Author Archives: sunrays

The tea leaves danceIn the boiling water,Lending to it,Their rich colour,Even as the aroma waftsInto the room yonder. The tea cup on the counter topIs a faded blue with indelible stains,And a chipped edge to boot. And yet it serves … Continue reading →

The day has not quite begun,For the morning seems reluctantTo make its presence known,To be seen and felt –Much like those who groanWhen their alarms go off,Even as light strugglesTo outdo darkness,In a battle older than time. The flow of … Continue reading →

We are like the starsBillions of usScattered all overRacing towards our endsNever giving in to that truthIn sheer acceptance. We think we love our progenySo completely and selflesslyBecause we brought them forthInto existenceAlthough every life that was birthedIs racing towards … Continue reading →

Just an hour agoThe view from my windowWas as windy, as it was grey. And suddenly now,As I look out again,I see a streak of bold blueAnd a gentle swaying,Of the remaining leaves,On the boughs of the Japanese Maple. Can … Continue reading →

The wind is moaning a deep loss,It howls, wails and shrieks ,Carrying with it the icinessThat could only be the harbingerOf a cold, calculated death. It is quite unremarkable,This Banshee like demeanourThat the wind has begotten,On a deceptively bright winter … Continue reading →

They tossed her upon a rockAfter they were done with her,To be mauled and maimed,And thereafter scavenged. If she knew what was afoot,She gave no inkling of it,As she lay perfectly still. Perhaps it was that her limbs,And her parched, … Continue reading →

Where but some months agoThey had shimmeredUnder the startling gazeOf the blazing sun,A bright, resplendent green –Slowly, with the passage of time,They mellowed to tingesOf yellow and orange,Then rich red wine –And now they lieOn the cold, ground,Brittle, dry, dead, … Continue reading →

The eagle soars high up in the sky,Its wings spread out on either side –A veritable picture of elegance. From its vantage point it seesA whole lot of everything,Which is not in the least overwhelming,For the fine print is obscured,In … Continue reading →

Here lies a pathThat is well trodden,And yet,Almost a secret. It is not that those who walkDown its beaten track,Are reticent story tellers;As with any other collectiveOf human beings,This one too has those that are wontTo tell their story,As repulsive … Continue reading →

The death of a dreamComes with a finalityThat isn’t as evidentWhen it takes birth. When it was nascent,Still a fledgling,Not quite ready to take flight,You breathed life into it,In the silence of the starry nights. The wind whispered your hopesFor … Continue reading →