I know it’s time
When the wells have risen
To the brim

I know it’s time
When the empty walls
Need happy frames

I know it’s time
When every blade of grass
Has turned to hay

I know it’s time
When alarms are asleep
You are alert awake

I know it’s time
To walk away to a distant place
The vibes are enough, no one speaks

I know it’s time
When your heart is heavy
Leaving you empty within

I know it’s time
To do everything, right
When you wish to begin

I know it’s time
When today sings fine
And tomorrow will too

I know it’s time
When happy is late, awaits the sun
Sad is all damp, gaining weight

I know
I know
I know
I understand and time will too....

We are all but
Images
In the eyes of others
perceived
In one’s own
believed
The truth
The lies
Dire
Premise
Fire and ice
Sugar and spice
Ingredients to life
Diluted
Created
Distilled
Images

Miraculously mysterious

The images in the eyes

Not a match for the one in mind

The visionary, sees through

Does Hurt get hurt
Bringing in Hurt...

Does Solitude
Finds a Place for itself in Solitude....

Does Misunderstanding
Ever befriends Understanding.....

Does Silence
Ever gets to speak for itself in Silence...

Do all Questions
Ever get to Answer Themselves....

The Indian black berries
Bitter sour, tad bit sweet
Humble fruit
Low in cost
Benefits high
Sold everywhere in the month of June

Bought it off from a vendor off the street
Especially sold these
Segregated in three baskets
Each priced as per the size, way too high from the market price
Quality not compromised

Does life treat you the same
Quality quantity, a few adjectives to name

I speak in syllables
I have known words
My vocabulary inert

The places I’ve visited and then left
Only to revisit to know more
The experience of the untouched untapped resource

For some it comes easy
Some struggle the ****
Pushing and pulling, the invisible doors

Then on a rainy day
Wait for the clouds while they pour
Filled with dreams of paddy fields
An experience of abundance
And some more

May I have the strength to pray for the wellness of all
And pray, that all the prayers be heard
Even if there are no prayers, the sufferings of all be gone
And be cured and healed
May we have the pleasure to meet and greet
May we all share the shores of sunshine
And dip our feet in the calm sea waves
And not be bothered about any other wave
May we all, be equal in the brand new day
and love be the binding force
Care and kindness, care for no race
May the march to peace, in every step be pieced together, spanned in time
Through the pace of life
Paved for the future infant steps
And not a soul be burdened by fears
Mortally aware
Such a day, for I truly pray
For one and all

🌿🌿🌿🌿

Grey danced with the white
Wind swept
They live in the same head

Loved and accepted
The changes as expected
Lived never defied

Forevers are true
And it truly remains with forever
As to what remains
Forever

On my way back home from an evening walk
I noticed ,as I always do
People
And what they do

A little boy with a bag of chips
Brought a smile on my lips
I did smile at him
He smiled back munching on his chips

Barely a few minutes apart
My son's friend riding pillion with his dad
Waved at him and he gestured back

A woman and her son holding hands
Taking an evening walk
The son my age or older than me , ageing mother some illness she had couldn't understand that
Felt blessed that we have people who do care.
Thanked the son in my heart .

Then,
A little girl and her mother , hands held
Walked past me
A feeling , I do relate
From ,
What  I had noticed
A few moments before, which made me a bit sad .

An old friend , a neighbour from yesteryears , she has twin sons .
I remember they were toddlers then .
One of them accompanied her
A handsome young man , Sure, he did not recognise me.

A little chat with my friend
And there , I reached home .

