Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts

Sunday, May 13, 2018

Awaiting Inspiration

Not inspired by Mother's Day
Not inspired by any other tale
Staring blankly at the white page
I wonder what I can write today

Monday, April 30, 2018

Sunday, April 15, 2018

Give Her the Sword, Give Her the Gun

A face and limbs,
Just like any other
A curve here, a curve there
Too young even for that

Thursday, March 8, 2018

Thoughts on Women's Day

Frankly, I have none
For I don't feel like one
I am a free spirit
Taking one body now
And changing it next minute

Saturday, March 3, 2018

Limericks by Ashwath Srikant

When rushing to school, he paused to rattle off a couple of limericks that he had made up. That night, I asked him to pen some and here is the fruit of his effort:

I saw a boy
Whose name was Roy
He was drinking water
Sitting near a potter
And then he bought a clay toy

I saw a cat
Running on a mat
It slipped there
And lost some hair
And now it looked less fat

Saturday, February 24, 2018

Musings on Death

What is the formula
To measure our lifespan?
What is too young?
When is the right time to be gone?

Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Ephemeral Life

Even exhilerating joy
Does not forever last
So also sorrows deepest
Soon from us they part

Wednesday, December 20, 2017

The Drop

It was vain and proud
As from Heaven it dropped
Unique and blessed
It swaggered and showed off

Thursday, November 23, 2017

From Several Million Square Feet Above

I waited in my car,
stuck in a traffic jam,
thoughts about life flowing
more freely than the cars.

Friday, November 3, 2017

The Ungrateful

We settled around you,
venerating your presence.
Making our homes
where you let us.

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

Monday, September 4, 2017

A Light in the Dark

A world, only imagined?
Where I see the hero brave
Roaming unbridled
On a horse, straddled
With a bow and a sword
The courageous one swaggered

Thursday, August 31, 2017

The Release

I stared into his grim eyes
Signalling me to follow him
So uncompromising and firm
For, it was already time.

Monday, August 14, 2017

The Free Spirit

A laugh gurgles within me
As I watch you celebrating

Branding me as slave and free
Enjoying in the name of democracy

Who can chain me, who can bind?
My spirit roams free and fine

Saturday, August 5, 2017

The Beginning, The End

Why did I arrive crying?
What did I hate leaving?
What comforts was I missing?
What future was I fearing?

Friday, June 16, 2017

Be Still

The calm lake,
Fire within the cave
Placid and still
No hint of a wave
Words like pebbles
Make it ripple and sway

Friday, June 2, 2017

The Deception

Strong and imposing, broad and tall
Standing silent, towering above all
Oh hills, what depths in you reside?
Tell me, what secrets do you hide?

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Flow of Life

I sit idly, and thoughts about life flow.

Does it have a beginning and an end?
Or does it just flow around the bends?

Monday, May 1, 2017

The Raised Hands

The hands rose
To cut the trees
The hands rose
To raze the green
And raise tall buildings

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