The Sun's gain

You struggle, raising and nourishing the world, whole day And retire smiling spreading charm all the way And come back the day next with same smile and beauty, Aren’t you bored, Sun, of this routine duty? Pulling seeds from dungeon , cracking the hard shell Pulling water from the seas where they happily dwell Pushing … Read more

Mouse to mountain

Where will the fish, shells, pebbles and sand go If the sea sustains only water ? Where will my thoughts, dreams,worries and memories go If the mind sustains only laughter ? Where will the clouds, moon, stars and planets go If the sky wants only the Sun? Where will the mouth, sharp nose and ears … Read more

You are the theater

To whom do you belong to, the sky, so high? To the clouds, dreamy, roaming aimless? To the clouds, roaring ceaseless? To the Sun who speeds with thousand horses? To the Moon who sows smiles and dances? Do the dance groups pay you rent, Or walk away with a head bend? Or ask wages to … Read more

An ode to an old lady

She is above law, My only mother in law. Me, her only son in law, The one with no flaw For her, an outlaw! She bought me for a floor ticket For a lousy talkie seat. The owner of a rocket launch base Flats and pools, steeds for race Me, for her, a meek mouse! … Read more

My Guru

He teaches the Sun to shine, the moon to changeThe stars to twinkle, the oceans to dance,The seeds to raise head, the plants to flower,My mind to glow, my Guru, my eternal lover. .

I knew you would come

  I knew you would come, Come, sit close by, still close, hold my hand. The warmth of your hands, not new to me Nor the sweet smile or the gurgling laugh. And that dazzling lightning from your Disc That sliced my heart and burnt my body. How could you do that to me, Krishna, … Read more

Nandi's prayer before an abandoned shrine

The duty assigned to me is to be here, facing you and I have been doing my job sincerely. I hardly see any devotees turning up theses days, may be because your shrine is battered by weather and bears the scars of aging. But, the deterioration is only for the house and not  for the … Read more

When the Baltimore sun becomes weak

Maples and mulberries are losing their sheen Oaks and pines are watching the scene How the all- powerful Sun is getting weak? How the noisy, busy wind is turning meek? How fortune changes like a celluloid show! Where those sharp arrows from the golden bow? Where the vagabond winds’s trumpet blow? Where the birds, bees and … Read more

"Go and eat, hungry you are"

” Did I stampede upon this life by accident, or  A premeditated,  predesignated product I am? Would I have received the same warmth and love Were an elephant, cow, or another woman, my mom?”                                    1 ”Neither your question … Read more