The radiant fruit of evening sun
That grows on barren branch
Slithers slowly down the bark
Meandering like a black serpent
Ready to hiss in the dark
And pour his venom in the sky
The thunder that bleeds tonight
Showers dew drops from above
If only I had leaves to garner them
And wrap the falling sun in my foliage .
Dehradun
2186
17.13 hrs
14.1.25
When the growing grey of night
Grates into the pink of the evening
The wind softly blows her breath
To puff up the silvery dreams in sky
An evening star winks at the constant eye
The flock flaps back to the cosy strands
With a saved morsel for the sapling
The drops get annointed for the tide
The myriad hues of dusk softly merge
Into the viscous womb of a tarry night
The larva of another glittering dawn.
Rishikesh
9.1.25
07.43 hrs
2185
What difference to the vast cosmos
Does a miniscule speck make
A drop that could have doused the sun
Had it awaited till the dusk
The load to carry the limb
That had moved yours sometime
The entire burden shifts to self alone
After three pairs of shoulders unload
The debris of emotion and life
You hope the strands dipped in thick pain
Get dripped dry on the canvas of time
The little difference to the world
Could mean the world to us
Like the speck on the sky
Is just a planet but full of life
From afar the stars twinkle
And send glitter with their silence .
Rishikesh
2184
7.1.25
22.21 hrs
