Aniruddha Pathak Poems

One touch of spring and life looks keen,
Of summer, scorching gets the scene,
One touch of rains, lo, all's lush green,
Of fall and autumn, barren lean,
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Golden prairie grass,
Swaying robes of a fairy,
Or of grassland lass,
Never do I get weary
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Moon in phases ply,
Stars straddle in sky,
Change is life, that's why?
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Nor hawkish nor yet downright dovish,
Call my new policy nigh owlish—
Owl-like watchful and wise;
But why then prices rise?
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Content we're just with barks of tree,
You, whilst with wealth and money,
Our contentment nevertheless
Nor is more nor yet any less.
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O brave bird Chatak, be firm of mind,
Be thou not to this friend's words blind.
Many a clouds there be in sky,
Not all seem for thee to ply—
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Amazon's aiming for the Blue Moon,
For, poor Earth is left with no more boon.
From firm steps opportune,
Growth is luck nor fortune,
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Morn once again and time to rise,
I struggle to get up from bed
After late night and heavy head,
I still play good spouse and be nice.
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Old for sure, no more good nor yet grand,
A drink not in flavour, stale, too bland,
Cast has the king old skin,
The new one not yet seen,
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Oh one year to this day he'd died,
A void would long remain with us,
His absence felt conspicuous,
Hope his bequest would new pens guide.
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