Monsoon Feeling (2)

Pink and yellow in stripes and bands On a twilight sky sprinkled with light Kites hovering in the distance Waltzing with the veering wind A rainbow arches beyond the visible horizon As if to pave a highway of nostalgia To monsoons of yesteryear When rain water splashed on window panes As if to eavesdrop on lovers …

A Troupe Of Elephants

Giant feet plodding on porous crumbling soil Journeying south where no man can spoil On a corridor of green down a strait of life No man to moan nor any residue of strife ……… Giants and dwarfs in assorted bliss Where trumpets lift and born is the trace of a kiss Mother and calf, on…

Life

We dance On a slanted ballroom  Holding a creature ever so dear Dancing round and round – in circles and squares Stepping on familiar and unfamiliar floor tiles Pirouetting and falting, sliding and tip-toeing To the music of our heartbeats Until one palpitation withers and fades As one soul gazes far in to the lumen…

A Still Night

In the night that knows no sound In the lazy wind that sleeps in nonchalance Is a ballet of stillness on a stage of nature Where providence surrenders To the deepest meditation When passivity diffuses to every vein and tip And solitude infects dwelling places of spirits – In the absence of accompaniment Of a…

A Walk By A Lake

I see a tranquil lake Without a turn or a ripple Sleeping beautiful Without a care in the world I see her anchored boats That have found their jetties Retired from journeys that were once embarked And hulls that will forever be parked I see pelicans and storks on the edge of the lake The…

A Frame of Nature

In the imperfection of creation Lies the fallibility of genes The oddness in craftsmanship And the erosion of time and age Nature’s heirloom nurtured to perfection By the synergy of providence Where jigsaw puzzles are filled By the naked eye And all of imperfection unites on a retina To etch the perfect frame – a color…

Nature’s Design

Amidst the lush vegetation And interspersed fauna There lies nature’s mastery of procreation  Where thieves and looters of pollen Push the wheels of life Down the slope of time