THE GARDENER


Lie down , on the soft green grass.
The silken carpet is spread for you
for you to rest
on the cosy emerald
 with ease and  comfort …
The gardener tonight watered the weeds
Lo! It transformed into a satin sheet..,
How much he cares ,
Do you realize…
He snipped off the rough edges
while you sleep…
 
Open your eyes ,
absorb the beauty..
The vast sky spreads its arms with care…
 
The gardener awaits …
till you wake up…
a thousand flowers  embrace your season…
with ravishing dew drops
will the jewels shine…
 your soul and heart  forgets
There is a gardener to water,
The Garden of your life!

A different song


how do I sing a new melody,

of blissful tunes

that wipes old tragedy…

 

in a pitch higher than the rest

on a note different

but the best…

how doth the nightingale weaves

everyday a gorgeous tale…

 

how shall this unsung lore

of love, be

a song of courage…

 

sing along , O humming bird

why doth your voice so vibrate

yeah! I hear the heartbeats

betwixt your sighs

those which reverberate…

 

lets hum , lets pluck

the harmonious strings

tap and dance like a ball

only you and me

on the crust of the earth

O ! chime of the wind serene!

 

 

I bask !


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I bask in the gleaming sunshine
 the soft wind kisses my whorls,
through miles it traversed,
playing with the clouds dancing above


the  weeds of thoughts 
 now brushed aside
I snuggle in the 
warmth of your love....
with an embrace 
I enliven myself...
for yet another hundred years...
pacifies my restless heart
in tranquil I sleep
amongst the tender filaments of love
I discover the affection lying within!

scarlets,pinks,bloom in flush
the pasture shines with a silvery streak,
in valleys I tumble down
whirling my passionate thinkings!

The empty plate


Not a morsel for her
every grain  hath been shared,
the empty plate shines
reflecting her freckled face…

mockingly it shows
her vulnerability
saddened eyes
painted with poverty…

pangs of hunger make noise
the rattle of unfilled stomach
is heard
even if disguised…

laughs the empty plate
at the cruel fate
what a destined day!
Where the world feasts
and
I remain starving for days…

wish I was a possession of a proud kitchen
decked with sumptuous dishes to succor
for then, 
I would not have been so vindictive
cursing my owner,
the famished being …

Nature around us !


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The myriad colours of these smiling flowers

are an inspiration to the dreary routine of human life.

Autumn Song


in the rustling of tender leaves

I discover a mellifluous tune

which basks in the glory

of the shining sun…

beneath the shelter of

the lovely mulberry…

 

my ears hear the playful melodies

the noise of crickets

and some frogs playing near,

yet in their croaking voice I find

the melody of the enchanting nature…

 

the gushing flow of the brook near

flock of canaries swing

with butterflies swirling over

I celebrate the autumn song

of precious earth

in tiny sounds

that I hear!

 

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O! Thundering clouds!


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O ! thundering clouds!

shower ! rain thy selfless love today!

in pain dances the alluring peacock…

amidst the jungle ,camouflaged

restless is its heart and the storming weather!

gazing at the grey clouds above

it awaits thy ecstatic drizzle

tired feet ,ache

as endless,becomes the  terpsichore…

The salve to the dreary feet

whilst it moves to the lilting tunes

is in your drops ,O ! sailing clouds!

Rain !

The peacock awaits today for your shower!

THY FINGER !


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Will you lend me thy finger

to clasp

through the path of life

I ,the tender musing

in the desert sands …

grope and pine…

 

flew the golden particles

with the wind

I ,stuck in the desert,

search for the glow of

the night star…

 

With intense faith

I secure myself,

As I way through

The stifling storms

whilst the earth appears unchanged

within the mind ,turmoil plays havoc…

DEMURE


I’m in the pearls
those which adorn the earth
with their exquisite
beauty…

watching your delicate steps
on the nearby meadow
rests where my soul
in drops of dew spread …

breathing the perfume
that you once wore
fragrances which my heart
as the lilies droop more…

quietly I whisper your name
vales and hills echo the same
proclaiming of the adore
for the demure
vanished who abruptly in the far jungles…

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The singing breeze


gently the breeze

kisses the flowers dangling

from the tender branch…

they shy and curl

their petals

blushing in crimson scarlet hue…

like an old melody

playing on a piano

the breeze sings the tune

the song of love.