The Kanhaa Poem: 1 By Amita J Sanghavi. 19/8/2022. Krishna, krishna! Heading straight To the Haveli,We stop at the phoolwala And his tokri, Our steps halt As we bend, Flowers to the soul, Bliss lend: The moment Of spotting fresh blooms, Mogra and Prajakta, Bringing a bright glowOn our face and our heart, We bendContinue reading “Kanhaa Poem”
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How about…Smiling Without any reason today?How about…Singing With(out) tune today?How about…Joking and laughingOn yourself today?How about…Giving up a ‘must do’ today?How about…Facing towards the Sun and simply being happy today?
On the purple couchShe does belong,And she sings along,Between numbers divine-Ruth B’s ‘Lost boy’ She plays again,And humming Trampoline,By amazing Shaed and Zayn,My princess shifts,In the next moment,Taylor Swift’sMelody drifts. Outdoors, the VirusCovid 19 corpses pile,Indoors 24 by 7, Locked down we copeTo keep alive hope,Try home remedies so naive,Praying they do survive,Days elapsed moreContinue reading “Mommy muses…”
My Hinglish poem: Missing home
Missing the kuhu kuhu melodyOf the hidden Koyal among fresh mango leaves,The squirrels running bindaas on the nariyal trees,The squeaky groan of the overloaded rusty swing never kid-free, The temple bells’ reassuring chime,The next-door school kids’In chorus sing everytime,The ‘rain, rain go away’ rhyme.The aromas from the kitchen stronger than any fancy appetizer,Recipes of monsoonsContinue reading “My Hinglish poem: Missing home”
Mangoes more mangoes!🥭🥭🥭🥭🥭🥭🥭🥭🥭🥭
Mango moments, Those delicious Inhalations deep,Of aromas sweetAnd the mouthfulsOf mangoes Haaphus, Totapuri, Langda, Badaami, Kesari, Paayri….The colour The textureThe tasteThe luxuryOf more, even moreMango delicacies,How lip-smacking is aamras Pooris hot dipped in…Home grown Rajapuri,Homemade garam puri,Home concocted Pannah,Home made chhoondaa…Home made aambe wadi,Home made mango barfi.Milkshakes and ice cream, Dip in a dozen mangoContinue reading “Mangoes more mangoes!🥭🥭🥭🥭🥭🥭🥭🥭🥭🥭”