Saturday, September 25, 2021

Thames’ charm, a magic…

 


Poem of the week: Thames by John Challis


Thames’ charm, a magic…


Thames! Oh! The very name sounds 

like a magician, like wonder working 

machine in my mind, triggers a salient

 norm running   through whole day;


All days’ accumulation, running in its pile,

gathering of waste and sagged iron,

rusty musty wooden carves, bolts, sediments,

boats and commuters, Thames unyielding

finds a space within its space, a lure 

 to visitors; reveling from unfading sight

of unbounded joy, pulsating within;

Thames resurrects the past, history, hidden

mysteries, “drowned possessions”, jewels,

 coins, submerged souls tied up to boats,

a belief all proved to be futile, nullified,

now the blessed hour, turn of Thames,

undogging all agile farmers, resurrectionists,

those  ill-fated with suicidal tendencies;

a time for mourning for Thames, how

to surmount the chaos, Nature’s wrath

all past and recurring bow? Still finding 

a space to sleep, or rest, or  in its own

dream world, where is there is no space.




Saturday, September 18, 2021

HADE OR FADE AFTER ‘Poem of the week: Sonnet 65 by William Shakespeare’

 


SHADE  OR FADE 

AFTER  ‘Poem of the week: Sonnet 65 by William Shakespeare’


LOVE and love’s rays 

Sing a song of radiance 

 with its abiding notes,

in summer’s lasting day,

its rays prevail over young

those in deep love;

no stone, nor weapon, 

nor angered throw 

shall withstand their sway;

their love like tender flower

nothing can suppress,

yet  stubborn sway persists

what can undo the dying ?

  the young don’t believe in time

nor do they rebel, yet a will

carries them ahead, bend them

to annihilation in days 

resistance  and not yield.

 


Saturday, September 11, 2021

Walking along the green path

 Poem of the week: Beer for two in Böckler Park, Berlin by Lucy Burnett


Walking along the green path


Walking along the green path

You asked me love poem

but I composed a voluminous 

book of writes running beyond

describes and my cherished feeling 

running every nook and corner.

Tiling my umbrella protecting

You, I promised I would always

Stand by you in rain and sunshine;

A ring for your ring finger, 

Smile pouring out from your

Jubilant face, hugging me

With all warmth and innocence.

Waiting for a great day 

When our two hearts and souls

and bodies in unison celebrate

HIS move, now a coke 

Would we revel in .




Saturday, September 04, 2021

Not that easy to say good bye

 Not that easy to say  good bye



Not that easy  to say  good bye

Welcome, welcome, we all like 

  the note and tone, cordial and congenial,

 but to bid good bye is sad and severe,

strict to your heart to digest;

yet some moments and times,

testing and teasing beyond your patience

drawing you  for more solution.

The  sea is  calm, full of lull, 

As if to partake of my farewell,

 Not upsetting my mood and mindset,

A baggage full of memories 

Cannot be erased, still and steady

  Wherever I am , waves  and shores

Recall me, the same sail and spot.