Oh! The Flowery Hills,
Oh! The aroma.
How the birds sing,
Their morning song,
And make various tunes,
Some melodious,
Some sweet,
It’s their mojo,
And that’s where God Lives.
Adios!
Category: Poetry
The Moonlight Shines.
The moonlight shines,
Dancing around the twilight.
It speaks of the unspoken dance,
Which makes mankind evolve.
It brings the new light,
For the moonlight is a paradox,
Hidden by the truth.
Glorified by false happenings.
The moonlight is a mirror image,
Of how we see ourselves,
In the three dimensional box of being humanoid.
Many are paranoid,
Many are sick,
The moonlight cares for none,
For it does not exist.
Adios!
A Surprise.
Not like other days I am at the window.
I am waiting for my son who is on the way home.
He is bringing a surprise for me.
Told me over the telephone with hush-hush.
I was excited and was waiting for him.
Four buses came and went but he was not seen.
Thousand things I imagined as surprise.
I called him again he said just wait a little.
Then my patience broke how long to wait.
The door bell rang, it was our maid.
Then came my son with a smile.
The surprise was a ceramic wok.
“I love you Ma.Tomorrow you fry potato and fish in this”.
A Thousand Things.
A Thousand things we all want,
A Thousand things we all need.
A Thousand is a mere number.
As the want supercedes the things.
A Thousand things have been bought.
A thousand things will be formed.
A thousand things,
But nothing of gain.
Even in a million things,
A thing that remains missing,
Is what is needed for life to sustain,
And that is love.
Mother’s love, father’s love and above all God’s love.
Adios!
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