Black and green

The departed chameleon

Under the Gulmohar tree

The yearning of it

Lies in green

Suffused in brownish yellow ochre ground

Embryonic season

Yet to arrive

Shades of the tree

 And the chameleon’s eyes

Still black

In the offing

For version of natures shades

In blossoming season

Soul of chameleon

 Is a withering petal of the flower

Fleeting towards the earth

And the full moon

Budding in reddish orange color

Prayer of parishioners

Terrains of sky and soil

Embroidered in black tinted green dream            

(13-1-14)

Boundary Wall

Eyes struck to the peripheral horizon

Voices of invisible faces

Heard in my soul

Before the departure and way in

Crossing the corridor line

 Hop, hop on space and time

Living within the fortifications

In-house relations and external associations

They hang on

Like the earrings of gossip mongers  

Even after we vanish from the address

A seed disbursed by the bird

Sprouts in the forbidden partition

The dwelling walls expose countless stories

Akin to the signature of the nest

Resonance from cavity in the trunk

Testimony of the naked earth

An indigenous thought

Dissolving aromatic mist

In mud’s chore

 (6-1-14, to the boundary walls of my abode)