Prodded by tiny leaves
and seduced by eager bees
buds blossom well in advance
of spring, illuminating dull leaves
and somber trees
Early Blossom
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Limerick – Lockdown Woes
His reflection gulped at him
not long ago, he was quite slim.
The gym near his condo,
spring outside his window,
his keyboard soaked his frustrated whim.
Unlikely Friends
drenched dove
hides inside thick branches
to find a friend in the eagle
Spark of Fire
I am the spark of fire
born from animosity.
I do not rue my birth
but transform into
a spark of hope
as I implant myself in
every child
who crosses my path.
I will burn in them
as a light of hope
and humanity,
till they pass me to others.
I will stay alight
with faith and joy
till the end of the world.
Hope
I stare at the ceiling, wondering if it is 1 or 2 PM. At the corner of the table is a kerosene lantern, not used for many years. I light it and walk into the night. The creatures of the night hush at the sound of footsteps, but the persistent buzz of a bee holds my attention. The bee hovers around a wild plant; an orange bud. The bud sleeps on, unheeding the bee’s buzz and noise. But, the bee does not give up. It sits on the leaves and bends towards the bud, shaking it. Suddenly, there is a loud hiss. It is not the bee, but the flower. It opens up to reveal a yellow inner part, further illuminated by the lamp. The bee moves home and rekindles in my heart the hope to live.
Dawn
orange bud blooms
baby’s first word
Spring Haiku
End of spring
two bees cling
to a decayed flower
My E-Chapbook Published in Proletaria
Hi Friends,
My E-Chapbook, Pinewood Hills, has been published in Proletaria. It contains haiku, one-line poetry and haibun. Proletaria publishes wonderful modern haiku and monostichs. If you like reading haiku and one-line poetry, do visit their site.
Do read and let me know what you think of my work. Here is the link.
My Poetry Published in the Terror House Magazine
Hi Friends,
My poems have been published in the Terror House Magazine. Hope you enjoy reading them. Here is the link.
Raindrops
droplets of rain
earth’s wishful mouth
open for torrents
Dark Night
Dark night
moon and stars hidden
in her drawing note
