The Milkmaid

Early in the morn

The milk maid fair

Has no time

To comb or braid her hair

She hurries somehow

To milk the cow

In the dairy farm

She works forlorn

Making cream and sweet

For children to eat

And fetch some dime

To feed her own

Like the mother cow

Tries somehow

To keep her milk half

For her young calf

Yet she walks from farm to farm

Keeping herself calm

With her simple charm

Just waiting to meet

Her children sweet!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A bride to be

A bride to be

Anxious she may be

Of  the man she would marry

Would he be  a reason of worry

Of how life would be after this?

Is it bliss or near miss

Like blowing him a kiss

Would she be his?

Will it be like a dream

You wake up with a scream?

How will be the stranger

And family members

She will have to deal with?

Will she be a prisoner

In the new home

She must call her own?

Or she would be free?

Life is like a game of dice

A match of fire and ice

Would it be paradise

Or a path paved with lies?

Whatever may be

The events of the night

There is always light!

The Rhythm of Rain

In the humid heat

No one is upbeat

Life is dripping away

In the sweat of the day

Wish-wish-wish

The summer would go away!

And then you feel

The change in the wind

Whizzing by my ear

Blowing out the sun's glow

And the light goes out simmering slow

As clouds come near

Whoosh-whoosh hush-hush!

And then you hear the thunder

And you wonder

At earth’s new beat

Drip drip-drip

Pit pat pit

The rhythm of rain!

Like a refrain!

Like the tick tock tick of a clock

Plip-plop-plip at the dock

My flip-flops begin to talk

My anklets jingle as I walk

Tip tap tip in the rhythm of dance

Waiting for a chance!

I can feel the air zip-zip in my hair

And the rain sprays drip-drip on my face

I can feel the chills under my skin

My  feet taps to rhythm within

 I can see the change in the wind chimes and windmills

The trees jig round to the sound

Leaves  move to the beat, spell bound

I can hear the sound of wheels

Skidding down the wet lane

Splashing of rain at the window pane

And the whip-whip of wind shields

Whipping the car screens!

Rebirth

Have you ever heard
of rebirth?
Like the seed of a flower
is reborn into a flower
of another family tree
How does it break free
from its old root?
And where does it shoot?
What celestial power
 helps it to hover
and sow the seeds
How  it come into the world
and how it may uncurl
Why doesn't anybody heeds
to their old needs?


 

A year has gone by

A year has gone by
Like the blink of an eye
Are you still there?
Do you have any memory
of me?
Can you hear and see me?
Are you near?
Where did you disappear?
You left no trace!
When will you reappear?
I wish l could see your face
Give you a loving embrace
And follow you on toe
How would I know
That you still care
About how I fare!
My tears have dried
You know how I cried
When the wind blew you away
And the ocean began to sway
And wiped you out of  earth's surface
But tidal waves always resurface!
Can't accept your invisibility
 It is difficult
to feel your entity
Wish l could see you
By some  abominable occult
But what  is the use to persue
an insatiable result
I think of you every day
In every words I say
Wish l could find you
Wish to remind you
And relive old days with you
Can't believe in the ways of the world
how cruelly it  unfurls!
When I wake
At days break
With a scream
Hoping all this was a bad dream
That I didn't loose you
Realizing that this was not true
I weep wishing to see you
Atleast in my sleep!