Thursday, July 24, 2014

On rain and memories...



...rain walks in
with
a cool mix of metered showers
spells -
a magical lull
a warm effortless lug
into
lubricating memorable times...

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Sheer Loneliness...

...almost midnight
and a lonely owl
flying through cloudy skies
manages to swoop
on a low height street lamp
probes dark crevices on walls
lurks
hoots
finds nothing
hoots again
long
waits movement of preys
a curious mortal
watches leads
silences goosebumps
recalls companion nights
wipes lachrymal discharge
sitting under
a noisy wall-mounted fan
running on speed one...

Sunday, July 20, 2014

On moving times...

...they never change
even a bit
despite moving times
all year round
flutter
pick
sing
fly
at dawns and dusks
while
there's a constant change
in their two legged admirers
at all times
calling it evolution...

Saturday, July 19, 2014

On unequalled pleasure...

...he found
unequalled pleasure
in
polishing shoes of a child,
than buffing-up
his
pitted
and
buckled ones...

Promised Wings

..hello Sir Crow
what brings you here?

...let me have a look
at your little ones
o little Munia...

...no no
go away
pay a visit seasons later
I have a promise
to lend my wings
for a day or two
to the one
who asked for...

...till then
allow me sing lullabies
for new hungry
Munias...

Sunday, July 13, 2014

On cloth lines...

...on those
barely tight cloth lines
there hung
favorites
pegged doubly
few beyond likes
left to fade with wild winds
and
some timeless pieces
tattered though
get
smartly hid behind
newly acquired
monochromes...

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Wings wanted...

...lend me
your wings
for a day or two
little Munia

let me too
like you
fly across skies
sit atop
broken roofs
flowering trees
and
whistle away signals of love
echoing empty airs
around

I promise
I shall return 'em
on return
if I ever do...

Munia is a name, usually given to a Mynah.