Birth of the Suns
Cosmic light rises inside the darkness
That the mountains envelop
Stealing its golden hue
Entrapped in the folds of the sky
And slowly spreads
Hour 5
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I'm that awkward position between life and death
Birth of the Suns
Cosmic light rises inside the darkness
That the mountains envelop
Stealing its golden hue
Entrapped in the folds of the sky
And slowly spreads
Hour 5
Dear Father,
things remain the same as they are
the air that I breathe is yours,
trees planted by you recognize me
or is it they recognize you inside me?
the old fish bears testimony;
I live in the illusion
that you are no more
but in fact you are there
always inside me.
Hour 4
And the Gardener Likes to Drink Tea
Eves come no longer to pick up
Sweetness of flowers and fruits
Fondness of streams and dreams
Scent of forest is long gone
Maddening patches of soil in turmoil
Homes and domes are razed
And the gardener likes to drink tea
Rabit and tortoise stopped racing
Jokes enlive Elephant and ant
Peacocks have no plumes to gift
As ladders replace snakes in pits
Head bows to new concrete god
Smoked out lungs crying insane
Run for currency surpasses all
Selfish minds corroding the earth
And the gardener likes to drink tea
Wood will revive the dense
Water will wash the roots
Wind will gather the souls
Let’s own a forest like we own a car
Flowers will bloom again
Eves will return home
And the gardener likes to drink tea
Hour 3
Recipe for Solitude
Ingredients
Hour 2
Kunti’s Choice
Mother Kunti grieves not for her sons
Her own helplessness tightening her soul
She’s sure her son will be among the winners
But she will be the loser
War is never a happy choice for mothers
Whether friends or foes
Hour 1
Hello to all Marathoners
This is my third time full marathon and I am all pepped up. See ya at the ground.
Livin’ on a prayer
To die for, to live for
Isn’t it a question of whom?
We all know we move towards death
Yet we crave for life
The longer the better
It’s a funny equation you see
Guns or roses?
Can we make a difference like this?
Yes, for love we’ll pray
Yes, for peace we’ll pray
We‘ll live on a prayer a day
We’ll live on a prayer a day
Hour 24
Child’s world
And off we are to our
Imaginary treasure hunting grounds
Fighting goblins and ghosts on the way
Bickering over sharing pocketed food
Till our limbs move no more
And rescuing the princess
Is my favorite
Rushing through danger
Slaying demons and villains
I’m always the unconquered hero
Till mother’s intent gaze become intolerable
Then excuses…
But severely dealt with
Always feel hungry while reading
And everything becomes normal again
Hour 23
Monsoon comes
Clouds are no longer lonely
As monsoon approaches upon the city walls
Trees opening up their branches over
Eco parks spawning beside lanes
The reconstructed winding wetlands
Look majestic and tall before the high raises
Peacocks coming out to welcome the rains
And praying mantis merrily jigs its tail
Hour 22
Unicorn’s pride
The white unicorn waits, suppressing its breath
For its gladiator to rise
Snorting in between to nudge him
Together had they won many a battle
Over plains and valleys, over kings and allies
It knows how strong a heart master has
And this was surely not the end to rattle
It circled around a few times with master on its back
And a fiery look dazzled as they charged for their prey
Yet, one more time their power flashed at the bend
Hour 21