Rivers and lakes are drying up. What can we do about this?
another one about the exotic pistachio
nature permitted us a visit to her forestnot neatly manicured as were the tea farmsbut a lively welcome, seemingly chaoticthough if you observed enough you wouldappreciate nature’s patterns, where a tree arcs into a rainbowoffering shade from the scorched skygently we tread over dried up leavesscrambling, sliding, scrabblingas though we never learnt to walkyet majestic … Continue reading Patterns of Nature
It was just an ordinary nothing When nature conspired with God And after many months of preparation A sudden haze of mauve bells bloomed Unimaginable on a once unremarkable tree Canopy for the weary, Delight for observers from highrises And all the people noticed, they were jovial ... for a while With flowers that rain upon the people Like … Continue reading An Ordinary Nothing
I recently wrote in my poem Against the Moon: you do not need to be in a position of power to influence the ways of the world Last night I came across an excellent and important message which I would like to share. Take a few minutes to watch: It seems like we, our leaders have been … Continue reading Big Ideas, Little Country
and one fine morning the starfish and the shell a mismatched couple though they were decided to venture away from the sea a day out, they excitedly thought away from the tidal timings and its monotonous movements and so they shuffled along politely declining the seaweed's offer of camouflage ignoring the noxious jelly fish' s bid … Continue reading tears of a starfish
If she had declared "Tempt me not, Serpent!" Would we have destroyed paradise The way we are depleting earth?
if you could feel the earth rotate would you be less arrogant would you be reminded that you are indeed a recipient of her hospitality that truly there is nowhere to go planets are distant cousins looking after their own the burning stars are cold none to welcome you the milky way is far from … Continue reading feel the earth
guilty footprints on the sand replacing shells as waves reclaim, reincarnate them through the circle of life