My Morning Poem




I breathe

Your words

So breezy and cool-

I perform my ablutions

With your

Words each dawn-

How myriad suns

Emerge from your words

To enter all my dark corners-

You are the alpha

And omega

Of my existence-


You are my morning poem



Posted for my prompt ~ Morning Poem @ Poets United Midweek Motif


A Prayer for myself


How can this mind of mine

so full of worldly delights

taste divine bliss

of thy name?

Neither had I left everything

nor had I followed thou-

how can I taste divine bliss

of thy name?

Let this mind be a lotus leaf

shaking off the last droplet of worldliness

and taste the divine bliss

of thy name.

May this mind of mine

only seek holy company, solitude and thou-

just to taste the divine bliss

of thy name.

O my mind

be restless and be intoxicated

with the divine bliss

of His name.


Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Prayer @ Poets United

Ode to Age

It’s a velvet bed of grass

slowly morphing into a gravel path-

it’s a bird-call;

a forest trail, thorny;

fiery to burn your feet;

it’s when the heart sprouts wings

into unknown skies-

in a trice, as it were

the journey’s almost done-

winged heart alights

and shuffles along its precarious perch

on the rugged cliff of time-

and folding the wings it drinks to its fill

the heavenly twilight-

all the while

watching evening eddies

spreading into night-


Posted for my prompt Ode to Age @ Poets United Midweek Motif

Reading Fiction


I have seen kohl-cool clouds

hidden in between pages-

to give

a needed downpour, shower, drizzle of words

cleansing toxic, vituperative reality-



Now I am in between hard covers

being words-

flowing like the dusky Ganga of Benaras

my breath, buzzing like all the ghats*-

you read me, see my Manikarnika** being-




**a sacred cremation ghat



Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Reading Fiction @ Poets United