Long Sunshade Poems

The Little Master, Sachin Tendulkar

At Wankhede Stadium in Mumbai,
   The Little Master chose to say good-bye;
His Rembrandtesque canvass hat shading eyes,
   He whispered thanks up to high-open skies.

Gods spurned earth but...

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Departures!
We are all departing,
Beings of departure belonging to no one
And we lack all the knowledge of it
From the first day we came,
Our aim has been to move on,
To reach our goals. 
Enough!
You have turned me...

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I could find in all of my short childhood,
No umbrellas around our neighborhood;
Farm-workers used palm leave woven structures,
That resembled head-gears said in scriptures...!

Our school lay less than a kilometer,
Rain torrents in June were true repeater;
Books...

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I have never been to Brighton before,
I was eight, never been on a sea shore.
Mum and Dad were taking us all on a summer's treat,
We could make sand castles, swim,eat ice cream in the summers...

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The Kalahari 


Kneaded clay
Form creases 
The thirst of desert  
blinding dust and wind 
Collide of wave and tide 

Females carry the tribe 
Their large flappy ears 
Fan them cool 
Muddy pools 
Their sunshade and...

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A walk-in solitude, putting one foot
over the other, stepping over roots
to listen to the flutes of nature lutes
and silent subtle shift that are afoot.

Away from mental incessant chatter,
solace for the fractious mind. A matter
of time,...

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THE WEATHER? DON’T ASK ME

There won’t be a cloud in the sky today,
But don’t get too complacent.
The weather’s coming from the north
And storm clouds are adjacent.

My job used to be simple,
The seasons were well defined.
But,...

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I wonder into how many mirrors I will glance on my to hell.
This vain and vile image.
We made him together.
Their expectations and my vanity.
Their agitation and my insecurity.
This peripheral paranoia, checked only by the silent...

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A book of verses underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread—and thou
Beside me singing in the wilderness—
Oh, wilderness were paradise enow.

(Omar Khayyam’s (1048-1131 CE) well-known quatrain (Rubai). Its translation was done by...

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Title 3/ Air
Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)

Live in the sunshine:

As the air strolls neath the elaborate branches 
Weaving between dreams of the world
Of crimson sunshade across the...

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She walks underneath the pink sunshade trees
dressed in flowing antique white bridal gown.
Un-dissuaded heart, to laugh, love, a peace 
drawn to fragments of leaves rustling around.

The start of spring; radiant glow of pink.
A fountain of...

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"Streets of Solitude, losing your way behind fogged glass of bliss, a journey to reality." Quote by poet

Away from mental incessant chatter,
A walk in solace away from the world,
Off time, a sense of elation scatter
A...

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PERFECT WEATHER


The weather is always ideal
It arrives just on time
Just when the need is real
And the earth is prime

If we get caught in a rainstorm
We should’ve taken a coat
Or if rivers flood beyond the norm
We...

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She strolls neath the sherry sunshade trees.
Serene, the start of sown spring, slumber sate scene.
Steadfast, striking, whimsical, white 
swans swim, mid melding of cherry blossoms.
She's spellbound by silent sense 
of Poetic strokes spun of sweet...

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