Sunday, February 23, 2020

Ring of words ( after Guardian)


Ring of words ( after Guardian)

Every thing has got its own place,
tune and corner, ringing in its pace.
Words well said sound  apt when
Uttered   by right thinking  and
Song has its meaning and melody
Sung by a ringer in tunes warped
In his moods of choice set to times;

I have understood impact of words
In day to day life and sail of each minute.
Lover  and lunatic  sing their own songs
In day light, in noon’s bright and day’s  beam.
Sunset and fall  never intervene,
Their affairs and afflictions, for red  and white
linger in the same valley for all.




Saturday, February 15, 2020

Me, color and moon


Me, color  and moon

I  want color, zest in colorful life,
 a song to merge with color of life,
 greenness in the greenery of life’s
blooming green, adding color to my life
of   merry singing in love’s take;


my singing is not dull for it draws
inspiration from the chirping and moving
above  endless in grafting  all around us;
The moon, plump like babe’s cheek
 touching my  love pad, waxing its melody.

I walk and walk, looking at the moon,
Moon is my light, my  bright, my cheers
Moon is my beam of  love and lure,
Moon is  my day of luck, my love;


In my lady love, the moon and color
Merge with prosperity and bloom,
Moon is my  philosopher and guide,
Propelling into love and  pots of luck.









Saturday, February 01, 2020

Conversation between the tree and wall


 After  ( Sycamore Gap)
Conversation between the tree  and wall

 Between you and me
There is always an edge,
a feel of  uncompromising
complex; though driven by the wind,
 I spread  and establish my territory,
Roots beyond counts and not be shaken;
Tree  began its inner feelings;
Wall replies  now, unyielding,
This valley belong to me,
Though you have  occupied, unauthorized,
taking asylum, I allowed  you to grow
further deep in my crevices and cleavage;
you survive because of my solidarity,
 you spread like a  terrifying ghost,
at times, even  I am scared by your
luminous growth and spread.
Wall continues, but there is one
Common spectator  and listener,
 Silence  pervades in and around.