wild lie

in the wild life
endless independence
there is fun in abundance
then there is strife
when to wild winds collide
they stir up a hurricane
or a small scale typhoon
causing only destruction
if at the wrong place

Sharmishtha basu
31 .1.11

monkeys

a cozy bunch of monkeys
lived up floor from me once
a chirpy herd quite funky
dwelled on my roof top once.

their days started prior dawn
as I laid snuggled and comfy
they opened their beady eyes at dawn
got active like a bunch of zombie.

One minute they were thump thump
the other minute they were squealing
then they will start to hop and jump
sometimes they will go rolling.

for years I tried to convince them
my rooftop is not their home
I will be so glad to see the last of them
if they will kindly return to their home.

Then one day they disappeared in thin air
I woke up sans their jumping and sound
as if some angel heard my prayer
vanished em with a single whiff of her wand.

Sharmishtha basu
19 .1.11

festive seasons

on the carpet of grass
dew drops scatter
glittering and sparkling
miniature stars.

dew drops scatter
harsingars sail down
softly shower down
after living all night.

harsingars sail down
fragrance spreads out
sweetly permeates
darkness of early dawn.

fragrance spreads out
announces autumn
filling up hearts
with the festive mood.

announces autumn
with it all the fun
all the cheer and laughter
of the festivals to come.

Sharmishtha basu
24.09.10

Childhood days

Those long walks together
Sometimes running
Sometimes strolling
A gang of five siblings
Out to explore the world
Two yappy dogs
Unleashed and free
Chasing rabbits and birds
Jumping like crazy
Ignoring the shouting kids.

Garden full of flowers, bees
Butterflies soaring like dream
Flocks of birds and parrots
Sometimes a dancing peacock
Right in your courtyard
Spreading its gorgeous plumes
The velvety, red velvet bugs
Filling up the trees
Soft as velvet red as cherry
Treasures for the little kids.

smiles

Why are those rays of sun fading away
which used to perch on every lip
when they talked, spend times together
pieces of sun called smile and laughter…

They have been replaced by half hearted
smiles, greetings muttered in aloof way
hi, hello, how are you have taken over
those gentle beams of sun rays…

those which used to light up one face
and illuminate ten others around
a surge of warmth spreading from heart
to heart, enveloping each and every one.

Those peals of laughter, those loud guffaws
telling the tales of a warm heart present
these beautiful butterflies flying from one lip
to other need to be brought back, revived.