This poetry is based on a trip to the beautiful Meghalaya - A north-eastern Indian state, rich in natural beauty and culture! Explore my experience through the verses below in two interesting patterns:
- You can try reading the first two lines of each stanza : For a rhyming melody. (Humm in any tone you like btw ;))
- Read the whole including the third line for some extra philosophical dose! (Coz there is always something to read between the lines!)
MEgh-aLaYa ( the abode of clouds)
|The golden Mawphlang morning! (pic credits : liFe in 'mm')|
A little of sunshine, a little of the valley,
Look below the bridges to find gurgling streams, these are the ones which make up dreams.
And, look afar to spot the lone backpacker, lost and found, in his own game.
A little of adventure, a little bit of thrill,
Look, as you wade through the deep dark cave, the rocks must have let someone pave.
And, look at the shimmering work of the Supreme artist, light can do only so much justice.
A little of humanity, a little play-time with kids,
Look at the innocent laughter and the smiles so warm, take a moment to soak in all the charm.
And, look at the thinning waterfall, while you remain overflowing with joy!
A little of speed, a little of the gently winding roads,
Look at the ups and downs of life and hills, both with grand golden frills.
And, look at the short speeding journey of life, make sure you craft it rather well.
A little of introspection, a little of ‘who am I’ moments,
Look at what matters and what doesn’t, look at your only chance to craft the present.
And, look at the surprising contrast of the talking machine and the silent man!
A little of clear blue waters, a little of strong root bridges,
Look at how nature evolves, struggles and sustains, finally only the strong remains.
And, look, beyond just the beauty of things, at the strong core and the soft heart!
A little of warm bright sunrises, a little of cold starry nights,
Look at the ripples on the lake, count the moments you wish to take.
And, look at the bounty of nature - quite generous, caring and strict, all like a mother!
A little of valleys and golden hues, a little of narrow never-ending roads,
Look at how nature dresses up every season, from her green gown to a golden frock without a reason!
And, look, how we humans are just decors clinging to the sides of the colossal nature!
A little of sharing, a little of caring,
Look at all the goodness around, let the best of human nature abound,
And, look at your new-found friends, while they laugh, each with a unique ship to sail!
A little of cold and of warmth, a little of peace and of longing,
A little of everything in between, and yet a rare sense of belonging.
Look, there in the abode of clouds, at that steep turn, lies a part of you which might never return,
Look, not at the loneliness of the scenic grave, for that is where we are heading with nothing to save,
Instead, look somewhere at those scenic cottages and then inside yourself, you might discover a story worth pages...