Magic Droplet

Harked the silent lament, Lurked behind the bushes, When all else was hushed, Even tear moaning carved ears. In thirst of a magic droplet, To please the desert grains, And let wines and creepers, Out-grow from buds, So to sow ripe fruits of content From the garden, within, She lets out-pour, A water-fall of a

Fool

You think me fragments of dust, Under your golden feet, Exposed to The oppression Camouflaged by, Cheap pretense. Your universe ruler, The coin, the note, Plays the money waltz beat, And you dance merrily, Completely deaf to my helpless pleas. Why dwindle time, Why even bother, When you have it all, Prim and proper, To

Incomplete

Drifting in the valley of fear, I tumble and mire, As my feet head towards the unseen soft wet Earth. I cannot retreat to the force of pull, Cannot escape the Nature’s trap, I sink. ……………………………………………………. Waking up to the sound of a bird, And the heat of rays touching my face, Still too sleepy