The last memories

when memories fail,

and I no longer recognize me,

take me to the sea shore,

and leave me there on the beach.

as the rays of the setting sun

sets the blue sky ablaze,

and the fingers of an approaching evening

tenderly closes my eyes one last time,

as the gentle waves of the sea

sing a haunting lullaby in my ears,

and the high tides cradle

and carry me to the comforting depth of the sea,

as this enchanting world slowly slips away,

let these last memories be engraved on my eyes.

and on the day of the new dawn,

may be in another little corner of the universe,

reincarnation, a new beginning.

when I open my eyes to start a new journey,

blessed with the last memories,

fortunate to be born in this earth,

this blue sky, the warm sands by the sea side,

endless expanse of a rolling sea,

where the setting sun goes down

every evening with a promise of

a new dawn,

let these last memories

be with me.

Moments

I made peace with the moment.
What lies ahead, unknown.
What’s left behind, memories
I cannot change.
What matters now
Is this moment, precious,
I make no efforts to hold on.
Unknown to me I became an observer.
As this moment will pass,
I shall embrace
The one that comes.
Why worry
What it holds,
The mystery shall be revealed
In due time.

Friday Haikus: Two sides of the same coin

blazing scorching sun

as life flow from the warm touch

deadly heat stroke strikes

*****

gently kisses moon

burnt and barren, hidden pain

reflected love shines

*******

as cooling rain falls

life sprouts, joy, and rivers swell

devastating floods

*****

soothing ocean breeze

moisture laden clouds yonder

deadly cyclone lurks

*******

earth that nurtures all

inferno raging in core

masked appearances

*****

mysterious life

where beauty lives, evil lurks

share the love, moon does

Sunday musings

If life would have followed mathematics

Life would have been simple

One plus one would be two

and two plus two would be four

But in life one plus one

May be eleven

Or the answer may be zero

Or intedeterminate

All depends on what’s

Wanted from life

And what’s willing to be given up

Many a time

Need and want

Passion and profession

Belong to mutually exclusive clubs

Maybe, just maybe

Life still is a mathematical model

Built around a set of

Complex equations full of

Irrational numbers

Bitterness of sweet(talk)

My love, don’t ask me why

Amongst friends we argue and fight.

Why we seem to be at each other’s throats,

At all times when we meet and talk,

And then hug and part with eyes moist.

Don’t you see all the sugars in sweet talks

Resulted in the problems of life now,

That we pay dearly to untangle and solve?

Friends who seen through bitterness the love beyond,

Will never be enticed by the poison of meaningless sweet talks.

Others are just pebbles on the road, here today, gone tomorrow,

In search of sweet talks to drown their sorrow.

Calling out to mate lost

Dawn broke with the melancholy call to her mate

Mournful cooing of the one left alone and sad

Does she not realize by now that her mate is gone

Taken by someone higher up on the food chain

Nature had dealt her a blow, her mate will not return

Alas, the promise that was to be a new beginning

Shattered, her mate left without a good bye, never to be seen

She still hopes and comes back to the abandoned nest

May be if she calls long enough he will hear and be back

I don’t know if her heart breaks as one whose love has left

But her mournful call to her mate sure makes my heart break

As I look at her through the window she looks back at me

Her sad eyes inquiring if I know what happened to him

Silently I send up a pray to whoever can hear

Up in the sky the hawk may carry her to her dear

As she looks around the empty nest one last time and fly away

I close the blinds and hope some one does hear me pray

Sad though it may be as the empty nest rots away

The heart breaking cry I don’t want to hear to start my day


Few weeks back a pair of doves started making a nest under the roof on our front porch. At first they would fly away when we opened the front door. The day the eggs were laid, I was going out in the early afternoon. As I opened the front door, the male flew in from somewhere and spread his wings to cover the female sitting in the nest. I wish I had my camera with me. Then one day the male never returned. I feared the worst. The female kept on sitting on the nest. By that time she had become accustomed to us and would just look at us without flying away. By the third day after the male was gone, it was apparent that the female cannot sustain without food. Then she was gone too. I was sad but nature took its own course.

However to make the matter worse, the female started visiting the empty nest from time to time and call out to her mate. It is simply heartbreaking. First she used to come in the afternoon or evening but last couple of days she started coming in the morning. It is painful to see her sitting in the empty nest and calling her mate.