Sunday, February 20, 2011

Memories ...


For the busy and bustle; confusion and chaos; Tagore and Satyajit ray; snail paced trams and posh metro; heritage Howrah bridge and stylish malls; Trincas and the old beggar outside; mishti doi (sweet curd), hilsa fish and phuchkas (have no idea how to express in english as no word can justify the taste) --- Kolkata the city of joy ......


Sobs and sighs shudder

in concrete veins, hustled smokes

scream death; yet divine!

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For a bird that suddenly came and sat on my veranda on a Sunday morning and threw a fistful of joy to me, transporting me in a jiffy, with its twittering and maneuvers, to a world divine ...


A soft flap of joy,

chirping, mumbling and rolling,

brought fresh dew to drudge.



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for a few memories that keep falling incessantly like a monsoon drizzle


Relics of the past;

stubborn roots that spread about,

though the tree was hacked.







posted for HAIKU HEIGHTS - Prompt - MEMORY



5 comments:

Rose said...

Creating stories in just a few words.I love the last one!!

Jingle said...

awesome piece..
love the nature images.

The Unknowngnome said...

"A soft flap of joy" is what I got from the three of them but for me your Sunday morning friend sings the best.

Have a good week doc.

Hairyman said...

Beautiful pieces of haiku you have there :)

Celestial Dreamz said...

^ thank you dear all