In silence or words
Neither a seeker
Nor an achiever
A dreamer a believer

Missed an opportunity
Lost that chance
Don’t lose hope, do the turtle dance

Dreams you may have many
It’s okay to not keep up with any
A beautiful one will keep you alive
One more chance, yet another day

Performance is an art
Beautiful in free will
Full of grace

To pressure cave in not
Make mistakes
Laugh it off with others

Life is no race
Every breath,
To be lived at a pace

Rise above your sorrow
Look forward
There shall be a better tomorrow

Be it setbacks or roller coaster falls
Forever be a well wisher of all

It’s ok if your thoughts don’t rhyme
With others
Remember
It’s the power of your thoughts
In silence or words
Be
The dreamer a believer

A leaf, a flower, the fruits
There is inspiration in the roots

Sun and moon in the sky
In circles they move as perceived from earth
In syzygy sometimes

Life depends on breath
Breathless without inspiration it seems

Dependent on life
Will inspiration survive
Come to fruition and thrive

Right from the Time of birth
The sounds of people around
The beauty in the nature
All sorts of things around
Inspire Us .
Shaping Us into Who we become.



One person who truly inspires Me

My 91 year old Grand Mother -in- Law
Ex - Principal of Junior Girls College

A Lady of Grit and Grace
Disciplined Organised and Prompt
She Never misses a Birthday Anniversary or any  Special Day
of anyone in the Family
Reminders , none on the  phone
Her Memory , 'As fit as a fiddle '

Still wants to partake of the daily household chores..

One person in the family , whom everyone wants to Emulate and Embrace.

*An Inspiration to one and all in the Family !!

We all love
Divided
In

Commonality

Profit
And
Loss
Interests

Fiery red,  rage free

Greens have gone into slumber

Hope and peace awaits

In the land of sunshine
Slanting palms, oceanic breeze
Brightly painted houses
And bougainvillea vines

Music is alive
Song and dance
Pristine beaches
Sunsets are divine

February is vibrant
Colours on the streets
Festoons and masks
Carnival time

🔆🎭🔆

It cast a shadow
Long and short
Sometimes stout
No it didn’t fall prey to none
It was the sun
As it shone its rays
On the cup
That stayed too long
Soaking, drying
The paints and coats
Applied
Layers over layers
The colours
In the cup
Now green
The money plant

Sometimes
I just don't understand
Whether is there any meaning in my living ...

Or
Am I just passing my days in this place ,
only as a tourist ...

And if so,
Is the  journey ever going to take me to an interesting destination ....

Then,
As the  journey proceeds
and takes  me to so  many interesting locations
It has dawned upon me

That,
The journey in itself  is so full of thrill and experience ...

Now,
Reaching the destination has just become a passing thought !!

Invisible the sting
Stinging the pain
Pained by the misery
Miserable they remain
Invisible

The words trickle down
Line after line, on the screen
Go invisible on the stream

Is it possible to become invisible
To one’s own eye too

Lost, not to be found
Yet within reach

Not casting a shadow
Yet getting blisters under the sun

Healing yet not feeling
Invisible could be fun

I respect myself
So do you

Age is just a number
We all know that

But still we respect
That’s how it is done

Better late than never
We learn
We have to that’s the norm

There are ways to win a war

No more fencing with you
I have crossed the fence

I lay my armour down
I respect the domain

In our heart of hearts
We knew
The boundaries were meant to be

I respect mine
My sanity I reclaim

Sometimes
It’s the quiet, of the calm
That quietly exists
With the rage, of the storm
Non displaces other

Forever
As, the dark of the night
Never replaces
The bright shining sun
Eternally, they live

Even in isolation
Be that island
That will be visited and revisited
For the diversity and enriched life
Own it never deny the  luminescence
Revitalise
Shine

The Moments
Happy and sad
Always the norm
Upheavals
Losing a loved one
Bonding in pain
Resilience in the storm
Togetherness reborn
Wordless moments
Speechless times
Memories old, relived and told
Happier, to the years lost
Is that all
The circus
Circle of life

✨

Soar to Awareness
Killing the sweet Innocence
Is Ignorance, Bliss

✨

It’s been a while
Since I have closely watched the birds
And heard their dawn chorus
It’s been a while since I have whiled away time in nature and be pleasantly charmed

It’s been a while since life has treated us
The way we wanted it to
Certain and happier
Well isn’t that asking for too much
Yes, it’s been a while
Uncertainty has kept everyone busy

It’s been a while, now
To get accustomed to what is irreversible
Finding solutions, to the ones that have
For amelioration

