Spring!

Spring!

Spring rocks  in hues,

ornate garb with stunning prints.

 Gold laces the edge.

Herbs and Shrubs eye their

dear shimmering sun and bloom.

What a pretty scene!     

The Gardener God

sights things from high in the sky.

Clouds spurt elixir.

Plants are in fresh moods,

 Breeze sweetly sings lullabies.

 Seedlings hum tunes.

Blooms are feasts for eyes,

craving for calm in the chill.

Oh! Nature, what a beauty! 

Crystal-clear Drops!

Crystal Brook!

crystal brook
reflects the willow trees
birds sing their song. 

Willow trees at their gaiety

their beautiful image in water.

Crystal-clear Drops!

Pelt kids stones in brook,

splash water-drops as glass-squads.

Ah! very pretty sight!

Silver drops shimmer

in air; o, crystal-clear drops

of water, catching.

O, no diamond

splinters soar in air, little

 eyes in excitement.

They are a hundred

stars, aha! Fly and flicker,

Little hands in claps.

Little legs many

approach, loud laughter tinkles,

 hilarious scene.

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Winning Hues!

The garden and  her

Loving inmates pull beings.

Winning hues on blooms.

 The lovely pink blooms

The Edward Rose exhibits.

 Beautiful attire.

Make-up Shrub has done;

Well suits her purple-bloomed garb.

 Around her vibgyor*.

Sweet smell spreads scented

 Dress, attracts it, passers-by.

What a striking scene!

Unwilling to return,

Stay eyes long in the garden.

Forgets viewer glooms.

Nectar-loving Flies

To the Shrub, fly from far,

Fall in love with her.

·        *Spectrum colours

A Startling Art!

In the morning, Sun
Mixes colours on his own

pretty day-palatte. 

For  the choicest use,
He carries his day-palette.
Travels in the sky.

Readied the canvass,
The sky; ready is himself.
Bears a grin on face.

 On the canvass, in
Dazzling black and white, he paints.
A startling art.

For Carpe Diem

The Accordionists!

   High jumpers are the

Athlete-frogs; the running-tracks

 are land and water.

 Accordionists are

they too; play rough sweet tunes

On their tools inbuilt.

Show their talent to

 Alert beings, when becomes

 Nature furious.

The accordions are 

Payed well in monsoon's onset,

 In their pitch much high.

 The composer-frog

starts the performance; the troupe

 in chorus follows.

Play they their tools well

Prior to Nature’s Band-men, 

Storm and Rain arrive.

Mystic Night!

Dawn, a quiet kid

 When grows into youth, attains

Might and power much.

Noon sights her making his pal,

Noisy Evening envies Dawn.

Wakes up to morning

Stillness,Dawn spreading splendor;

Noon cuddles cute Dawn.

Frowns Evening at Noon and waits

For Dusk with lust to hug her.

Arrives mystic Night

To alert all residents,

For meditation.

For a long rumination

The dwellers well close their eyes.


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Deep Dark!

Sinking into deep

 Dark, beings close eyes for sleep

And awake I am.

 With my book open

Sit, I, to read the next half

With a smooth mood now.

 Candles emit light;

Smells bright, coffee in mug, have

Desire for a sip.

 Night, her dress, washes

 In rain; spreads and leaks through the

  Window, its black hue.

Gaining energy

Fresh, Wind runs fast too far for

 Exploring places.

Shrub peeps in, through the

 Window and passes a

 Lovely smile to me.

 Seeking the bed,fall

Into slumber comfy, me, Moon

And his little pals.

My Ixora!

  

Google image

 Nectar in store keeps

My Ixora, for insects

That have need indeed.

Eyes, she equal, no

Bias, gruesome beetles and

 Pretty butterflies.

Little kids’ scallywags

Spoil pretty blooms Ixora's;

Snatch them they and smash.

Grins and fondles them

Still she, rubbing their cheeks, soft

Like her stunning blooms.

Her spouse, Wind, slaps her

Harsh sometimes; strokes, Breeze, her soft 
Child, very lovingly.

Shows she no ire to

Him, instead she lies in wait

Keenly when he leaves.

Shaking and swaying

Her body and hands, plays she

Well with Wind and Breeze

Sprinkling Elixir!

Autumnal season is rainy in Kerala and its advent is after summer .So based on Kerala’s climatic condition I have attempted this topic.

 First autumn morning
The mirror I stare into
Shows my father's face. 

Saves me, dad from mom’s ire,

 I wake up late when rainy.

Drains of, harsh Summer

Earth's water, poor Earth thirsty.

Arrives calm Autumn.

Keeps Autumn water a lot

In store for Earth, up in sky.

Her first  dawn, Autumn

Breaks pots and pours water down.

Sprinkling elixir.

Birds sing, rock and roll flowers

And flies; rejoice all beings.

Exit!

Google Image


On the Time-stage in

full swing,a ballet performs

the actress Winter.

 Role hers, denoting

 Distress, expresses she for

 Viewers stylishly.

Making the show safe

in hand, hides she  manager

 Sun’s ennui in heart.

Looms late, exits the

Stage early and during the

 Show dims He the light.

Partial is Sun to

The sweet spring with talcum on

 Face and blooms on hair.

Bearing broad grin, Sun

Greets his sweet love, Spring; with

Gloom, Winter exits.


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Roughness, not my Fault!

Ash Tree

Birds prey on my fruit;

Kids play in my shade and use

 People all my parts.

Why do you be, from

Me, away? Come to my shade,

Lonely when you feel.

