Photo by Markus Spiske on Unsplash What makes a good leader? Who knows anymore? Empathy, Compassion, and Integrity Have all been shown the door So, what is it that gets you the job? Bully who you can, Threaten, blackmail, or rob You can have anything you want As long as you can command a mob…
The Buddha of Langza valley
Serenely you sit astride this valley Presiding over its peaceful folk They seek you with their modest ambitions The bleating sheep and Flute playing Shepherds Look at you for protection Should you not safeguard them from us city folk ? With our petty jealousies and never ending aspirations They show you Gratitude for their meagre…
Against all odds
Untended Unexpected Uncelebrated Blooms life Against all odds!
Threshold
Standing on the threshold
Bridge
The prompt today at daily post was ‘bridge’.
Going Home
What you do to me doesn’t matter how I feel is meaningless for this is not a journey but a sojourn with a quest This soul’s bled a million blood drops and billion more it shall weep before I can return it to the ‘one’ for eternal keep I remember not exactly why…
The Humble Wildflowers
Nor tall Nor majestic Untended They grow The humble wildflowers Riot of colours On Slender stalks Fragile Making Weakness their strength The humble wildflowers Bending to the winds In the darkness of the mighty oaks Overshadowed Joyfully they nod The humble wildflowers In rock beds Through bitter colds Rough storms They thrive The humble wildflowers…
Why we will never call our daughter a ‘Princess’
It’s not because she isn’t beautiful … She is lovely! Her eyes sparkle, her cheeks shine. There is pluck in the way she holds her head. A little defiance, that’s infuriating and yet so endearing. She moves with confidence and poise. Her gaze seems cool, like she doesn’t care whats going on with anyone, but…
Matchbox homes
Matchbox homes piled up high guarded doors reticent windows behind cautious curtains hide frantic heart beats desperate sighs not a friendly face I spy
Hello!
Hello old friend! Remember me ? There was a time when moments spent apart felt like years When the chatter was endless Filling morns, noons and nights Sleep felt like a fiend That snatched away at precious time Now years have slipped by without a word Doesn’t the silence bother you ? It stifles my heart…
The Cat on the Moon
Almost no one is aware, On our moon – A cat is there! She purrs gently and sleeps all day, But at dusk as the world turns grey And Mr. moon begins to walk the sky, The wicked cat slyly opens her eyes Meowing “I’m hungry for tiny girls and boys, Who forgot to tidy …
Just another wake-up call 