Three musings:  Evening, wet Earth and Love

One: The evening tide

Fast falls the evening tide

So gather around the fireside,

Let us savor this taste of Nature; 

Her soft songs, breezes and lecture
Two: The wet Earth

The sun set before our eyes

The wet earth is left to dry

For the days heavy rain has left

And with her, all benevolent escorts
Three: Love

Now the night fast approaches

Let us pride on humble speeches

Exhalting the need to love more

And welcoming all to our doors


I Dream

I dream

Of you

You I knew not… 

I see the smoke mold your face, 

I feel your fingers pull my face softly away

To the sight where rivers met and fought

I feel the breeze whisper your names, 

Excitement won’t let me keep memory of it

And when I look up, it was just another dream

But I dreamt again

Of lands where young women wore bangles and jewellery

Dancing with all the soul and melody in them,

And when they danced they laughed at the lust-full men


I dream of the skies, 

To fly, to dine with the Eagles, to see the light from her source

To paint a shade which I have groomed for a thousand years

To taste the wines of Spain and sail the oceans of the North


I dream of a tale I must write, 

A journey of lore and the reason why it became true 

A mission to find the reason why I exist and live

And the reason why I must love you alone


Now I dream of caves and mountains, 

Each coming to me as a tale of you I must live to tell

The fragrances of roses which stalk-dead still smeared my palms

And when the sunset and hopes sleep for another day

I know for sure, I shall meet you and that then we won’t part anymore


Natures Tale: The Sun rays


Take a walk in the woods, 

Dive into the envelope of tall tree branches

Admire the tents that Nature erected

Savor the teasing of fresh airs

And watch the sun rays streak through the tree leaves

The canopy hides the shrieks and tweets 

Of birds and rodents 

Creepy amphibians croak out their hearts

The grasses waltzing with the soft air

Once a partridge called out

Deafening the peace the woods knew

The echo resound maliciously

Yet the sun rays can only file in to hear this

Bamboo trees stand guard piercing the sky

With their queer long sticks 

At their foot a nest of rocks lay 

Trickles of water drop quietly

Still beneath the bamboo roots

A family of brown crabs gather

Raising their pincers in funny displays 

As the sun rays streaked through the tree leaves 

Smell of mushroom rent the air breeze 

A busy hive buzz above the branches

And soft voiced birds sing from tree tops

A little further, a fall pushed off water

Casting them into a white pool 

Mother Nature washed her garments

And she sang with all voices of the woods

But the sun rays can only file in to behold her



Your song echo’s in my mind
Cascading into soft musings

Dancing in my heart, 

I stare without words

But my hands tap away with joy


Dead ivory 

First it was horror, 

Watching a breath simmer quietly away

Staring at the sight that her memory must stay

And then, then the full reality sets in

Today the useless tusk must rot with the carcass

The body a meal to billions of worms,

But the body and tusk, both are gone, wasted 
Tears are naught, a grave above the earth where you once ruled, 

Where you once gathered your flock and fed them fat

Where the trees are green and the rivers flow peacefully, 
But this view of the wild is forever relinquished in your pain of death

By man’s malevolence, in the eyesore created by your friend; man

You won’t likely remember the face, the face that struck the blow

The face that took your being and made you a meal of worms
Tears are naught, the land you walked remained unperturbed

The family you kept walked without you, with white tusks

And yours was a story which they must live with forever.