Now I grow old, my

Looks lose luster, all that are

My pals, dessert me.

Young of us, youths choose;

Creases will conquer charm of

Both, pale will grow bark.

Your Tree Ash am

 I; coarse now becomes my bark,

I lose my splendor.

Roughness, not my fault

Ruining my lure brings wrinkles,

Time on handsome me.


Picture From Google

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Had I had Feathers!

(The perspective of a child)

Birds, o, how glad are!

Fly they high in sky, take them

To choice, their feathers.

The far off places

With ease they visit and fruit

High-hanging they pick.

Affects them no cold;

Feathers cover them in chill.

No blanket I have.

Peacefully sleep birds,

Perching on trees, blanketing

 The body with wings

 No cash Dad has and

No cover I have; but mom's

Hugging limbs warm me.

Conquering the whole

World, gaily flown I would have,

Had I had feathers.

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No School Days!

Here I have taken just a trip through the memory lane.

No school days! children

Rouse not; hugs eyelids, sleep; they 

Refuse parting with.

Once out of bed the

Legs seek ponds for bath; kids and

 Water gaily play.

Scarlet become kids’

Eyes, brick red turns water; on

face Dad has crimson.

Bush gifts a stick to

Dad and uses he to stroke

The thighs, eyes flood tears.

With smile and towel

 Mom wipes water and wince; kiss

She gifts lovingly.

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Poor Shore!

Beach!

Gone the Sun, yet Shore

In hot burns, for wind in frown

Has gone far from her.

Shore poor suffers from

 Sun, but can do nothing; Sun

 Is powerful much.

Awaits eagerly

She, for her friend’s quick return;

Only he helps her.

  

 In repentance to

 Shore rushes Wind, as he knows

 Sun harshly burns her.

Wind wears gale’s wings and

Very fast flies to Seashore

To save friend from Sun.

Shore feels snug when wind

By fanning, solaces her

So caressingly.

 The seaside sand feels

Thrilled, when wind lovingly fans

Her and visitors.

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First Day in School!

Receives new tender

Feet, the Campus in wait for

Her  next study-year.

New bag, new dress, kid

Excited, gets up, gets ready

Fast and sits on bike.

Enters kid as a

Bud; sways in campus-breeze with

More buds and blooms bright.

Kids all in same hues

Seem blooms of one plant, though  much

Hue and cry greets us.

Some buds droop, little

Eyes shower tears when gets the

Teacher into class..

 An ensemble of

Tear-rains and scream-thunder fills

 Campus with hubbub.

At exodus looms

 bike father's; smile exotic

adorns soft visage.

For Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.

Paddy in Field!

Google images.

Farmers and oxen

Prepare bed for seedling kid.

Rises Rice in field.

Grins Dawn, hums Paddy

Soft melody; join little

Birdies in Chorus.

Seedlings are in youth,

Attain Rice-pals adulthood

Grinning much gaily.

Lift in hand bunches

Of blooms Paddy in field; spreads

Fragrance all around.

Taking flowers in

 In hand Wind smiles lovably; shake

 Head Paddy in glee.

The philanthropist

Paddy feeds and fills stomachs.

A sense of pleasure.

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Multi-hued Foliage!

(Here I have taken foliage in general, not Autumn Foliage.Image from google.)



          

In bridal wear is

The maid Earth; adorn her dress,

 Blooms and foliage.

Steal our sight sure, her 

Multi-hued designs on dress.

Eyes we take out not.

Doubles her beauty
 Her array's prints of leaves with
Hues  and blooms much cute.

 At her the groom, Sun

Winks and beams; coyly batting

 Eyes she twists and rocks.

Sides with Wind Moon; he

Eclipses Sun from Earth, brings

 Dark angst in her mind.

 Envies Wind Sun; blows

 Away her Sari , holds she

 It tight  and sets right.

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Lilies-of- the- Valley.!

lilies-of-the-valley

stuck to the mountainside

like ribbons

Charm the viewers with cuteness;
Harm them,they with  their venom.


 I have penned a few lines as haiku on Lilies-of-the-valley.

Celebrate friendship,

Lily of the valley and

Fairy of the green.

To keep the bond, ties

Lily, on Fairy's hand, a

 Band; they laugh in joy.

 Visits Fairy her

Friend, Lily. Dance in valley

Lily and Fairy.

Spray in spring sweet scent

Lilies-of-the-valley  for

Her friends everywhere.

Lilly bears perfumed

Blooms;  Spring with warmth in heart and

Smile on lips greets her.

The bouquet of sweet

Fragrance Lily offers Spring

While shaking the hands.

For Cape Diem Haiku ' Lilies-of-the-valley'.

Beauty in Sky!

(I haven't taken it as the peace for ever.)

Cotton bundles in

 Sky, spell of beauty in eye

Mind clicks the figure .

Mesmerizing scene

Allows not mind to away go.

This is Ecstasy.

Unties who the fine

Bundle and scatters cotton

here-there? Still pretty.

Feel like lying there

And roll on cotton  sprinkled;

Rest in comfy way.

Shades of Blossom!

 The blue sky blooms, bright 

sparkling smile  spreads everywhere.

Nature a wonder!

Amidst the blooms stands

The Maid,Moon and eyes she bats

In amazement much..

Envies Lady-Earth 

her friend,Sky; wears she flowers

 Much sweet  on  her hair.

 Spoils the villain, Day

 the sky-garden, fade away

  sadly flowers all.

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