Tuesday, May 15, 2018


An awesome woodhouse hides amid woods, near Kodaikanal

Sorrow fills the heart
yet nothing had lost
emotions gush to freeze
at the brim to overflow.

In the flow of river
obstacles are normal
but life isn’t silky pebbles
to wash off easily ashore.

Rowing is pleasure
only if the water is calm
in the rough sea waves
each day is a challenge.

Day and night exchange
giving chance each other
to hide the emotions in dark
and smile while sunshine.


Sandi said...

A beautiful poem. Is it yours, Jeevan?

How is your mom?

Twilight Man said...

You have written a nice and touching poem to express your thoughts well.

That hidden wooden house is my dream place for retirement.

Jeevan said...

Sandi - Yes, of course it is my poem wake up from the emotions. Mom is doing well and healing as well... She's in complete rest now and pain free. Today she is going for review after 10 days of surgery and I hope everything was positive.

Destination Infinity said...

Challenges and joys are the two pillars of life. It cannot exist without either! Beautiful poem, btw.

Destination Infinity

carol l mckenna said...

Lovely poem and what a delightful hidden house ~ xxx

Happy Day to you,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)

Nancy Chan said...

That is a nice quiet hideaway but I wouldn't want to be alone there. A very nice poem. I hope everything is well and may peace dwell in your heart.

Elsie Amata said...

What a beautiful hideaway, Jeevan, and your poem is absolutely amazing. What a lovely companion to the picture.


Polly said...

I would like a hideaway in a quiet pretty wood. Lovely poem.

Lady Fi said...

So lovely!

Karen Lakis said...

That’s a beautiful poem, Jeevan. Life has its happiness and struggles like rowing in a rough sea. I love the little hideaway- it seems like a wonderful escape.

L. D. said...

The photo is such a subtle set of low colors giving it an eerie feeling.