A Mother's Concern

Mrs.Daisy in her green and pink overcoat
flip-flopped on the worn out carpet
in the living-cum-dinning area
of her studio apartment.
She paused at the half-broken shabby window
and looked out at the creaky
black wooden gate.
Sausages and salmon fry
and a week old dinner rolls
lay on the metal-edged dinning table
waiting to be relished
by the owners
of the flea market Corning Ware.
The odd looking dangling wind climes
were attached to the cheap but fancy
clock on the breached wall
which read the time 12 o’clock.
Her daughter, Betty
worked late again
in SC Johnson’s and co.

Wedding Bells

The white veil trained along
the red carpet,
like a yellow snake crawling
on the green grass.

I walked reluctantly,
my father’s warm arm
in mine. I glanced around
to see the groom, standing
tall with a gray suit.

“Why gray? Why not blue?”

With white lilies,
in hand, he cast
a taunting smile at me,
breeding familiarity.

A tear was peeping from the corner of my eyes searching for any signs of happiness, in the other’s eye.

“Do I have to wear
this relationship on my finger?”

The commotion in my brain
was like the haunting
bells, in the cemetery
on a new moon night.

I turned around and looked
at the door, engraved
with flowers of the spring
and my feet moved.

Woman

The jingling of the anklets
of the flowery feet
was heard by the deaf man.

The bright face
with the elegant tresses
opened the eyes of the blind man.

The silky melody
from the lustrous lips
brought ‘wow’ to the mouth of the dumb man.

The serene affections
of the soft heartbeat
gave shelter to a homeless man.

Mommy dear

Cell to the ear,
carry bag in one hand,
the little hand
of the boy in other,
I cautiously walked
to the door of the sedan-
Just in time,
the heel of my shoe
did a tango on the icy snow-
Carrots, beets and cabbage
all went flying along
with my phone-
Little John stood
and looked stunned
at the squatting mommy.

Eyes

Your eyes are everything for me.
There is nothing else that I want
My world is void without them.

When you open them
It is morning for me
When you close them
It is sunset for me
My life and my death
Are under these eyelids only!

Without them I can't go anywhere.
They are filled
In my heart beats,
Carved in my breath.
I will hide them
From the whole world.
I will keep them
Embedded in my soul.

They are my world,
My whole existence.
Since I came into this world
I have not loved anything else
Except your eyes!