Mystery
Whitewashed mushrooms
like whitewashed sins
will not remain hidden
under the cover of foliage
the clue lies there
Hour 14
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I'm that awkward position between life and death
Mystery
Whitewashed mushrooms
like whitewashed sins
will not remain hidden
under the cover of foliage
the clue lies there
Hour 14
Dog named Lumpy
looks patiently on the bedspread
Sweet little thing
wearing laurels
waits for its turn
Hour 13
Reunion
Old friends gathered together
with smiles and styles
chatting over dinner table
savouring dishes of choice
tempered with fun and frolic
joy overfills the heart
times square revisited
beautiful lives recreated
and lost moments recaptured
Hour 12
Laughter
Fathoms the mysteries of life
the lonely traveller
walks the countryside
with a ha ha and a ha ha…
Hour 11
Forever
Destiny brought us close
our love will shape it
if you are with me
everything is our world
if you are not
an exile for us
Together today
tomorrow unknown
but our love under the sky
will remain forever
Hour 10
Orange Candy
Prized possession
only shared among best friends
a fight here, a scuffle there
getting along once again
just for an orange candy
Hour 9
Board Game
Life’s a board game
of pits and stones
of deceit and dreams
of intrigues and ideologies
of heroes and hopes
to win is to play well
Hour 8
Tiny Butterfly
Tiny butterfly spreading its wings
ready to carry two worlds
one old, one new
one to live, one to give
then rest on a choicest tendril
among leaves
to do the same act
all over again
Hour 7
Letter from Ancestor
My dear
I am long gone
but I wish you well
do not hurt the pigeons
let the mongoose live in the bushes
Ah…do you water the plants I planted?
the gulmohar, the deodar and the cedar
the mango bears fruits now…
give some to the children
the old neighbor’s health
but a faltering pain
visit you must
My dear
one day when you will be long gone
you’ll understand the small nothings
then write a letter to your young ones
wishing them well in life
just like how I wrote
life goes on
Hour 6
Humility and Arrogance
The humble sunflower gaily flutters
in a space quiet and shady
under the bulky oak tree
overlooking the pavement
The arrogant landlord
knitting brows
holds an empty wine glass
as ransom
Hour 5