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Holi festival

It was a crisp clear blue sky,

not a cloud in the sky,

there is no mist,

there is no trace of a rain.

Then suddenly

there was this explosion of colors

all over the place, splashed in the air above,

forming a beautiful colorful rainbow.

This got to be a holi-day,

what else can it be?

yes, of course it is holi- time of the year.

Holi is near.

Holi is here.

Free Verses

A bear and

A Leaf-less tree.

Both motionless.


Till next spring!


My muse

gave me a new poem


I lost the words,

Looked everywhere

In vain.

so I wrote

A word-less poem.


Leaf-less half dead tree

Stood silently in the woods,

Along with other

Leaf-less hibernating trees,

Waiting eagerly

For the arrival of spring.

This winter




Sat precariously on a leaf

One early spring

Came crashing down with

The gusts of wind

Bouncing off like diamonds

From a broken necklace


On a wet rainy morning

A rusty nail,

Holding wind’s hand,

Was scribbling lines

On an

Old iron bench.


On the same wet rainy morning

After grandpa wiped the bench,

Grandson sat

scribbling lines with crayon

On the same

Old iron bench!


A blank piece of paper

A Muslim writes

It becomes Koran,

And claims it to be the only truth

A Christian writes

It becomes Bible

And claims it to be the only truth

A Hindu writes

It becomes Gita

And claims it to be the only truth

Stop this hypocrisy

Leave the piece of paper alone

Let it be just blank!


The Time

An enigma

When asked

To leave,

It just sits there,


When asked

Not to leave,

It flies away.


On a rainy day

Passing cars

Created clouds of mist

Lifting wetness

Off cement road!


— A Fling —

Dancing passionately

With the wind,

Having given

A final tender embrace,

The flame

became one with

The wind

By turning itself into a