‘Ding dong bell

On the ‘cadaver’!

Sends all my senses on a strikeLeaving me with thunderous pounding of the heartMy mind then buzzes with thoughts and I go dizzyWhy this happens to me every now and thenIs this what you call love?Why I nurse the aura of a beautiful dreamWhy I see the Earth wearing new coloursWhy I feel the wind…

Made a pass at the girlShe called out to alert allSensing danger, he began to flee!

And the whole streets illumined with colorful lights and starsBut his tiny hut looked dismal n’ dark like a prison campWith a suppressed sigh, he inhaled the festive airHis little heart grew weary and dimThere has never been a merry Christmas in his lifeAs the days advanced, he grew moody and glumHe, born into a…

Cool blows the wind, sweeping the humid air,And dark clouds gather in distant skies.Sound of thunder falls in rumbling notes,Flash of lightning sears the sky,Soon comes the sound of falling rain,Pitter – Patter, it falls on roofs and walls.Rain has come after a scorching spell,Bathing the Earth in splendid shower,It washes the leaves in sparkling…

To delve into the crevices of the darkWith the curiosity of an explorerAnd the near comatose of a somnambulistI walked up and down the steep slopes of the nightLike a night watchmanWithout a lantern in his handWhen my legs grew wearySometimes I sat on a rockCovered with moss and lichenStaring at the dark night skyWith…

Along the pathways-craggy and raggedFrom Nazareth, trudging miles on endFull pregnant, was she with childMary -the Virgin, suffused with Spirit HolyDivinely ordained to bear the Godly PrinceConceived before, she had known her spouse.Abiding in Heaven’s Providence n’ careThey had rode past miles behindFar too fatigued by the tripMary, now badly needed a place to rest.Heading…

Erstwhile the abode of innocence and easeA house now left empty of its throngSheltering a happy brood, once it throbbed and thrivedWithin whose walls, we were born and bredCrying and whining, laughing and prattlingPampered and cared, we grew as kidsCorrected and controlled, we grew into adultsHere we shared a thousand mingled thoughtsA hundred hopes, dreams…

Letting no rays of hope inMaking our world seem a wildernessTangled with nettles and bramblesThe road we travel may appear circuitousTaking us nowhere, leaving us fatiguedSometimes weariness sets inLike molten lead into our brainSending out smoke and heatLike an overheated panEven the drops of consoling wordsInstantly evaporate with a hissCausing scalding and burning!

It comes to some, unawaresBut it eludes most, unbiddenGoing after wealthIs like trying to catch a birdIt involves great craftDemands drill and disciplineOften it flies above our headsOr it may perch on the height of treesAt times it swoops down to EarthOr it may roost within its nestSome catch it in a trapSome hatch it…

Spicy,Tangy,BitterOrSweet?I don’t know.All I know is;It isn’t too sweet to be quaffed offNor too bitter to be spitted out!

All around are fresh and fair flowersPeeking out from the foliage and peeping from bowersIn the tranquil bosom of this now beauteous landAn array of varied and glorious sights aboundAnd how my sauntering gaze labours to traceThe shifting scenes in all their loveliness and graceLook at the hare bounding away to its covert boroughsAnd the…