It's Christmas today
Time to rejoice with family
And friends
Unwrapping the gifts of love
precious the gems ,held dear
Joyous the moments
Bring in warmth and cheer

Children's stockings
Filled with gifts
Relishing plum cakes and candies
And delicious treats  
A twinkle in the eyes
And spirits bright
And a fun filled starry night*

MERRY CHRISTMAS DEAR ALL

The leaves grew wings
And flew off the branches
Some along with the twigs
The breeze was gentle
And the leaves knew they could fly

🌿🌿

It takes a storm
To know the strength of the winds
No more gentle as the breeze

It takes a storm
To make the calm and silent waves swell
A lesson it must teach

It takes a storm to know
Past is done, do not dwell
Gentler waves now touch the shore

For the storm too knows
Finite it is, in its entirety
Lose it must, to the tree of will

It takes a storm to know your strength
It takes a will of the tender tendrils
To sway with the winds
And stay still in the storm

Colours of independence it wore, free
The bluebird perched atop the cherry tree
Flapped its wings with glee

I want to fail and fall
Free fall to my safety net
One time two times sometimes
And again

Like a clown
I want to cry and laugh
Bounce back and  stand tall
And again
One time two times sometimes
recall to free fall

In a nutshell
May, maybe not
Redundant sometimes
Recoil Recall free fall
And bounce back along

I want to create something new
From the residue
And learn to fail and fall
And free fall to gravity
Once and for all

January has arrived
Along with the other months
Enclosed in envelopes neat
To unfold with time

January has arrived
Always the first one to
It offers what it knows
And takes it slow

January has arrived
It says, believe
And seek the opportunity
Of new beginnings

January has arrived
With each passing day
A little warmth it brings
Harbinger of spring

Joining the dots
What will
It be
Will be a blot on the paper
A word a sentence
A poem perhaps

There it was
Flipping the pages
Was it the wind
True to itself
The sounds create
The rhythm
Too perfect

What do I say
I know
What do I say

Can it be the same
Will it be
As it was
Joining the dots

True to itself
The rhythm
Will they
The words
Make a line
A sentence

What do I say
Perhaps

Joining the dots

Blue and green
Side by side
glittered in the dark
Achromatic leaves on the trees
Golden yellows
Glowed in the back
Festive lights glow through the night
Colours never fail
In their journey of spreading light

Pebbles
Eroded on the Shore
Artistically patterned
Paving decorative Pathways

Quarried Stones
Lay Deep
Cementing
The foundation of The Hallways

A little bit of Rain
And little bit of Sunshine
A Rainbow in the Evening Sky
With a Tinge of Double
The Spectacular moment Captured
By The Lens of The  Eye
Mesmerised

Darker The clouds
The rainbow shies Away
A light Drizzle , not Today
Nor a Scattered Shower
It's a Downpour
And a Roar not far Away
Innocuous  puddles
All the way

A little Bumpy Ride
With my younger
Son
Riding Pillion
Off for his Karate Class

Together we cut the Puddle
Splashing out the Water on Us
And Fellow Riders

A few Joyous Moments For Us
My son Euphoric
Asking for Once More
Ride back home !!

Mellifluous and mystical
He passionately plays the flute
The atmosphere divine and serene
Filled with pure harmony

Soulful and rhythmic
She wondrously plays the tabla
Complementing notes to his flute
A perfect symphony

Musically entwined

Every living being
Plants and animals or the human race
Every single day
Some resistance we face

Freedom is a gift
Not always free
Sometimes sought at a cost
A reward to self

Freedom is in just being
Neither suffering
Nor being the cause of any

Freedom is to live
To breathe and believe
To express your thoughts
A beautiful life is all about that

Dance Dance Dance
              Listen to your inner voice
         Don’t think twice, it’s time to rejoice
       Lose your inhibitions
       Performance enhance

        Dance to the rhythm
Smile and forget the blues
Dance is an art
The passion flows from the heart

Mind body and soul
Fine tuned to the rhythm and beat
Spread the love, warmth and cheer
Sway to the music and just dance