A foul smell, he got
He shouted- ‘Something is rot’
His wife said- ‘It’s your son’s socks’
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Nailed and screwed on hands and legs,
Cut and bruised out of shape,Stripped and peeled, so bare to shock,Lo, there lies a man! The Son of God,On a cross erected on the summit of the Mount,Brutally suspended between Earth and Sky,Stationed amid thieves on either side.He slipped and slithered under the yoke of weight,And tottered the rugged route to Calvary,Scourged and flogged…
Humming a soft tune
With airy fingers,it tousled my hairrubbing its cold cheeksagainst mine, tickling meit reeled round,tugging at my skirtlike a naughty kidand amorously lifting it uplike a loverAs winding tendrils,it coiled all around meinviting me for a waltzbetween hushed breathsand murmured tonesit talked to me endlesswhispering sweet nothingsin my attentive earI felt love pouring down on meI…
Give me new morns with splendid sunshine
Give me fresh air with sweet whisperings of breezeGive me quiet days sans the bustle of hectic crowdseach promising new wonders and joyous tidingsGive me country sides with luxuriant vegetationand rich plantationGive me woodlands of varied flora and faunaso rare and rich that nowhere else are seenGive me gardens and brick laid pavementsWhere there grow…
When Orpheus sang on his flute
When Samson sangIt sounded like a bangThat sleeping babies woke up with a jolt
From the jagged summit of the mount
Now I have to climb down this cliffEach slope n’ ridge with utmost careIt makes me shudder from head to footThat a single negligent or faulty stepCan land me in the base of the abyss belowUnnerving me like sailors in a sinking shipIt is so rugged, perilous and slipperyWith narrow, tapering and razor edgesClimbing up…
Clouds gather over the far reaches of the sky
The Earth is tickled by the pin pricksDormant dreams resurrectBlossoming every heart and the Earth