29 April 2019

Mother Nature

Mother nature’s glory
And her simple stories,
My granny used to tell,
Beside the village well.

She would lead us to the mountains,
High above the sky, freely flowing fountains.
Among the clouds we would fly unscathed,
Our imaginations like fledglings newly hatched.
But, gone are those days of carefree stories,
Nature’s heart soaked in worries.
Man’s relentless exploitation,
Consume nature without hesitation.

Nature bleeds red with rust,
Her crown decorated with dust.
Oh! hear the plea, every nation,
Restore mother nature,
and save every future generation.

First published in Sky Island journal.

01 April 2019

One Day

One day,
we’ll write our love story.
The world will know then,
what it is to love,
and be loved.

Our worlds are apart,
we are  far, yet always near.
A love meant to be,
felt through words, emotions
and tears.

Our love story,
expands through the universe,
from past life,
to present,
and to the future.

One day,
we’ll write our love story.

01 January 2019

January Song

Only a heart filled with love,

can hear the January song.

A message from above,

breaks the wait of love.

Riding on the snow flakes,

a journey to earth it makes.

Spreading through mistral waves,

in many hearts this song awakes.

Winter’s charm,

full of warmth,

for love fills,

winter’s chilly air.

Tell me oh! dear,

can you not hear,

the January song,

before it’s long gone.