The viper strikes
With venomous loneliness-
The bane of old age.
Bane of Old Age Haiku
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Summer Girls
Summer slipped in
Taking stealthy steps
Lagging behind nippy May
Which cool-caressed cheeks.
The sun began to linger
Making days longer
And humid air
Pearl-beaded foreheads.
The light-washed scenes
Brought warm-colored thoughts!
What a joy it was
To watch summer girls
Waltzing in
To parks and picnics
In their floral-print dresses,
Wafting their flutter sleeves,
And dripping sunlight in their smiles.
The ubiquitous bird-watchers
Stood by gleefully,
Sighing in deep satisfaction
While the elderly reminisced
About the bygone summers
Of spent youths.
My Stout Heart
Oh, my heart
Was so fragile
And brittle like crystal.
So easily broken
By an unkind word
Or cruel gesture
That could scratch
Or even crack!
I hid them.
And wore Teflon
For the world to see
An unscathed mien.
But deep within my tender heart
I felt the wounds.
Yet, covered they were
From probing eyes
Concealing all the hurts
Showing to all the world
An unbroken facade.
Time, in its inimical fashion,
Passed unhindered,
Not seeking palliatives.
The heart lived-
Albeit stitched and patched-
Unlike the crystal
Surviving as a whole
Surviving sturdily
The buffets of time,
The thorns of relations
And the cruel ills of society,
Declaring to the world,
“I have lived
And have grown stout”.
After Freeze
Cold bit my fingers
In the flurry
As I scraped ice
From windshield
And windows.
I blew hot breath
Into frozen fingers.
But it was pain
That pricked through tips
As blood defrosted
And began to flow
As feelings came alive
Bringing back memories
Of excruciating life
As blood awakened
And channelled through limbs.
Dragonfly
The summer was balmy
And the air hung like Indian muslin.
A somnolent lethargy overtook me
As I lay in my hammock
By the pond, hidden among weeds,
Whose surface shone speckled
By water’s sheen breaking through pondscum.
A sudden stir in the air above pond,
A glimmer of irridiscent colors!
A dragonfly was flitting upon the pond,
Transparent wings flashing colors
From metallic patches-
Red, brown, yellow, blue .
Helicoptering above, it lit
Upon a lily pad, compound eyes swirling
Its encircling globular vision searching,
A predator seeking prey.
But Fate decrees its tragic moments.
The unwary dragonfly foolishly forgot
The predator in the shallows.
A sudden splash and whiplike motion!
A bullfrog leapt up mouth opening,
Flicking its long and sticky tongue out,
And captured the hapless dragonfly.
Thus marked the end
Of a predator by a predator.
A Promise
We held hands and promised
To grow old together,
To laugh at our follies,
And to cry at our mistakes.
It was the promise of a dream
To wait together for the sunset,
A dream that was shattered
When one hand had to let go.
My Bubble Life
Bubbles shimmer
And my life glints;
Some float in quickly,
Wink and blink in a trice.
Plain and nondescript,
They are the dull routines
Of my mundane life.
Some sparkle green
And waft towards me
As time and seasons passed.
My heart leaps up
At sprightly Springs
In refreshing hues,
At lush Summers
Fully blossomed,
At mellow Autumns
In ripe fruition,
And at pristine Winters,
At once brilliant and gray,
Burying memories.
But my soul opens
At the rainbow-splattered bubbles
Dancing towards me.
I try to snatch these-
My hopes and dreams.
But many dart away
Out of my grasp!
But I am rife with hope
To snare and trap
My rainbow bubbles
Of fulfilled dreams.
Where is Sasha?
Is she under the porch?
Is she over the arch?
Is she on the oak branch?
Is she within their reach?
Three children wondered
And worriedly searched.
They froze in the wind chill
And found refuge at Grandma’s.
When unfreezing their limbs in homey warmth,
They reflected on the saucy canine
Who hated any sneaky feline,
Who, mostly, stayed within borders,
And who obeyed every order.
An unlatched door!
Out Sasha escaped to freedom.
The three were befuddled.
They tried to give chase and follow
Only to lose her in a hollow.
Dejected and losing patience,
The abashed children returned home
To find the sassy dog in the mud room
Wagging her tail in satisfaction.
Monsoon Haiku
Wet arrows pierced
Into the sandy puddles;
Water flowers bloomed.
Lucy
Lucy of the lucent smile
Glows with an inner light.
She embraces life
With pristine faith
That emanates from a heart
Filled with pure love
That surrounded a family
Which cradled all humanity.
Her smile speaks her heart
For all the world to see.
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