lonely jungle path,
birds on high trees sound alarmed;
foot falls of darkness!

Lush tree sways in wind,
Sun ☀️ sends cryptograms through it;
I am in their plot!

curfew relaxed, now-
voodoo in yellow, purple;
"we'll be fine” birds chirp.

white and black eagles,
one chasing the other;
til the end of the world!

one grabs many things,
wanting to be something;
on the path to naught!

sky, benign cry
for life,that roots ever for,
interstellar sprouts!

starkly honest sky,
sans any patch of dark cloud;
sun sits in judgement!

pale lady, full moon,
spurns a million suitors' winks;
sits alone, brooding!

after raging rain,
goes night long, frogs' sqawky strain:
"give us back rain's reign"

we ran, to beat rain ,
huddled seeking tree’s cover;
a flood of time passed!

billowing black clouds,
a silly sneeze of a rain;
such an absurd scene!

day’s dagger struck deep,
hot,white, blood splashes on  earth;
run to night’s shelter!

a still waterfront,
below, plankton hoodwink whales;
each a world unique!

hurriedly speaks rain,
sounds like a forign toungue,
in distant night land!

forest flow bathed me,
floating easily with glee;
forest’s flow is me!

Spotted you in clouds,
asked wind my friend to act;
you embrace as rain !

white and black eagles,
each one chasing the other;
till end of the world!

hurriedly speaks rain,
sounds like a foreign toungue,
in distant night land!

I sought the flower’s smile,
it told me the Buddha’s tale;
beyond the mind’s pale!

too drunk honeybee,
stumbled out of the flower;
wind whisks him away!

I hurriedly pass
the great one’s statue, it smiles;
can’t recollect who!

resting on his oars,
listens  the barcarole far;
drooping eyelids close!

clouds mumble secrets,
rain’s mysterious chatter;
Evoking unknown!

a tree egrets crowd,
one more wants to land on top;
now all fly skywards!

my eyes at sunset,
a warmth snuggle to my back;
orphaned mongrel’s love!

summer rain splurges,
abundant water riches;
a miser’s Largesse!

a wayside mongrel,
tries to sell itself to me;
poignant its antics!

securely encrypted,
the Milky Way and beyond;
my billion nureons!

honey bee stung hard,
driving in its venom deep,
arresting my pain!

a mute ant army,
marches forward peacefully,
to a deep black hole!

Placid water parts,
Up flies quick, a cormorant;
Epiphanous this!

spooky dark night,
whooshing rowdy wind shakes trees;
exorcism’s progress!

amidst leaves,nestle,
sun drenched luscious mangoes;
wind keeps the suspense !

music at its peak,
in rhythmic frenzy music rocks;
Joyous thunderstorm!

a white whale in sky,
fought with a dark octopus;
west wind erased both!

still is the night air,
scent of new blooms says something;
all dark, moves discreet!

cosy sleep under wraps,
listening rain’s symphony;
life in half a dream!

a praying mantis,
comes dressed up as a green leaf;
prayer or duping?

a leaf in whirlwind,
tracing its path is nonsense;
find bliss in own flight!

tombstone lost the name,
wildly growing grass has the gain;
nature stakes more claim!

sweet emotion blooms,
as she gently sashays near;
hearts resonate, melt!

therapeutic tour,
through stunning night sky’s lures;
enlightenment strikes!

a pair of red gloves,
fury in brown boxer shorts;
blood splattered on floor!

kind, caressing breeze,
its cadence reminds mother;
one with nature now!

wind has vehemence,
all tree branches join issue;
rain lessen the pain!

carousing with breeze,
scent  of jasmine was my gift;
made me airborne quick!

Decked up elephants,
Sea of hands mark time for drums,
Splendour well defined!

She made it vanish
every trace of it,
with her inimitable
feminine magic.
Fully erasing my
post ****** hatred
led me from the front
to an exploration of
ardent, ****** acrobatics
that took us through the
***** dynamics of
****** healing, non peril!
Wasn’t she an all terrain ace?
Aviator making me fly
without wings above the
fluffy  soft caressing clouds
The toughest driver on roads
of all kind,keeping pleasure
at the acme through out her drive.
What a swimmer was she,making
me swoon in sensual waters.

a crow pheasant calls,
sudden throw back to childhood;
a swing across time!

a love metaphor,
‘visual movement’ is her,
concrete poetry!