My Promise #writephoto

For Sue’s Thursday Photo Prompt – Tokens -#writephoto

A promise to render from myself,
a promise to keep forever.
Seasons, winds and life may change.
But I shall stand affirm in my word.
True as vastness of the sky,
and white love from moon.
As deep is the red for poinsettia-
bleeding flesh of heavenly embodiment,
in such a depth runs my source of words.
An autumn leaf for you-
a mix of red and  brown and orange.
When the whole season is beautiful,
do not look for beauty only in those maples,
but seek for hidden mysteries,
away from your sight or
hidden in plain sight.
The only time when death is beautiful,
and not cried upon.
There are leaves around,
to be crumbled and broken.
Listen to their voices ‘neath your shoes,
and hear those trees while they shed.
Secret of life, they might,
pass down, if  interested.
The two buttons be defined by you,
not by those colors of same birth.
I leave it to you for eternity,
let them be together every time.
Orange be your blood and
red be your soul.
Orange be contained but,
not the red- let it float and float and float.
Feather of a raven be the last.
Do not be fooled dear one,
for this be the most precious.
One intelligent black fellow,
has carried this on his wings,
being travelled to the two worlds,
one wise compass this can be.
Drop it and seek your path,
it might whisper the truth.
lest winds should dominate.

And whenever you see a face,
or something like a face,
with these three omens near,
trust me,
I have been keeping my promise,
from the beginning and even now,
even when I am defined by a piece of rock.


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        1. 🙂
          So i have to be with him the whole time.
          When I was in India, at my home, I dint have to bother about cooking and all 😀 just his classes and have meals on time 😀 my mom was there 😛

          But here case is different. I need to take care of everything.. at least on holidays, I get a break… husband takes over everything 😀 else I would have burst out of stress :/

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      1. All good Nima 😊 busy with kids schooling … most of the teaching work is on us .. elder one is ok.. younger one tough .. can’t teach the basics only 🙆‍♀️ she too is moody, lazy, doesn’t listen ..

        how’s your son’s online classes?

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    1. Oh dear Harsh… 😦
      I seriously dont know how to.. 😦
      Follow your heart maybe !! I am not being bossy here.. but I really dont know if I am someone to tach poetry too !! Am just writing Harsh.. this is my way of therapy 🙂

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      1. That’s not fair. You have to teach me. I don’t know if you remember this or not but, you were going to teach me and Shweta how to write such wonderful poetries. Now it’s high time you teach. 😁😛

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