MOURNING

Mourning is dull black

It sounds like eerie midnight howl.

It feels like torn guts.

It smells like moldy mortuary.

It tastes like burnt, stale meat.

TRANQUILTY

Tranquility is moss green.

It sounds like a calming melody.

It feels like windless breeze.

It smells like damp earth.

It tastes like refreshing mint.

ACORSTIC POEM-GIGGLE

Going to the park together with friends, arm linked in arm,

In our hearts leaps the happiness of soaring swings, humming birds, butterfly’s charm.

Glowing and twittering, chirping and glittering like the inmate of old MacDonald’s farm.

Glancing back at my childhood, heart misses a beat and is alarmed,

Lingering on the threshold of two stages, one step back, another in a fascinating youth.

Entering the new, embracing the old I am at last able to enjoy after storm, dull & calm.

MY BUDDY- THE SUN

Knock! Knock! On my window

Oh no! It’s a Sunday.

I snuggle back in the pillows

Trying to catch few more naps

No way! It’s again a knock knock

And a tap tap, a warm pat.

I open my eyes

“Oh Sun! Why are you so bad?

Don’t you want me to rest and nap?”

He winks his bright mischievous wink.

“Darling its morning I think.

Throw away your blanket of mink

Let your lazy body in a bubble bath sink.”

I go red and pink.

“You know what

I can vanish you with two winks.”

But then, why not listen to my buddy I think.

He is the one who plays hide & seek since I was a child.

Although a fiery bun, for me he is mild,

He gives me brotherly warm hugs

Whenever my heart is lonely cold and wild.

Most of the times, he fumes n fret

Sometimes he frowns, and makes me sweat

But when he his dashing smile flash

I give up! And don’t want to clash.

He is my buddy! And my life’s part!

Oh sure! He is close to my heart

So I get up with a start

Ok Sun! Let’s go, play and have fun.

Mallika Singh Sahai

I Am a White Jasmine

I am a white jasmine

Virtuous and fragile

Blooming without intruding

Spreading its incense while staying unseen.

Embracing the golden sunshine, the snowy rain

While trying to spread the real bliss all around.

Turning fury to joy

Blissful and ingenuous

I am a white pearly jasmine flower.

Mallika Singh Sahai

COLOURS OF LIFE

Life is a vibgyor with all the seven colours of spectrum,

Showing all the shades of life.

In infancy it’s the pure innocent white,

Rejoicing in mother’s love,

And then springing to yellow to a playful

Wild life, experiencing all the new moods and swings in its flight.

Then it takes a turn to the radiant orange and red,

Going through the rose love, while

Learning the real meaning of life.

Then it slowly starts to move towards the

Midnight blue going all the way from violet and indigo,

Relishing its old golden age.

After appreciating all the shades,

Life finally reaches the end in the dark space

To rest in calm grey night.

MALLIKA SINGH SAHAI

Orange and White
Some days I'm blazing Orange
Bright and smart
Tangy and peppy
Singing and dancing like a sunny breeze.

Other days I'm dew dipped jasmine White
Modest and virtuous like a tiny dove
Anxious yet quite!
Wanting to show real me, while staying unseen.

Tangled and tied in colours soft and bright
I am sometimes Orange bright and sometimes shy White.

Mallika Singh Sahai

Song of Life

Poem- The Song of Life.

Just Slow down, enjoy life

Enjoy the day, enjoy the night.

Enjoy the scent of flowers,

The savour of rain,

Enjoy the very essence of your soul.

Enjoy each motion of dance,

Each rhythm of song,

Enjoy each pace of your walk.

This the only life,

Slow down, live it king like.

Enjoy every part of the dream,

Face every reality,

Enjoy every smile, bear every cry.

Enjoy the melting chocolate,

The sour, tangy tamarind,

Enjoy each flavour of life.

Don’t rush, slowdown,

Sing the song of life.

Mallika Singh Sahai