

(A tribute to womanhood)

11 comments:

divsi said...

so simple so beautiful!
i m sure evry lady has such moments to herself.
silent and thought provoking!:)
happy holi ayeshA!!

Ayesha Parveen said...

Thank you, Divsi :)

Happy Holi to you too.

SindhuBhairavi said...

ahhh that was a beautiful poem !! loved the usage soak in a moment of silence..

A New Beginning said...

..and what a tribute :) amazing!
Thanks Ayesha!

Ayesha Parveen said...

Thank you very much, Sindhu and Sana.

Zayida said...

wow...i am feeling it!thats a tribute indeed..:)

enjoy womanhood!

penned4fun said...

Good One Ayesha... Keep Writing :)

Issam said...

Very nice ayesha... beautifully conveyed.. :)

Amity said...

what a lovely poem...savoring the happiness of womanhood is simple pure bliss...:)

Cyrus Rumi said...

Beautifully expressed!!!:)

My spiritual love to you, sister!

Cyrus

anilkurup said...

Reminds me of some beautiful Ravi Varma painting. You can do well in poetry.