Capricious

September 1st 05
Tawergera

It is a pleasantly warm day, now night. It poured a lot in the evening, actually late afternoon.


Calls of the dark
Crickets toads frogs wind
The darkness itself it calls
Beckons

Come get gone in me come away with me
Blend in my sweet fragrance
Of all the green
Wet soil
A blanket a quilt
Darkness and silence of the night
Only your heartbeat intrudes

… Want to lie down in the lap of the darkness

Transcend into a journey called sleep
To get enriched by the experience called dream

Something to dare
Something to live
In a capricious world





Aparna G.

Dusk to night

Flirting clouds
Showing off their silver lining
Enquiring lapwings

Crickets in concert
Consenting lizards
Snacking spiders

Accomplished singers in recital
Cows calling
Seven sisters in a duel

Boys at cricket
A silent heart beat
An invigorated soul

Fiery and full of fervor
Bidding farewell
Only to return to warm a bright day
To let the nightjar enjoy a balmy evening

Gone down like a bonfire
To leave behind a bon soir!!!
Blowing winds pushed the flare
… to reveal they are cool spirits

Cats on the prowl
Peeping stars amidst the clouds
Small blurred sounds
All over the place
Night’s blanket wrapping the day.



Aparnaa
19th April 2004
While at Navadarshanam