A wedding of two hearts, two souls-
A wish, a dream, a life-
For parents and couple;
The attendants come and go;
But the couple makes the difference.
A wedding of two hearts, two souls-
A wish, a dream, a life-
For parents and couple;
The attendants come and go;
But the couple makes the difference.
When dragonflies hover
Above the pond algae,
Remembrance of one
Who reached fame in the discovery
Of the rare one of those.
Francy was effervescent,
Full of joy in meeting people,
Full of questions
About world politics to home fronts.
As a son, brother, husband,
Father, friend and colleague
He left his indelible mark
As someone whose joyful presence
Meant immortality.
Birthdays come and go
As we measure time in thimbles.
Is it wise to let time pass by?
Catch it by its forelock
And shout, “Carpe Diem!”
Our finite lives need
Some fulfillment.
Hold fast to time
And open up venues:
Improve, progress, develop
And, above all,
Look right and look left
At all the surroundings,
At all seconds, minutes, and hours.
There the poor and the needy,
The disenfranchised,
The old and the weak,
And the handicapped-
They reach for a helping hand,
For compassion and empathy!
Don’t let time pass
Without us reaching out
In time when Time passes by
And our fingers brush
Only the bald patch in the back
While reaching to halt its passing.
Let us not waste time,
But deem it a boon
To reach out to tend and nurture
While embracing humanity.
Footprints in the sand
Mark progress in weedy shore,
Marks of trailblazing.
Scaly serpent writhes
Amid rough and tumbled rocks;
God created all.
Sable clad, the dread silent night arrived,
Quiet as the full sated homing herd;
Dusk crept in gloom cover and cast a pall
O’r muted chimes and dead footfall in couching
Heavens loomed in ebon splendor, couchingi
Above my gloomy bower; lonely and parching
I lay waiting, waiting for slumber’s balm-
On sagging springs – my wayward thoughts to calm.
Solo and in pairs, paced the squadrons combined,
Unruly hordes, soul’s dark companions, to bind
Fetters on dreams; and hooded.thoughts collage
My lone nights and enthrall my peace in cage.
Gentle Paraclete, whisper and dispel
My gloom as day brightens in morning’s spell.
Cattails threw shadows
Into placid stream surface,
Gleaming at the setting.
Beak to beak crooning,
Floating on curvy waters,
The swans patterned heart throbs.
From the west oozed
Burnt orange blaze, and
The waningred red glow
Silhouetted life’s moments
In earnest molecules.
And in pallid seconds,
In the midst of the angst of torment,
Between the demented heaven
And the heartbreaking earth,
The struggling soul gasps.
At first, there was light
And the Garden of Eden;
God came down the light.
Latticed flakes, feather light,
Floated like eider down
And lightly lingered
Upon eyelashes aflutter,
Cheeks aglow and nosetips in freeze.
Amid the snowy florets
In the winter hush,
My footfalls muffled
In the downy pavement.
I walked with upturned face
Where crystalline blooms,
In whispering touches,
Winked and vanished.
In candy sugar ice,
The twigs and branches
Gleamed in fairy luster
In the charmed wood
Where the pathway crossed.
Winter’s brittle splendor,
In ethereal sheen,
Wafted me to enchantment
Aloft myriad graces
Into intimate magic, and,
Alas, a world of transience.
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.