Spinster

The hag and the haggard Was once a piece of meat A prize cut – the tenderloin – Tender, succulent and flavorsome – When expectations reigned over Her stubborn heart and the man in front Was always a little too short A little fat, a little non-intellectual And now she stands alone Soaked in die-hard…

Life Begins At 40

30s went with no bank accounts With scraps of employment feeding the intellectual No woman till 38 – that too after he ventured to cyberspace And found a lush sanctuary at the end of his summer After all even fate was earned by will power And now the 40th milepost is just 8 months away…

Autumn Royalty

The true beauty of abscission Lies in her abdication of throne To coronate mother earth  In a crown of foliage

Foliage (2)

Emancipated by amnesty And gliding to the fall mistral Are a throng of parachutes In a myriad shades of brown Undressing skeletal maples To stitch a graceful auburn frock Over the bosoms of Gaia

Fall

Flow of two lips in a river of dreams A journey of many confluences Interface of the carnal and metaphysical Bisected by breath and juxtaposed in gaze The clarity of a dream seen through open irises And the porthole of time Places that lie beyond horizon’s curtain And the ports that were left behind The…

Seasons

Gliding in frames of time Washed with inimitable color Barcoded emotion sprinkled on the horizons Where change is an inevitability Yet beauty rests endless Transient creatures, phasic enigmas Maneuvered by celestial objects Flowing in karmic incarnations, soulful and spiritual Where the soul is a voyager Sculpting the rituals of terrestrial beings As they cycle through…