
SCHOOL GIRLS IN TULIP GARDEN, SRINAGAR
when thoughts are a mist in the dark hours-
words blur, soul’s mute, in the shower
of darkness; you, as black and white petals
bloom bringing light in earth’s bower
Posted for Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017 #19 hosted by Thotpurge
Black and white petals.. beautiful image of light. Thanks for sharing with Micropoetry Month!!!
Even in darkness there is little bit of light and colour and we should always be hopeful. This is the message I get from this beautiful poem
Ok, I am intrigued. Why are they all wearing black and white? Is this a religious festival or function?
I tried to make the picture bigger and see what was going on, but it did not help much. Smiles.
Is it ever really fully dark? I think at night sometimes it is darkest right before the light. Maybe that is our expectation making it seem so.
Light wins every time. It chases darkness away. The only way the darkness wins is when we let the light go out.
This is Srinagar, Kashmir, where militants and Indian Army are at loggerheads. Sometimes schools, colleges remain close because of bombings. However the situation is under control, now. This is the famous tulip garden where we visited and came across many school girls wearing black school uniform with a white hijab covering their head. They smiled at us, visitors. To me they were nothing but sunshine defying fear & hatred. My husband told me they were looking like tulips themselves, though in black and white because of their school uniform. This picture was taken by me.
Intrigued, I had to read it more than once. Now I see it is an ekphrastic poem.
Beautiful words- ‘you, as black and white petals bloom bringing light in earth’s bower.’
You did exrtremely well, with such a difficult form, but stylistically captured it. However, you went one step further, painting exquisite beauty with stark meaning. Very well done.
So lovely!
The synonym for the girls as black and white tulips is inspired. Your husband has poetic potential 🙂
Kashmir means house boats to me…now I am going to research hostilities going on there. Your poems are a mine of info:)Enjoyed this.