Seema Jayaraman Poems

The feel of wind on my face
it barrels cold down on me
as I struggle with my pace
trotting the gentle slope
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Impy Ladies demure
Swatches 'ades royal purple race
Snag the corner of my eyes n face
Lavender, Lilac, grape will ace
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Sunrise
Parrots vie,
Screech! !
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Sea of malachite high above
Sporting a bobbing grandeur
Striking emerald shrieking aloud
Parrots paddling African Tulip Tree
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Grasping the warm strong
all engulfing palm
scrambling up the path
of a boulder filled hill
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Through murky waters I wade
It beckons, in a lonely haze
A silhouetted island, craigy and steep
the strange truth grips, hastens
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A Stillness so vast so somber
like a Marigold shrub in
its autumn shrug
All the splendor and laughter
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©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai,19Sep2015

A niggle, astir, unbearable to the soul
the wrong done, unspoken
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©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai,19Sep2015

White doves in the sky
Endless, formless white of light
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