Sunset at Aao Nang Beach

A chilled drink in hand

My swimsuit clinging to my skin

After hours of skipping and splashing

I’m seated, relaxed from within.

Like the artists pallete

The sky a canvas sprayed with hue

Sunlight peeking past the clouds

Dipping from the pink and purple to blue.

The ocean sparkling like a night sky

The last of sunlight glimmering on waves

While the sun descends ever so softly

While at the beautiful sight I gaze.

I watch a boatman return from the last ride

I watch a toddler in wet sand play

The breeze, the sight, unwinding at Aao Nang

The end to a blissfully perfect day.

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A Dip By The Beach

Barefoot in the warm sand

Letting a toe into the sea

My wary self descends gently

Submerged in water, I am free.

My feet find the soft sand

The cones tickles my chin

I waddle gently across the ocean

Cool waves rippling against my skin.

A tender roar I hear far-off

My eyes meet the sight

Foamy, frothy, curly white waves

Whoosh unto themselves with might.

While lycra sticks to my body

It approaches, backwards it impels

In a matter of seconds, it dissipates

into sand, leaves behind sea shells.

Unwound, surrounded by nature

Relaxed, enveloped in peace

Savouring every timid second

Of the dip I took by the beach.

~inspired by Railay Beach in Krabi, Thailand 😀

Plane Rides

The fun before the fun begins,

The prequel to the show

The medium for your destination

The first step for your excitement to grow.

Plane rides! Quite exhilarating

Even for motion sick victims like me

Provided an adult’s managing all the work

(Thanks parents!) it’s all fun and carefree.

Skidding on vast airport lobbies

Getting to board the aircraft at last

Bidding your hometown farewell for a while

Ready to go and have a blast!

Finding your seat and plopping down

Flipping through airport magazines

Collecting and keeping aside vomit bags

While ignoring hostess’ procedural scenes.

At last, with a soft rumble

Picking up speed, by and by

The plane prepares for takeoff

Lo and behold! We’re in the sky!

Inches away from fluffy white clouds

Afloat in the stratosphere; flying

Oh, plane rides- they’re pretty great

Besides the blocked ears and babies crying.

~Tapasmi, inspired by a lovely year-end trip to Thailand 🙂

The Ride Through the Forest

Ochre sky and warming rays

Thawing into the dense haze

Stretched as far as eyes can see

Lies mesmerizing forestry

Bathed in sunlight, shielded faces

Scent of leaves the air traces

Swaying in the gypsy ride

Eyes darting from side to side

The cemented road, in some time

Melts into raw path of compact grime

Our voices hush as we explore

The abundance of nature galore

Trees extending up into the sky

With hives of bees scattered high

Nails of bears carved onto the trunks

Ripping the combs into syrupy chunks

Dappled light under the leafy awning

Sandy hills of termites spawning

Monkeys grooming as they gibber

Birds curled on twigs while they chipper

Foliage rustling by whistling wind

The trail we travelled slowly thinned

Rolling away from the verdure

Into a breath-taking moor

A savannah carpeted with grass

Strands with hue of faded brass

The wheaty threads cast on the lea

Dry, yet filled with life and felt so free

For miles across, their bewitching dance

Left me enchanted by nature’s trance.

Koalas

The fluffy little grey faunae

Australia- originates from there

The little Aussie wonders

Incorrectly named ‘koala bear’.

 

Yes, it is the sweet Koala

With fur so soft and grey

They are gentle herbivores

Eucalyptus their only prey.

 

Eyes so warm and inky

A bulky and black nose

And ears large as tea plates

With sharp nails on the toes.

 

Soft and gentle they may seem

And indeed; they’re not scary

But they are in the wild after all

So to interfere you must be wary.

 

Leave them space to themselves

Admire them from quite afar

Or they’ll slash at you with their teeth

Not their apparent soft avatar!

 

They eat so much eucalyptus

They are perfumed with its oil

The sleep for about 20 hours

About 4 hours of eating toil.

 

Koala mums too have pouches

To contain joeys- the little ones

No bigger than a jelly bean

And for round a decade grow the sons.

 

So next time you spy a picture

That makes you exclaim “Awww!”

Keep in mind these curious facts

And be cautious of the claw!

A Birdie On The Rooftop

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The cute bird

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Hopping closer..

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Goodbye!

It was a simply evening with

autumn breeze whistling by

I was strolling on the rooftop

When a little bird I did spy.

 

It was a dainty little thing

Perched atop a hedge

It didn’t shrink away

Rather teetered closer to the edge.

 

With genial amusement

I looked down at the fledgling

And quite nonchalantly near

my feet hopped the nestling.

 

How bonny was the chick

Red beaked and chubby

Looking up with inky eyes

Chirping, happy, and tubby.

 

In the distance came a chirp

Calling the birdie to its nest

With a cheeky glance at me

It flew back home to rest.

Winter Flowers

 

While the icy wind bites my skin

And the green leaves fade grey

Amongst the lifeless branches

A pop of hues does sway.

 

It strikes up from  the earthen pot

Where lay the trees’ shed leaves

A strong burst of joy does dwell

A lovely sight making time freeze.

 

Red, yellow, and pink dahlias

Intricacy, vibrance, and hue

Smashing paast mundane chill

A blessing bright and new.

 

Every petal the shape of morning dew

Filled in with rainbowy pigment

Flared out like rays of the sun

Held by the emeral ligament.

 

Oh the divine creation: a flower

Rising up in the season of snow

A stunning  bud striking dull gales

Oh winter flower, you dazzle me so.