Best Minarets Poems

There beneath the dome of ashen sky
Nary a hint tonight of her favorite stars 
And motion above of cumulus clouds
Neither does thunder, nor pleads aloud.

Restless,...

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As the moon smiles down on the sparkling Mediterranean
The gentle rolling hills
Reach bejeweled fingers into the sea
Spilling the overflow of sparkling lights
Onto fishing boats that...

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Church bells were heard nearby

As minarets tall, made prayer calls

When they stood on war torn bridge

Parting with one last forbidden kiss.

Sirens of war were loud...

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Against barren cliffs, daylight enters , finding
glistening  horizons ,iridescent  jewels keeping
lovely minarets near Olympic peaks, quietly revealing
snowbound  turrets under  velvet winds...

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Westernmost in its regional placement and traditional identity,
rare but indigenous is its Arabian flavour,
and a significant bridge of peace 
between its brothers and their common...

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Continued from Part 1

The City’s blur? A sepulcher for Christians, Muslims, Jews –
Cathedrals, Temples, vacant now, enshrine their residues,
for churches, mosques and synagogues abide without...

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We'd made a dawn start that day, following in his footsteps, as
apparently Jesus used to get up early.
Our group had gathered for a reading, and...

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The poet Rabindranath Tagore described it thus:
"Like a solitary tear suspended on the cheeks of time"
This structure is indeed sublime
Located in India, it is one...

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Haiku 
…My City Hyderabad


Same stories in books
Same thoughts I read time again
Missing myself

Those old lanes
Those dim lit windows above
My city glows

Rickshaw-puller leads
My thought to its...

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Pellucid pachyderms wade across
the purpling River Manjees
and Tozzath watches from the bank, 
the seat of his maroon pantaloons soaked with mud,
his nostrils flaring with the...

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Sing a song of Taj Mahal
A landmark of lovers
And a lover's edifice
With medieval bowers
Tis a mecca for tourists
Tis sensational, tis exceptional, 
tis truly a touristy...

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Beneath tapestries of sky and clouds of ivory
In a waltz we dance on bridges and on alleys

Across mosques' minarets, we hear the prayers
Then descend to...

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The ink of your red heart
Sips the flowers, 
Besieges the olive 
In the iris of the eyes, 
Flirts the tunes
Hugs the minarets, 
And complains to...

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THE LAWNS OF PARADISE



Dim road in Moscow’s winter taxi.
Maybe our Uzbek driver’s memory 
Drifts  to Bukhara,Samarkand and Tashkent: 
The shifting sands  and the...

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In translucent silence
sapphire-capped minarets
stand like ardent rose buds
under glint of a firefly moon.

Gone are birds of day
like ruby breasted dawn
spilling ashes of roses
on a saffron...

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