Saturday, August 26, 2017

One day on the sands of beach ( after Guardian)


One  day   on the  sands of  beach ( after Guardian)
One  day   he  came  back to the
Sandy shores  after  so much of  rumination;
The Blue’s  charm  and majestic  roar
Enchanted  them with a  permeating glue.
Invincible  power  and  might of  Nature
Stood afore . Roar  is  never  simply
 a  roar, but a siren for erring side.
He questions  why this prolonged
Silence from  super powers? Are
they giving a   long rope? A nod by the
 Almighty for the time being?
 Slow the   reach mode pervasive,
deepening  dark took them  into
the  abysmal night, but never calming
his  urge for quest for many unsolved
issues for quite long. That night was not
mere night -slow awakening them into
a Dawn of day and  endless  routine.
Cool Moon is always there, following us
Wherever we go. Or de we follow it ,
I know not now.We are forever children
In summer’s mode,erasing our tensions.  

Thursday, August 24, 2017

haiku

solar  eclipse
purgatorial bath - house 
getting  ready



old books  pile
powdered pieces falling
 all  around


2)    sunday  fish  fair
      so much  clatter  over dead
      in  basket

3) rainy splashes on
 cornered    piles  -   care
      and   immersion

 
4 sound of fury  
e-books  and print  ghastly
on my tables


5 )  cod liver oil
     on my  shelf - a must,
      a guest





6)tiny  tundra shine
in the net-my appetite 
abated






Thursday, August 17, 2017

haiku ( workplace )

 getting  a  clue  for
 bugging  mystery  on time
 unasked



too many bosses
around the oval table —
no decision yet

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Helpline( guardian)

Helpline ( guardian)

Centenary building viewing  beach
and   the passers  by .
I  am typist –cum-clerk of helpline
Serving  more than four decades.
Part and  parcel of  the  falling  plasters
and  seeping  corners, hanging  cobwebs;
we  are   serving  under  this  gamut
of   shaky roof   and  rummage;
life  amidst coffee breaks  and starvation
and   big  queue  before loan sanctions
endless  queries; corners  of  staircase
flooded  with  lunch boxes  munching
other’s lives. Summer’s  taps  going   dry   
soda     and  coco cola  immediate
substitute  for  quite  some.
Many  without  annual increment
On the  mercy of   ever faithful
Keyboards  vociferous, resounding
On  all corners. For  many take home
Salary is minus  loan and debt.
Oh! God! How can you  allow 
Under  your  purview this
Dystopian  ugly  pervading  for
Years   unchecked   as  the  rolling
waves   touch  and go by the sandy shores.
I  wish   I  too one  among  the

Gyrations  and colourful fish




Tuesday, August 15, 2017

haiku

  inside  the  court
  no ill will –only sweat
and  winning  spirit


 moving  front   and  back
 its   fate  -the  bat decides
 always


Saturday, August 12, 2017

Faith ( guardian)

Faith

Climb    the  ladder  of  highest  peak
With    mighty  steps  of  unswerving  Faith
 not merely as an armed soldier
but  even as wealth less, un armed
brave  the  world  vile ;
if  bereft of  faith ,life be bereft
of  harmony  and   peace.

Let  all  the  squadrons  thwart  you
let  all the  satanic  herd  barge
on you  with  fake  stamp  of   conquering
angst. let not   Faith  forsake you
even  in the  rim  of  exhaustion .
Even if   all  the thimbles  gather
And  be  charged  at you,  Faith
Let it not  disown me  and  you.  


Be it  Cross  or  temple, let
The  Supreme  wield His
Protective  armour  for  me,
Sit  by Faith , make my stand 
By it.  Let  my  ship  sail
With  steady  mast  and  safety.
Faith “ be thou  my spirit”..

  







Wednesday, August 09, 2017

after " issa --

oh!  Cockroaches
You   and  i  monopolise
kitchen cupboards



  my dear  pussy cat
  come  and  nibble  the leaves
 play by the plate 

we  recline
some  dry patches -edge
 of  the green  fields

Monday, August 07, 2017

haiku


in the  kitchen  
gurgling of  gravy  in pan
 tempting

winds    blow  still
can not  douse  the
 embers


so many tread 
on burnt  ashes
 still


Hiroshima
another  rework is 
far off

in the  face of  
defacement, hope  is
flowering  up


traces  of  inhuman
on the   corridor
even  now



Hiroshima
crumbling  walls  the  babe

 hears from womb 

Saturday, August 05, 2017

haiku

  long  flight
   book  on  haiku –balances

  my  stay

Friday, August 04, 2017

Life is a Dream -Ashbury( Guardian)

Life   is   a Dream  -Ashbury( Guardian)

 In  a  seething,  pushing, gathering  
mass  of  come  and  jostle  and  go,
In  malls, shopping  complexes,
like   cloth bundles  we are all  rolled
until  need comes  we are  freed.
Some  with  thinking pad  in their
hands, many with hurried  scales
to  skid  and   go.

I  am  one   among  the zebra  crossing
before   the  signal falls. At one  point
wondering   where  to  stand : how  to
take life’s pitfalls, how  to  gulp the
heavy  doze of bitter, not  exposed
facts hitherto hidden. Yonder   a few
feel  I am   blocking  the passage.    
Some   magic  in the  format of

intuition   forays  a   wait  signal.
‘wait’ more  and  more  to   unearth;
 Now   I realize  that,  life  can be
anything. What    I   see  is  not 
what  it is!   What  it  is   to be  there,
in store   awaiting  in  distance  shore.
This  self  realization   has knocked
 The door. I am  near  the  Door now.
  





Wednesday, August 02, 2017

haiku

 eating at your  desk
 rehearse  monthly  budget
 swallow  loss

Tuesday, August 01, 2017

hhh

   balloon  blows  slow
 triggers   off  her  mouth -she
    chases  cracked sound


car parking
peep sound –arrival of
landlord

Unweeding
metallic  sound of the
gardener

haiku

monster fear
getting  squeezed  between
 two doors