My two poems have been featured in the Swallowtail Edition, The Wise Owl, November 2024. I am grateful to Dr. Rachna for honouring me the ‘Poet of the Month.”
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Life: A Floating Cloud
Floating clouds in the sky
In a destined path they move
As if hanging from the roof.
Often stop for a while
Over the mountain range
People laurel as the silver crown.
Play hide and seek
In the dark midnight
With the cheerful full moon.
Painter embroider
Poets wistfully deck them all
With syllables of ornament.
As time escapes through
They turn old and dense
And sacrifice in the form of rain.
A great allegiance
For the cause of others
And wish to be born and float again
Life is a floating cloud
Let us bloom it
with fragrance love and peace.
*****
The Wish Flag
Conflict and competition
eclipse the
voice of the mass.
Slogans of
demand and supply
hijack the
prime spot
with a mere
footnote on clean energy.
The ice
sheet melts into
grief-stridden
flow.
The green
turns into brown
and further
into barren.
No space for
the frogs,
chirpings of
birds
Red velvet
mites, buzzing of bees
in this concrete
jungle.
Clouds
blackened with smoke,
no ripples
of joy in lakes,
often laden
with caustic foams.
Mountain
slopes
caved in
with naked trees.
No ferry of
floating clouds and
the sky no
longer decked with
smiles of
rainbow.
Waterfalls
soaked with
cracked stone
River bed
left with
wide mud-cracks
as the sea
rises and invades
deep beyond
the shore.
I wish poetry
of the living world
to shape the hues of nature
and sing together the muse
for a colourful world.
The Wise Owl, Swallowtail Edition, November 2024 (Ed. Dr. Rachna Singh)
