Insight

                                                                                    As thin as paper, Of bright nature, With a core so brown, To take away a frown, Collectively landed in a jug, Many droops into a coffee mug, As if to carrying weight of the world, Holding many secrets untold, A lonely soul’s quiet solace, Offload worries onto a poppy face.  

  A smell to revitalize, An odour to energize, A fragrance to cull gloom, From the corner of the room, Roses of the shy class, Floating on bubbles in cut glass.

R ipples of discolouration, On a clear sky’s reflection, As colourful or dull as the inner perception, True and vivid as one’s contemplation,   Like the pink and green ink, Spread on aqueous surface, does not sink, Dancing to the gentle breeze, All the while, mirroring mind’s decree.

Grumpy buds with a pattern, Why do you look like lantern? A tubular bloom resembling bells with freckles, It’s a long walk for bees to collect trickles, Drooping down to converse with grass below, You collectively nod to day hello! Foxglove is the name, Of native European fame, Colouring the dry lands early summer, Merrily basking in the sun till late September.

Oh! Parrot with its beak so red, How did you colour your wing instead? Did you tip over a paint can? Did the forest fairies blow red fan?   Were you pecking at plums from Nepal? Were you mingling with the oak’s leaves, that fall? Have you been eating chillies over ripe? Or is it you’re not do invisible cape,   What ever the reason may be! For the red streak in your glide, It plants a smile in other bird’s beak, Making soaring in the sky a jovial ride.

Always have an aim in sight, A something worth a fight, A task that saps all your might, A long winding path that is right, Then you assess your life, Is it worthy of your strife? Like the humming beauty, You hover over your duty.  

Saying 'I Love You', is not enough, The meaning is deep and tough, There is mutual respect that grows, An admiration that needs periodic shows, An acceptance of whatever the other encases, To lend in a ear for their whispers at every stages.

  A yellow smiling daisy, Recreating the childlike fun today, Innocent yellow roses, Caring that friendship lasts many a night and day, A few pearls of jasmine florets, Reminding purity of heart stands out,  Contrasting green fronds, Hopes that future generations are stout, A gentle hue, Yellow, You symolise deep meanings quite a few.

  Water falls gently down the bird bath, Birds sipping, slipping along each path, A tiny agitated urban sparrow, The bulbul from Himalayan tree hollow, A robin resting after a frantic chase, A canary, deep yellow and full of grace, The dove sitting in for aviary peace, A raven on the lookout far  any edible piece, Each birds on a bowl deep green, A picture very close to nature's serene.

Oh! meadow, stepped, lush and green, What secrets do you behold within? An eagle perched high on the tree top, Waiting for a rabbit to hop, A very vocal pigeon, Forever calling out to its kith and kin, A pair of ducks out for a stroll, Around a lake and into the bushes small, A lonely rooster far from the barn, Lost, scared and crowing out of turn,   A talkative enthusiastic parakeet, Gnawing at corn while selecting a novel to read, A peacock shy and introvert, Counting steps of the hilly slope with a silly trot.

  A chant for universal peace,  A hymn to self appease, Words that invoke light,  Which gives knowledge a flight. Wishes erupt into million twinkle,  Letting Diwali greeting sparkle.

Happiness fortified by nature,  Healthy is your permanent stature, With prosperity enough for a pleasant living, Happy Diwali wishes come brimming.

A winged beauty, Sitting on flowers dainty, A Monarch of a butterfly, Seeking new nectars to try. A grand Hibiscus here, A cluster of Aster there, Sometimes a deep Lily tube, Many a times a Marigold's zillion scoop . Occasionally by hard luck, The Monarch enters a green cover snug, Feasting on Paradise Orchids, Seeking nectar from white Giganteas.