Twelve Haikus on Summer

(1)
Sing with the siren,
She is no alarm at all,
Concede to the lark.

(2)
Summer hails all birds,
Perching on a threshold, Swift,
Enhancing my spark.

(3)
The heat calls within,
Ambit of my tolerance,
Summer breathes her call.

(4)
Stay awhile, do not stray,
I plead for your reluctance,
To fall into fall.

(5)
Once In four seasons,
Ringing bells and chimes of smiles,
Basking in your groove.

(6)
June, July, August,
Whereupon my mind dissolves,
Awakenings swirl.

(7)
A voice of reason,
The Sun teasing your season,
Dazzles my spirit.

(8)
Bountiful in hues,
My healing begins to sway,
As your fields unfold.

(9)
Painting my skin gold,
Your pallet of warm waters,
Brushing my summer.

(10)
Swimming in your seas,
Dappling, surging, conversing,
Writing, riding on.



(11)
Sorting out my thoughts,
In your seasonal binge, caught,
Questioning autumn.

(12)
Your heaven unfolds,
Surpassing the best in all,
Scenes catching your sheen.


By Rekha Ramani
(July 2016)
-copyright 2016-

An Envelope of Fulfillment

I have let you grow your independence,
Like a wave that leaves her mother sea,
To face the lividness of craggy rocks,
And soften happily as you heal.

As I grow weaker, I have to let go,
Where only room for labored breath,
Bends and seeks your tender youth,
Proud to see you brave all fret.

Death bestows its relief on me,
A will to promote the love in you,
What I have yearned you bequeath in me,
In repose I smile, as you hug me like few.


By Rekha Ramani
(July 2016)
-copyright 2016-

Relishing a dream of voyage;
though the sky lit by the glory of rays,
my eyes squinted at the ray
fluttering my lashes says,
not now,don't wake me now.

Impeccable sunlight splattering
on to the window
making a tiny purslane buds to grow.
In a fantasy,I say,
not now,don't wake me now.

Beads of morning dew sets humbly
on my pristine pink roses
and haughty dew on the edge of the leaf
filling in a light from the sunbeam.
Be-worried to dispel from cloud-land,I say
not now,don't wake me now.

Am exploring the vault of heaven
loosing myself from within
under the blanket of murky rain.
Then heard a crooning songs buzzing into my ear
wakes me recalling the tangled memories of cheer.
Plunged into a new day with smiling eyes
and with a prayer of good angels of heights.



Written by,
Rekha Antony

Throwback February 2020
Modified to refrain form

A fighter from
India
But I can't my way to the other side of the border
Laxman and Rekha block it
Amitabh Bachan ka dewar
Sunehra suffer

In that hours of light when the ocean
adorned us with the kiss of the waves,
affection for its beauty
reformed to a worshiping deity.
Oh my sailor,you've anchored my heart
making me a perfect fit queen of your paradise.
My mind heeded a love song playing on a harp
dreaming of the day walking down the aisle
with bouquets of orchids,pulling down the veil.
Oh my sailor,it's more than a year
that ocean waves hitting your ship
cradle you to sleep,
a sleep for an hour sketching blood lines
in your eyes makes me sigh.
Oh my sailor,sail back home
break your groove,rest sleepy head on *****
get tuned into the lullaby from my heart
walk-in to the land full of love
far away from the seagull squawk
where the cuckoos sings at the sky's first blush
no more frozen sausage you see
nor the ship that roars
black headed gull emptied your tin of nuts
which we bought from a valley hut.
Oh my sailor,sail back home
you're brave as knight and strong as storm
but you are the one my sight do seek
no matter you glide through the ocean
or let the sea breeze to whoosh
sail back away from the wrath of kyaar
and wrap me safe within your arms
Oh my sailor,sail back home.



Written by,
Rekha Antony

To the sailor Ajesh Joshi