Stood below a banyan tree in the vicinity
On a cloudy night where lightning flickered
I envisaged the lighting across the street
Adorned to welcome the festival of light
And the wail of the newborn shrilled the air.
The roots set to bond deep
Through tap roots and prop roots
Offering to nourish and nurture
Nature leads and instincts act
And a mother is born.
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Haven’t said a word,
Merely stared;
Care not what they meant.
Bubble burst into millions –
Invisible;
Yet, felt a million nerves.
The wind’s delicate stroke
Appeared a warning;
Passing thoughts arrested,
I wiped the sensation –
Tickle;
Yet, couldn’t stop my heart.
Haven’t heard the beat
Merely hoped;
A minute by minute passage –
Cease;
Yet, remained alive and I breathe;
Remembering a life.
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Ten Years…
Two strangers get introduced
Formally;
Knowing you, knowing me.
Two families meet
In agreement;
Uniting him, uniting her.
Ten years….
We recall the journey
Of acceptance, adjustments
And selflessness in
Loving you, loving me.
On a trek, toward a hill top
The rolling stones, haphazard ways and cactus plants
Crossed the path, again and again.
A bald patch of land stood alone
Senses turned triumphant, though;
A vision arrested
From the path that divided, where
The azure sky glittered golden
And the geometrical land patterns held out puzzles below;
The sun rays reached out to both
Play of light and dark, illusion and shadow.
Distant from noise, pollution and people
Distant from relationships and commitments;
A few hours of solitude;
An unexplained long pause
On conversation, thoughts and subconscious;
But once the mind reeled on
Love draped to the roles of
Relationships designed, denied and defined.
Presumptuous to existence comes alive
And the descend to the start turned casual;
Nature spreads the balm yet the mind scripted.
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