The yellow rain boots,
with layers of mud,
kept going,
in the marshes.
The pale pink dress,
snugging to the body,
was moving.
Disheveled long hair,
as darkness engulfed
all around,
with the bursting
of grey clouds.
Tired yet alive,
In pain but still moving,
to where,
who knows,
but still,
in the pursuit of happiness,
Clenching hope,
between her,
pruney fingers,
new dawn.

Fernweh is German word, means an ache to get away and travel to a distant place, a feeling even stronger than wanderlust.It literally translates to “distance-sickness.”. While someone with wanderlust might sit at home and happily fantasize about all the places they might visit, someone with fernweh would feel a deeper sense of longing, a sort of homesickness but for foreign lands.

Weekly Limerick Challenge 9 :SEASON


When it’s still dawn at six-thirty.

And your drowsy eyes, try to see, the up above, hidden orange beauty.

The sky has been lit with a fluorescent glow.

Making it a tranquil show.

It’s the sign that the time has changed, of your duty.

The above picture has been taken on my first morning in my new home. The magnificent beauty struck me so hard that I created a Limerick out of it.

This is my entry for this week’s Limerick Challenge created my Rashmi