poem# 29


Today everything belongs to you

the lonely road to my village with

the canopy of the roadside korai and neem trees

that cast a shadow

so divine and serene
and the white cranes perched in them

belongs to you.

the melancholy of the afternoon with

bliss of solitude and the myriad of birds
chirping here and there coupled with the
occasional hamba of the cows
telling a stoy of a young romeo lost in emotions

belongs to you

the soft touch of the breeze

that blow over the muddy village road
that goes for miles
without another man in sight
where I can whistle my tune without
fear or shame
and that carries with it the
smell of hay
wet earth
and dried hyacinths on the
edges of the
pool
belongs to you

the deserted rose lying on the

dusty road with its story untold

of a young romeo drowned in

romanticism
that may or may not have a
roof over its head

belongs to you

the dusty road

the divine shade

the birds

the  breeze

the rose

the romeo

the moments
the melancholy

the heart
the hay

all belongs to you

and

you

belong

to

me!