Frühling

Welcome to the dearest, lovely Frühling,
Flowers greeting, ivies curling
Birds tweet the most wonderful song
Fairies are sweetly singing along
Minds thinking glowing beat
Bodies getting desired heat
Trees rustle hymns aloud
Saying good byes to the last cloud
Colours spread mighty wings
Earth hugged with rainbow rings
Smiles, kisses, happiness immense
Hit the gong, let festivities commence

Grey

Miracle of the sun, spring and such
Nothing too great, nothing too much
If I can not feel your presence
Flowers colours fade, greens goes grey
I kneel before you, and beg you to stay
my amazon

Offspring

Green long nose
Crown on the top
Lord of the manor
Beard out crop
Wasted all given
No penny to spare
Inheritance lost
Without much care

Sunday seclusion

Sun was shining

Trees singing hymns

Blue and white mating

creating, perfecting whims

greens dew slurping

birds whispered chirpings

river oozing, burping

life’s secret gems

day’s beauty missed

seclusion loudly hissed

the morning is gone

you are still all alone

slowly sans realisation

the seed has sown

a beautiful day passed

another Sunday lost

to what could have been

Let reality hard bite

raw imagination light

commencing life fight

to what should be

Could, and would be

Need that nod, agree

let that mind be free

Time is really short

Need that big heart

Past, rum under bridge

Climb optimism ridge

Let Monday be the day

When future has her say

Keep present accomplice

there is lot to accomplish

Lookout

Flowers blossom,
Spring spreading
Skies turning blue
Eyes searching for you
my heart is on the lookout too

∞ Infinity

Counting
Tears in an ocean of sorrows
Counting
dropped leaves on an autumn day

Counting
Days to a joyous morrow
Counting
Smiles on a sunny bright day

Counting
Love expressed by infatuated
Counting
Dreams in a child’s sleep

Counting
Madness of crowds when poked
Counting
Burnt angel wings when a heart weeps

Counting
Steps on way to fabled heaven
Counting
Long sighs during a short tryst

Counting
Lost moments, wasted efforts
Counting
and counting infinity’s infinite list

Hospitality

We met at the train station, it was so good to see her after such a long time. Her beautiful eyes had hints of longing, slight irritation, stories of years passed between us and some satisfaction to see me in good health. She asked her errand boy to give three beautiful marigold flowers to me one by one, he said to me each time in Urdu ‘yay-lo bhaijan’ which meant ‘take this brother’. We instantly laughed hearing that, knowing at least two other ways to interpret ‘yay-lo’. I was home and life was beautiful. My mother gave me a hug and jail time seemed like a distant past.

Lament of incomprehensibles

Odd, strange,
alien, deranged
rude, irrational
qualities, quantity
Being of equanimity
what happened to you
unintended hurt
dry grass dirt
life’s consequences
hate and its sequences
never stop,
perceptions change
pennies exchange
with pounds
screams replace
muted sounds
and end of a
short conversation
brief interaction,
strange abrupt end,
tears can’t be send
or manners can’t be lend
hibernate for another day
in the hope of
few seconds of happiness
tomorrow is spring
fresh dew will bring
misery’s conclusion
life’s inclusion
in ordinary existence

Flight

Distances
In between
Shortest
as the crow flies
I can see your eyes
Farthest
When mind defies
the heart
Running away
No matter
All paths
in the valley
of sorrow
Leads
Feeds
to you
and back