Silly Story

 

I woke up late one morning

To the Sound of Clattering cans

 Pots and pans clang clang !

No one was at home!

 

I ran to the kitchen… Bang Bang!

And saw the windows broken and wide open

It was raining and the wind was howling

I was scared when I ran up the corridor

I heard a loud banging at the door bang bang!

Rat-a-tat trembled the carved door!

Water overflowed from the jug and splashed

As I dashed down the hall

And had a great fall!

 

Somewhere footsteps shuffled on the floor!

The telephone rang tring tring !

The doorbell kept on ringing

Someone shouted: Let me in! Open the damn door!

It was my cousin waiting outside all morning!

Quarantine

You are your only friend

Listen to yourself talk

Take a walk

Down the memory lane

Look at the window pane

The streets are empty

Like a body without a soul

You are lonely at your home

but not alone!

There are things you can do

Find someone to talk over phone

Listen to the radio

Play a video game

Paint or draw

All by yourself

It is painful I know

Without human contact

You loose your mind

No one to look behind

No one to turn to

Trapped in your body

When in stress

You miss the caress

But there are things you can do

Keep your cool..be kind

Let not fear take control

Write a thing or two

Make music, play tunes

Watch cartoons

Be creative…

May be dance

Spend more family time

When you have a chance

It isn’t easy I know

When you are on quarantine

But you can survive!

Hope

Dear god
help us trod to the sunlit path
of  peace and bliss
let us feel  the warm sun within
in our dark and dismal life
where times are always strife
so please god please
release us from this abyss
 guide us with your light
save us from this plight!
we have been meandering in this endless labrynth  of despair
 we have been waiting for  a breath of fresh air
perhaps a sigh of relief
from this grief
there has only been a down hill spiral for all of us
toiling like sysiphus
 rolling  the heavy stone
what can be done to atone for our sins?
there has been no light at the end of the tunnel
our tears and sweat run pell mell
flooding the gates of hell
the  grey skies never light our eyes with sunshine
so please god please
release us from this abyss
 guide us with your light
save us from this plight!

LOVE

The longing look in your eye's brook
makes me feel worthwhile
 you make me smile.
with your crazy antics
 you pant as if
 you have traveled the world round
 in leaps and bounds
to have me found
 with you around
I am on safe and sound
I feel I can go an extra mile
 for your cause
 you make me pause ...
 for a little while
 you take off my mind
from  life's daily grind
from endless chores

and give you all the attention

 you can change the wind's course
and blow out the tension
when you come to me to cuddle
 your soothing caress and soft embrace
makes me forget trouble
you are magical
just a wet lick can do the trick
when you lovingly whine
 and rub your nose against mine
clothe me like a cloak
with your shiny white coat
you make me feel sunny warm
 our bodies become one
 like the moon eclipses the sun either way we cant be torn
we shield one another from harm
 such is your charm!

My Life

The summer of my life

Heat singes under my skin

Like the edge of a knife

The insatiable thirst turns worst

Endless days and seamless night

Times are always strife

Unable to find meaning of my life

I always feel like

Turning back to spring

The younger days of my life

When I had everything

I was groomed with

Tiny spells of rain showers

I was in full bloom

with little or no concern

The path laden with a soft carpet of flowers

Has gone too soon!

But there’s nothing but autumn

And the winters inevitable doom

A patch of darkness cloud my eye

When my hair will begin to grey

As the sky

My skin will wither

Like the petals and leaves

I stand listless like the leafless trees

Waiting to be free!

And when I have reached my prime

It will begin to snow

And I shall cease to be

In the snowy blanket of time

But life will continue to grow

Like a green carpet above me

What have I to learn?

What I yearn?

I do not know? Do you?

Summer

Summer makes me weary and tired
the fire of desire scorching blond
melting the summit's ice
 streaming river mirroring the cloudless skies
 running through a delicate nose bridged
 between the dark pond like eyes
drying up the thirsty well
 open for a drop of water
 matted deep red lips in the summer!

Eternal Flame

Eternal Flame
Sparks fly Not to die
Only to ignite again
The glowing blaze
 Flares in passionate craze
 Grows more intense
With desire
The candle blows out again
Not the essence
 Feel the incense
 The eternal flame rises again
 In a new vessel. of
Another name..
So light a spark in the dark
not a lamp lit with ire
When the times are dire
So light the pyre
No one is to blame
 Forget the pain
 Feel the warmth of the fire!


The glow of  her spark
 twists turns and wriggles out of dark
How gracefully she slides wounds round and glides
 Like a ballet slow Down the mountains bellow
She blows up a volcano
 She prances on her toes
 In the blazing fire tapping to a beat of flamenco
With leaps and bounds
She flings herself off the ground
In her wild dance Blowing to ashes
 Whatever she touches
Sometimes she settles by the campfire
Simply to rest her dancing feet.
 When the breeze is sound
she calms down
But sparks of desire turn up the heat
And rekindles her fire!.