IN THE BOBOLI GARDENS

 

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We are partying tonight

Us, the wordy-beings

As our feet strike the dancing floor

Lighty-flighty mighty words

Begin to rise from terrazzo

We are drinking deep

The Soma-rasa* of intoxicating words

Fragrance of exotic sumptuous meal

Soothing our hungry souls

In the Boboli gardens

We all hear the whispering voice

“In the beginning was the Word

And the Word was with God

And the Word was God”

We recognize ourselves

Under this starry night

“We are one"

*. Soma rasa is a CONCEPTUAL beverage of Gods , which is described as Truth (Sathyam), Auspiciousness( Sri:) , light /radiance (Jyothi:) in the Rig-Veda (Wikipedia)

 

Posted for Poet’s Ball @ d’Verse Poets

 

SNAKES

The snake charmer played on his Been*

Gracefully swung the cobra’s hood

We flocked in hundreds to the scene

 

The snake charmer played on his Been

“Crikey**” wasn’t heard in the scene

Spectators were in happy mood

 

The snake charmer played on his Been

Gracefully swung the cobra’s hood

 

*a musical instrument like a flute

**The Crocodile Hunter Steve Irwin’s favorite phrase

 

Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Snakes @ Poets United

UNEXPECTED

When Nature or Fate chuckles at us

We are taken aback in awe

Take the case of “miracle baby”

The mother conceived it

In her fallopian tube

The father was morosely driving

To the hospital to relieve

The mother of her pain

By having it operated

On the way they met with an accident

The father escaped unscathed

Mother received the blow in her

Lower abdomen and the baby

Was forced its way to the safe

Home of mother’s uterus

                 

Or take the case of that man

Whose eyes only saw

The dense black waves and

Made his world the darkest place

No human hands could

Give him back those light

Of which he had no experience

Yet on one stormy day

He was struck by lightning

And Lo and Behold

The world revealed to him

In color, light and joy*

 

So as Mary says we have to embrace

The journey and whatever it gifts us

Joy or sorrow we cannot avoid

 

 

*I came to learn of these two incidents from news channel and YouTube

 

Posted for Gabriella’s prompt Unexpected @ Poetry Jam

FLY AWAY PEACE

 

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Scarlet sky storming furiously

Spewing hatred, venom, anger

Released from serpentine hearts

Darkening dreamy eyes

Death’s dizzy delight

Noor-al-Najdi*’s

Lips’ slip sealed

White Dove

Groans

 

*a ten year old girl killed in Rafah by Israel bombing

 

(The poem is a Nonet that has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second eight syllables and so on until line nine that finishes with one syllable)

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Posted for Poetry Pantry @ PoetsUnited

THE KEY

Imprisoned in a nameless world

She has forgotten to pine

It was always like this as it were

Only an endless present

She smiles

Like a newborn in sleep

If you call her

She will look up

Though not sure if that word (name)

Belongs to her

Days into nights

And nights into days

She breathes and vegetates

All this because she has lost

Her key to the past

Never to be retrieved

 

Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ The Key @ Poets United

IMPOSSIBLE PLACE

My long tentacles of attachment

Do not let me go to the place

Where Words made of light

Vibrate giving clarion call

To follow them wholeheartedly

 

I shudder to let go of my desire

To make a feast with my senses

Of the world with all its

Color, music and form

That is both hard and soft

I cannot dream of my taste buds

Becoming snails on a dry and rough path

 

Yet those shining, smiling Words

Beckon to their dwelling place

Which is so high from this ground

And I know that craggy uphill path

Is not for me at all

Still they keep on sending signals

And whisper in my dream

To shed of some parts of me

Only to be with them which I cannot

 

Posted for Peggy’s prompt An Impossible Place @ Poetry Jam

PARTY

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Clinking, bubbling mirth

Party-aficionados

Red bleary-eyed boss

 

Posted for Haiku Horizons prompt Party