Ladakh Divine I

Ladakh Divine I short poem

Photo by Sharada Prasad

I could feel my soul flee
To the purple – red – brown mountains
Where my feelings flow like the waters of Indus
Or is it the Shyok?
Where shadows of dawn & dusk
Move silently with the sun…
Partially covering the mountain facades
My eyes feast on dew drops on the patches of grass
With its golden bloom.
Fresh scent of poplars restores my soul
As it soars & soars higher
Where water, clouds, sky & mountains intertwine
In a timeless place called Ladakh, gloriously divine.

This poem is part of the Poetry Book Solitude and Other Obsessions

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 3.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Profile photo of Uma Sudhindra

Uma Sudhindra

Signup / Login to follow the poet.
Eternal optimist, passionate & a keen learner. I love the outdoors & am at ease in the mountains & on the seas. Books are my constant companions & music is my stress buster. Travel & Indian Armed Forces are passions around which a large part of my life revolves, so much so, my entrepreneurial venture is based on both. My daughters are the centre of my universe and a few friends are a precious part of my constellation.A philosophy of life I live long as you know & love who you are, opinions are just background noises.
Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

Be the First to Comment & Review poem!

Notify of

Divine Heathen Lurches Philosophical

Divine Heathen Lurches Philosophical long poem

index finger of left hand (likened to Michelangelo meticulously chiseling away at marble block), this poe whit attempts to coax (zealously tap into his latent indivisible quo shunt, sans self imposed quotidian literary endeavor slow lee witnessing, an emergent reasonably

An Ode The The Divine!

An Ode The The Divine! short poem

You curled, cruised, kicked and got her crazy She enjoyed a cocktail of emotions and images all so fuzzy You slumbered after all wailing and weep She comforted you all night trading her sleep You talked miles and miles She

Mutual Divine Love

Mutual Divine Love short poem

When your hot breath passes through warmth of my breath an amazing heat is born from the burning volcano of love that generates a new energy for two hearts to board a ship of love-dreams When my thirsty eyes peep

Divine Child School

Divine Child School short poem

A school in a village without any pastel – Divine Child which never cares for riel Strives for excellence. Does propel The children upwards and rebel Against injustice gigantic or sea shell; Strives to let its stars and carvings excel

The Divine

The Divine ode

He awakens To a wicked world Of His own design Where the Damned Live amongst The Divine Their perfect little lives An illusion Fueled by vanity As He searches The darkness for light And His sanity Rythm of the heart