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Tuesday

Limericks

There was a pleasant old man of Fife
who ate papadums with a knife
Said he what is life
if not full of strife
Knifing papadums pleases the wife.
~~

A young monkey from Bihar
once walked into Tihar
He peeked into the cell
of a very powerful mell
Said he, this is heaven, not hell!

Saturday

Serendipity

A butterfly does not announce its arrival.
Yet the seeker senses it 

from the tiny moving shadow, 
by the rush of air from the its wingbeats,
by having imagined a thousand times 

how it will be 
when a butterfly does arrive.
~

Sunday

The Poem

I crafted a poem
with the gleam of a pearl
the salty tang of a teardrop
its length the wisp of hair
tucked behind an earshell.

Some only said-
This is too short.
   ~

Tuesday

Haute Cuisine

The soul splutters and sizzles
like mustard in tadka
The mind is a scrambled egg.


(12.12.12. special)
 

Monday

The Pebble

Lodged in the soft sand of a river bed.
Water flows around me.
Dried leaves and twigs stop at me for a while and then carry on.
Fish nibble at my edges.
I stay where I am- unmoved, unmoving.
And yet, I change
As every second
I join the flow, particle by pebbly particle.

~

This poem was created on an impulse, as a response to the worldwide poetry movement "100 Thousand Poets for Change".