The Glass Bangle

Being a Woman

Whispers Of The Night Breeze

the night breeze came laden with promises

of a morrow that’d bring sunshine

she embraced the message of the breeze

even though she knew it a lie.


the night breeze soothed her raging mind

it whispered to her

of a land where she’d

never have to cry.


she snuggled under

the tattered piece of cloth

enveloped by the warmth

of her dreams.


the smile on her face

would be erased by harsh daylight

but that night on the footpath

the night breeze wouldn’t let her weep.


10 comments on “Whispers Of The Night Breeze

  1. sandradan1
    December 21, 2013

    Hi, thanks for finding and following my Spanish blog. You might like my writing blog too at
    Merry Christmas! SD


  2. dreamzandclouds
    December 2, 2013

    Loved it!! 🙂


  3. Blasphemous Aesthete
    December 1, 2013

    The night abetted by the mischievous balmy winds do have the audacity to do just that give hope and break at the same time. It is like there is still life in you, and the night must not stop until it is taken away, or filled to the brim before you fall asleep.

    Nice read.


    • The Glass Bangle
      December 1, 2013

      Thank you Aesthete. At times, the mind in desperation clings on to the tiniest shred of hope even after realising it to be a lie .


  4. matheikal
    December 1, 2013

    Lovely poem. Very suggestive. The lying night breeze is a good comfort when daylight is harsh…


    • The Glass Bangle
      December 1, 2013

      Taking refuge in lies and half truths is often the only way to cope with reality. Thank you so much for dropping by.


  5. Preethi Venugopal
    November 29, 2013

    Loved it… Touched my heart….


    • The Glass Bangle
      November 29, 2013

      Thank you Preethi. There’re some images which take residence in the mind and refuse to leave.


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