Friday, 2 August 2013



Abode

This is my home.
It is made of words.
The red head
Woodpecker
Tapping the slender palms
For worms
Playful kids
Sloshing about
In puddle
Evening vespers
Drawing in the soul
Peaceful jasmines
Filling the night
With fragrance
 Aren’t they made of words too?
In the beginning
There was Word
So word be my oasis
Let it be my cover.
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Wednesday, 31 July 2013

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Black swan’s dance


Black swan dances
To regular rhythm
Blooming clouds
Sway their heads
Time grimaces
With cuckoo’s song
Grim little bards
Sway their heads
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Sunday, 28 July 2013



AN INSPIRATION FROM WATER TABLE
It’s less than a speck of dust
Without color and shape
An invisible entity
Unseen from Space
Our shy blue planet
Doing her daily round of spinning
Producing wondrous days and nights
Caring in her bosom
The endless oceans and life
Isn’t it a wonder that
A mere trifle
Bearing the infinity!
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