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

 

A Cacophony of Birdsong

(APRIL-24)

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My day breaks

With the cacophony of birdsong

My heart dances

This waking can never go wrong

My eyes capture

Another iris’s soft crimson glow

My soul feels

The gentle breezy freedom’s flow

A beautiful prayer- moment for all arrives

May Mother Nature and her babies thrive

May this little dream for all survives

Posted for Ella’s prompt Poem a Day  : Next Stop wonderland @ Real Toads

   APRIL-23

DESERTS

Deserts in Rajasthan

Deserts in India

Deserts of Asia

Deserts in Africa

Deserts in Australia

Deserts of the world

The list is unending

But nowhere you’ll get

Desserts with ice-cream

Except in Desertcape-Resort Jodhpur

Where through the casement

You might catch a glimpse

Of a sudden desert storm

Posted for Isadora Guye’s prompt Invoking “the Goog” @ Real Toads

&

Shared with Peggy’s prompt Desserts @ Poetry Jam

    APRIL-22

                                                image by lolamouse, 2014, @ Real Toads

A weird land

Where look-a-likes rule

Smile a mask

Posted for lolamouse’s prompt @ Real toads