REMAINING THOUGHT

Cloudless, blue and silent





The sky sighs!





The thought remains! 

SUDDEN THOUGHT

Who am I

Why am I  here

I think  !

But then! 

Suddenly! 

The wind blows

The branches sway

The mynah flies away! 

CUD OF THOUGHTS

Midst the loneliness of the forest, a fatal fire rages

As the mountains and valleys are engulfed in  smoke

A grazing herd of thoughts

Caught between a flowing river and the ravishing flames

Sit still as they chew their cud !

PASSING CLOUDS

Sitting by the window, on a cold winter night  

As the open curtains greet the serene moonlight

Passing clouds of thought come and go

Some are good and friendly

Some are riotous till they go

Some tent in my garden

And some just refuse to go

Some make me smile when they come in

But rip my home when they go

Some keep evading as I chase them

And some just make a mess and go  

Some brighten the home with their presence

But they too drizzle and go

For all these thoughts, just come visiting

And, sooner or later, they all must go

For when the new sun rises in the morning, the morning mist must go!