Long Saplings Poems

I.	  The Settlement

          Hickory bark bluffs
          at the blend of two 
    ...

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PRELUDE.
When the sky and world are dark no sounds are heard in the woods. Perhaps the scrabbling of night creatures on the hunt fo food. But no sound of woodpeckers ra ta tatting, bird song...

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FIRST MOVEMENT (Minor Key)

Times such as these test body soul and mind
So should our thoughts be pain and dark confined
Or loosed to concentrate on brighter things
Like furry puppies, flowers and girls on swings

In this bright...

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The Earth dry and bare; waiting eagerly for the drops of care;
 


Caught in the hot, steaming summer’s snare;
 


The flowers and creepers decorating window sills; all look desolate and ill;
 


As the nature withers...

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Mentors with the BeeTrees

From NorthWinds
come darkening winter
as newborn discontent
waiting to spring forth.

From SouthWinds
come summer's diastasis
climax of full-born wisdom,
contentment for and from all four directions
spread across sleeping hearts
of each nighttime regeneration.

From normalizing WestWind toward East colonializing
patriarchal...

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Ma,
Why do I need to apostrophize you? Why did you flew away into the celestial regions so earlier? Is it because you are from a land where ‘twenty is plenty’ for women? And hence, ignoring...

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We could speak together,
Decry rabid violence of chronically stressed kids
and young adults acting like kids,
apparently regardless of income or race;
perhaps not of enculturation.

Feeling claustrophobic,
anxious about an unpromising competitive future,
drowning in inch-deep and narrow boxed-in mentoring...

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Dad Revisited- Once More


Last night I sat up in bed and prayed a little longer,
I asked god to send dad back for just one more  day with great fervour.

Dad was waiting for me in...

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"Timeless trust,
   trapped in Selene's pendant,
                   pulsates purity and faith 
    ...

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Darkness still needs to be a portion of the sky,
It symbolizes grasping the cosmic matrix. 
Alas, it did not rise by a twist. It's the basics,
As morrow never rolls to spell crux truth, high.

A spark of...

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Interview with a Dying Tree.

       I had bought a mango sapling twenty five years back from a fair and  
        planted...

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A Poem as a Tribute on Mothers  Day Part 1

In the broad day light of one May afternoon,
When the heat of Sun was scorching and unbearable,
to move outside our dwellings, and 
The atmosphere was...

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A Folk Song of India

My Video Song is also on You Tube  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ukRQxnYGQwQ&feature=plcp

Background Note: Its  a story of a worried Farmer 
as his fields were dry because of no rains & 
the season...

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                        Ella peripherals the scene, 
instantly onboard. (A ship of fool.)
An onlooker,...

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You are the person of virtuous devotion 
The world has beaten you down and taken what you love
Yet you never slayed by your emotion
You took pity on those like you and with your wings showed...

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CHAPTER 3 The River
 
While they paused to rest a moment 
Han gazed suddenly behind them
To the south a long way distant
Faintly rose a hazy ribbon
 
From the grassland; Han spoke quietly,
"Loved ones, we are...

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"You're lucky to have a daughter like her"
No she was not lucky
She alone knows the number of ribs her body broke over the years
She alone knows the amount of water her skin pores shed
She alone...

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This is a poem about the University city of Cambridge in the UK , although I have only been there a few times , I decided to write a poem about it. Lord Bryon one...

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There are times when the demon in us stealthily it appears...
How else I get to explain why I did what I did when life is so dear...

How can I explain away my flaunting of a...

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Daylight fades, a city pulsates, and traffic is reflected in store windows.  
Hurrying headlights come out of the darkness. 
They crisscross like dueling knights.  People in the crosswalk scamper 
as if squirrels and...

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Oh' Kashmir



Oh'  J & Kashmir

My heart is aching,
And tears coming out from my eyes, 
And from the eyes, 
Of millions of your other countrymen,
From Jammu and Kashmir to Kanyakumari,
Because you are in terrible pains...

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At the kitchen table
Sat still like stone statues – petrified.
A sick game of musical chairs
Sat waiting for the muted music to play again.
Saplings uprooted early; replanted in rows
seated in toxic soil – a stunted growth.
Wooden...

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Such Majesty There, Where Nature's Beauty Abounds

There it was deepest beauty all the way around
Whispering winds echoing most colorful sounds
Like a vision from a very passionate dream
Earth, sky unified into giant flowing stream
I lone interloper...

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I wonder if THC
and our Holy Cooperative Spirit
could be cousins
like Grandmother Moon
and Grandmother Tree.

Why do you want to wonder 
about something as curious as that,
dear?

Oh, I don't recall, really.
It just came up in conversation a...

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Dad Revisited

RIP 1924-2015


Last night I sat up in bed and prayed a little longer,
I asked god to send dad back for just one more  day with great fervour.

Dad was waiting for me in the...

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