Five Poems


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(photo credit Shubhang)

1.

duality
an illusion
the dark
sometimes
is the light
and the light
just its
shadow
and in between are
the stories
finished
and
unfinished

 

2.

the slats of the shutters
cut my shadow into strips
as you slammed that door on me
I stood there
on the sunlit sidewalk
my fragmented side

suddenly coherent

 

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3.

Last of the winter flowers
a carpet of crisp yellow leaves,
days filled with calls
of ravens, crows and sparrows,
Kites circling the clear skies
as squirrels scurry around
and dogs sleep in shades of
flaming Gulmohar, the Coral and Silk Cotton trees.
Soothing lavender blooms of Jacaranda,
and the glorious Amaltas (laburnum),
a blaze of yellow,with golden chandeliers hanging down.
Stark branches tipped with myriads of colors
like gigantic brushes
painting the heavens,
and it is not yet summer
in my city

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4.

A winterized spring
summer still waiting
at the threshold
Who has cast the spell
on the seasons?

If it was not for the
Autumn within me
there would be no poems.

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5.

night rain
just the quiet slithering
sound
the smell of
thunder
tree shadows burying
themselves in the deep dark
and a
neon moon
illuminating a puddle

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