LITTLE, LITTLE GOLDEN SUNS

With thick darkness engulfing

the village

you little golden suns

emitting golden rays

assume the roles of

golden kings

coming out of your

safe havens you spend in the

bright daylight.

It is a visual feast

watching you little

little golden kings

roaming far and wide

up and down, around

the woods and over the

vast fields

often entering the

rooms resting over

our bodies, then flying

above dancing

like angels

until time trickles

away

seconds after seconds

minutes after minutes

hours after hours

clearing the path for

emerging silvery sun

pervading the entire land.

You little golden kings

slowly beat a retreat to

your safe hide-outs until

the next darkness envelops the city.  

FINAL SOLUTION

In the short hours of

the morning

the knock on the door

awoke her from deep sleep.

Reluctantly, slowly

with her frowning forehead 

with her drowsy eyes

with a lukewarm attitude  

she opened the door.

He with his brief-case hanging

from one hand

standing on unsteady legs

without caring to have a look at her

entered the room

wobbled along

threw the brief-case in a

corner of the mattress

threw himself on the mattress

without changing clothes.

The nauseating odour of the

liquor pervaded the room

which forced her to go

directly to the window and to let cool breeze flowing in.

Memories flew back

she was reflecting the yester years

when they were enjoying the honeymoon days

and with the cheerful days over

when the euphoria of honeymoon ended

he started coming late

into the night inebriated.

With tears in her eyes

she pleaded with him

not to be a slave of liquor

not to reach the house

late into the night

not to hurt her tender mind.

She shed tears

she doled out advices aplenty

she squabbled and remained without talking each other

two to three days together

she spent her days without taking food.

She sat drowsing in the

shade of table-lamp

until his arrival

yet he didn’t care

the needling pain piercing

the inner walls of her heart.

His attitude and approach

gradually created a chasm

which widened and widened

day by day.

Her heart brimming

with anger and hatred towards

the man

whom she declined to call her husband

and now

they are two isolated

islands under the same roof.

She knows very well in her 

mind that the days of

final separation are

a matter of days….

FURY

Long, long, long ago

Far, far, far away

a land fell into the

lap of a tumultuous, vast dark sea one day

with the sun, moon and

stars taking compulsory leave.

A cyclonic storm with

the speed of mythical ‘Hanuman’

penetrated the interiors of the land

wreaking havoc all its way ahead

communication and power-supply lines snapped

trees uprooted

taking away small, small, small houses and huts

coastal areas shattered

sheets of waves

one after another

rising metres high

lashed the land

torrential rains hit the land

for days together

devastating the crops

with people confined to their houses

terror running down their spines

many did succumb to the

nature’s fury despite precautions abound.

The land literally

floated in the  sea for days together

with no sign of end to

the nightmare.