March 24, 2017 – Meenas Poems

Not much can be done
even for fun.

I slip into a reverie
I feel dreary.

A turn I expect
being not in the prospect.

I sit crossed
I have to pause.

Is it my life in short
it being the way I am caught.

Caught In Between January 21, 2021

Those of my staff who had gone for good.who had left on their owna few who I have sent back keep coming in my thoughtsfor reasons unknown Most of them had been with me for decades. I, their boss never bossed over, They , my deputies never felt so. Of recent, one of them, the cook wants to come backneeds me to call and […]

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Hand Over January 20, 2021

We three, the milder versions of our older siblings, keep close to each other. Once playing in the lawns of our house in a hill station, perceive two figures trotting. could not make out from a distance,we cling to each other, what could it be? each one of us come with interpretations,. The youngest, too small, knows to talk few words, […]

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The Shoe Flowers January 19, 2021

I find two pairs of flowersglimmering. The bright red pair.look shiny and provoking like a lipstick worn lass. The soft rose ones demure and rich carry an elegance, lady like Adoring both the pairs I watch my gardener Krishna, plucking flowers of varied colours, he gets near the hibiscus stops, hearing me scream,” No, No, Krishna, leave them”, Obe […]

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I Dream January 18, 2021

It is happening every day in the morningbetween 2.30 and 3I see a beautiful swandescending from heavensails as elegant as she canraps on my pillow gently. I do not open my eyes lest, she would fly off pretend to sleep she walks round my bedpulls my big toe. I stay still. She does it again with force, I do feel the […]

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Two Birds In A Bush January 17, 2021

one chirping loudlythe other pecking busilya sight I relate very closeas in a familyone worksthe other enjoys. Curious, I watch themthe singer keeps companyinspiring the workerto hunt for more.Its tweets enthuse.Both fly back witha fair collection, The rest is left to my imagination.I tell myself it is singer’s dutyto feed the young ones, the otherbird […] […]

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Dillies And Dallies January 16, 2021

It is a long daywith drizzle and suncold and warmone of contradictionsan unusual phenomenonat this part of the year.when the rains ceasethe monsoon endscold wave sets in. The day ends with showersthe darkness grows intensethe nights turn warmwhile the afternoonsgrow cold yet an unfamiliarpresentation of Nature.The unexpected twistsand turns caution us. An al […]

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Timings January 15, 2021

Governed by by auspicious time[i][i]Rahukalam[/i], Yemakandam[i][/i]Kuligai,Horai, followed by yogams[/i]Amirtha yogam, [i]Siddhayogam[/i],[i]Maranayogam[/i]. Not to leave off the new moon day,[i]Amavasai[/i],, full moon day, [i]Paurnami[/i],,[i]Ashtami[/i], the eight day after new moonor Full moon, [i]Navami[/i], the ninth after the twomoon days. Limiting o […]

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The Way I Do January 14, 2021

The fourteenth of Januaryevery year [i]Pongal[/i]festival otherwise calledharvest festival is celebrated.I keep the earthen potsand earthen stoveon the North East patio. I use to decorate the areaevery year the previous dayplacing sugarcane on either side,hanging stringed Mango leavesat the entry. Draw [i]kolams [/i]with rice powder. Not in absoluteperfectio […]

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Road Often Traversed January 12, 2021

Hard to go around doing choresday in and day out performingthe same old in small or large doseturns killing. Sighing and heaving I go abou.tphone calls, guests droppingin between. I carry on, no doubt’with exhaustions interfering. It so happens this morna trouble brews up all too suddenaccusing the one who has goneshe who had a […]

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The Brown Bird January 11, 2021

The wings flutter up and downthat of the bird in browna big one akin to an owlwith eyes black in tone. The bird takes off as if in a dashpenetrates with a splashthe sky divides to let it passone could see its huge claws, Sharp enough to peel off the skinthe air blows very thinthe […]

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