A Lioness, and a Dove

It’s a girl the physician announces
Shrieks of ululation break through the silent halls
Three, four, five, the audience counts
Six? It’s a wonder
She’s a wonder
A lioness, and a dove

A Poem for New Year

Like a blank page,
Untampered with,
Unwritten on,
Clear as crystal,
Yet hazy as a psychic’s prediction,
Like a gift waiting to be unwrapped,
But peeling itself away each second,

Mirage of Togetherness

Heavy in the chest a heart races
Disobeying the force of will a pair of eyes pursue
Bend after hairpin bend a hunt ensues
The one loses the other before either ever belongs

A Poem for Mothers’ Day

“Mother” isn’t a mere title
It is strength
It is tenacity
It is multitasking
It is the sustenance of a generation
And the continuation of humanity
The bridge between life before it begins
And life once it begins

Hence
To all mothers,
All would be mothers,
And all the mothers in waiting
The world tips off the hat today
Happy mothers’ day!

Explore!

Open the door
That leads to the lore
Of stories that implore
And those that tell of wonders galore
Enter by the door
Escape the Splore
That deplore
The peace of silence
Sit on the floor
For there is a call
To know forever more
Explore

A Poem for New Year

Like a blank page,
Untampered with,
Unwritten on,
Clear as crystal,
Yet hazy as a psychic’s prediction,
Like a gift waiting to be unwrapped,
But peeling itself away each second,