It captures poems about people, places and sights and sounds associated with them.
The bodies lay out on the Goan sandFleshy and unclad,Blushing with healthFed on life’s luxuriant proprieties… The beach perfect shapesThe bikinis cut to perfectionThe suntan oil primed to colourthem in a becoming olive tan! She came along, her Saree tornIn places she tries to hide her curves,Her complexion heightened to Read more…
Lightly, O lightly we bear her along,She sways like a flower in the wind of our song;She skims like a bird on the foam of a stream,She floats like a laugh from the lips of a dream.Gaily, O gaily we glide and we sing,We bear her along like a pearl Read more…
Ee how the speckled sky burns like a pigeon’s throat,Jewelled with embers of opal and peridote. See the white river that flashes and scintillates,Curved like a tusk from the mouth of the city-gates. Hark, from the minaret, how the muezzin’s callFloats like a battle-flag over the city wall. From trellised Read more…
Weavers weaving at break of day,Why do you weave a garment so gay? . . .Blue as the wing of a halcyon wild,We weave the robes of a new-born child. Weavers, weaving at fall of night,Why do you weave a garment so bright? . . .Like the plumes of a Read more…
She Like a serpent to the calling voice of flutes,Glides my heart into thy fingers, O my Love!Where the night-wind, like a lover, leans aboveHis jasmine-gardens and sirisha-bowers;And on ripe boughs of many-coloured fruitsBright parrots cluster like vermilion flowers. He Like the perfume in the petals of a rose,Hides thy Read more…
Mens Voices: Lord of the lotus, lord of the harvest,Bright and munificent lord of the morn!Thine is the bounty that prospered our sowing,Thine is the bounty that nurtured our corn.We bring thee our songs and our garlands for tribute,The gold of our fields and the gold of our fruit;O giver Read more…
The resolute Fort silently beckoned us,Through its ravaged ramparts,To uncover its mysterious history.Its majestic walled entrance,Impregnable, despite stray canon hits,Sculpted family deities on rock,Defaced, yet beautiful, symmetrical,A serpent engraved to guard the door,Intrigued, we stepped in, and saw,The walls of the Fort extending to eternity… What was the story of Read more…
In my kitchen,through the vantage window, Unhindered, I watched the world in it’s lingo, The sun rays played peek a boo through the panes, Sunbirds sucked the nectared flowers with great pains! I savoured the aroma of the freshly ground coffee bean, While a fat lady wobbled around briskly to Read more…
Drumbeats, a procession midst great adulation, It’s the elephant Lord Ganesh’s celebration, Flowers, lights, colours sprinkled in rainbowed hue, Let’s welcome him to his altared venue! Vignaharta, remover of obstacles he is, Beginnings of all work, worship him please, Ekdantha, the one trunked one, sifts the best, Gajanan, listen to Read more…