After
You Left.
Like
a frightened dove
Cuddled
in my heart
You
lay, like a piece of art
Frightens me,
The
thought of your departure.
Flying
high in the sky
Sitting
alone in your seat
Feeling
shy
And
did we ever think
That
you so tiny and shy
Who
always slept on my chest
Will
one day fly so high?
I
wished we had purchased some land
Near
the stream
Laden
with fruit trees
We
could all till the land
With
our own hands
Or
had cows and got some milk
Or
grew tender vegetable and flowers...
But
let me rejoice
That
one day when you are back
We
shall all live the dream
Shyam
Sunder Arora |
Su-Do-Ku
The vendor boy sharply
aims at you
The morning daily
fresh and new
The first thing you
search and do
Is to solve the puzzle
of Su-Do-Ku
Ere your morning coffee
gets cold
Hasten to fill the
grids you behold
Its not a mere number
game
Though it has numbers
all the same
Numbers in squares
challenge your wits
Wakes your brain bit
by bit
The right solution
eludes you for long
Enter the toilet with
the daily on hold
Lo! As if by sheer
magic unfold
Numbers fall into
places as told
Now your mind is free
And you grin with
glee
Bounce out of your
toilet seat
You've won the battle
of numbers neat
Fully assured that
you are safe and sound
To see what's happening
in the world around.
S.S.Gangadharan
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