SUNSET

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That eye of promise

Does set every heart aflame

With returning pledge

Posted for Alan’s prompt Sunset @ Poetry  Jam

   MAY DAY

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The trigger happy police

Always first to fire

They try to trap the naive

In political quagmire

The telegraph pole

They filled with bullet-hole

And are very prompt to put

Truth on funeral pyre

This is the story of each and every nation

Thus workers unite for May-Day Celebration

Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ May Day or Walpurgis Night @ Poets United

    THE ALIEN

(APRIL – 30)

                                         from wikipedia, fair use

In the barren land

Where silence is chiseled

Into poison

Each grain of time

Is spent in

Brewing bloodshed

You begin

An explorer’s life there

As a plowman?

Seeding Love?

No wonder

The Betrayal cost only

Thirty pieces of silver

Posted for M’s prompt   Word List with Grapeling - Day 30 NaPoWriMo 2014

@ Real Toads

   TALK TO THE ANIMALS

              (APRIL – 29)

                                  Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

Who are you?

Paapeeetooooo…..paapeeetooooo

(Can’t you guess?)

But you’re not cuckoo

Paapeeetooooo…...paapeeetooooo

(Aww...don’t make a mess)

You must be green for I can’t see you

Paapeeetooooo…..paapeeetooooo

(Aha…Leaves are cozy)

You are not single…are you?

Paapeeetooooo…..paapeeetooooo

(Hey…stop being so nosey)

Your mate has same color as you?

Paapeeetooooo…..paapeeetooooo

(O my....question about color and race!)

A mother, a father or a lover what are you?

Paapeeetooooo…..paapeeetooooo

(Oh....another one without grace)

My dearest bird I’m sending the voice of you

Paapeeetooooo…..paapeeetooooo

(How and pray why?)

In word form to far-away lands you’ll like it won’t you?

Paapeeetooooo…..paapeeetooooo

(Do as you like…good bye)*

*That’s the end of my conversation with this unseen friend of mine who wakes me up every single day…I hope to get a glimpse of this feathered friend one day J

Posted for Helen’s prompt Talk To The Animals @ Real Toads

  

A DREAM

(APRIL-28)

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Bone-dry land’s jaws gape

No mercy-drop from above

Life scorched and curled up

Peacock-dance a distant dream

Indian summer rages

Posted for Open Link Monday @ Real Toads

  

A DIRGE

(APRIL-27)

                                                              courtesy WWF

Where each atom meditates

Silence reigns supreme

There’s our* home

In the Himalayas

Where the leaf deer** springs

And a 100 million year gecko*** ticks

There’s our home

In the Himalayas

Where I become one with the leaves

And fly in the moist air to my heart’s content

There’s our home

In the Himalayas

But lately we feel the atoms quaking

As your piercing eyes have found us out

Will our Paradise be lost?

But WE were not disobedient

*Flying frogs discovered in 2008 in the Eastern Himalayas, (a biological treasure trove now threatened by climate change)

**One of the world’s oldest and smallest deer species (Muntiacus Putaoensis)

***a newly discovered reptile

Courtesy: WWF (World Wide Fund For Nature)

Posted for Margaret’s prompt Play it Again, Toads #4

I used Archive #1     Transforming Frog Day!!

&

Shared with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United

      

     Full Moon Nights

           (APRIL-26)

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The wily man is contesting polls

The wherewithal has arrived timely

Hanging that winsome smile

He’s begging for votes with folded hand

He doesn’t mind a wonky chair

Or vituperative words of the opponent

He chuckles and tames the werewolf

 Within him and waits with patience

After the win he’s ready to welcome

 Full moon nights that each day will bring

Posted for Marian’s prompt W word list @ Real Toads

      

A NIGHT SONG

(APRIL-25)  

                                          

Lisa Gordon Photography

 

I love nights

When it smells jasmine

And moths fly

I love moths

When they rush to taste light

I love dreadlocks

They are my banyans

Under which

I lay my head and sleep

In the day

From the arched door

A face emerges

She comes and tells me

“I am your mother”

I don’t know her

But her eyes are tearful

And what’s a mother anyway?

Posted for Artistic Interpretations with Margaret – Willard Asylum @ Real Toads

                                     

  

ELECTION-2014

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Words rock and roll

My country goes to poll

The political tongue

Full of harangue

From beings without a soul

My country goes to poll

We follow the monkey trail

Chanting the promises so frail

Made by beings without soul

My country goes to poll

          

(Read somewhere “democracy without education is hypocrisy without limitation”…full-fledged election campaign is going on in India....as we are helplessly watching media blaring out

their wisdom these lines came to my mind)

Posted for Björn’s prompt Poetic journalism - “dagsvers” @ d’Verse

SCIENCE

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The mighty one

I like how

You dissect wonder

And free reason

Slit fear

To birth light

But I abhor

When your children

Wipes out civilization

By throttling

Sane voices

And you watch

Tears in your eyes

How wretchedly helpless

You are

You’re picking up pebbles

By that shore

Where Paced Buddha the mighty one

And the Nazarene spoke more

Posted for Susan’s Mid-Week-Motif ~ Science @ Poets United