Swarnali Nath
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Nature’s Own Song
I tried to hear the sound of nature. I went to the terrace and looked around. A Bulbul was singing the melody of the monsoon. A frog was croaking in the nearby pond. The fine drizzle of rain was making… Continue reading
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MoonForest
I touch the soft moon beams, I taste the milkish light I smell the glowing white I hear the moon singing me a lullaby Looking above, I see, A magic is floating in the sky. The MoonForest with a white… Continue reading
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Rustling of Leaves
The rustling sound of leaves tell me that you’re here with me, that you have been walking with me, In a parallel timeline On the parallel paths. But I can’t touch you; You’ve been so far Twinking beside the evening… Continue reading
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Trance of Kadamba
Standing beneath the Kadamba tree I hear the flute Calling my name from a faraway land. I sit in the midst of the fallen flowers and keep my head on His shoulder In the trance of Kadamba, I see Krishna… Continue reading
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Jasmine Garland
My secret lover leaves at the arrival of dawn. The jasmine flowers weave the garland with my teardrops. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the… Continue reading
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Inhaling the Seasons
The wind carries the scent of the seasons, I breathe it in, deep and slow, giving birth to a new hope, and let go of what remained unspoken… (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of… Continue reading
The Blissful Storyteller 