Seema Jayaraman Poems

Time's just like a circle
Round & round it goes
With neither a beginning or an ending
Bound on bound it goes
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The day after you were delivered
As you lay all pink & bundled
Warm in the Cradle of my arms
Self congratulating, smug, I lay
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Regale me underneath
Blanketed by your ego, sheath'd
Blood moon prophesied, a wreath
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The flush of cream and pink
whiff of flush surfing tender face
oh! so soft like the cotton seed
floating released from ensconced cover
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I have laughed so much
till every spring, brook and river
gurgled, churned and roared
joining me in my joy
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Tossing sleepless, knock out din
Pelting orchestra on my window screen
Sounds like high pitched turbine
revving of a super sonic engine
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Pepper pops tongue
Surprise sweetened soda drink
Sliced green chilies
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High canopy, African tulip abloom
peering surprised, boisterous emerald parrot
swinging bed, crimson saucer flower
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Lazily
laping lave
- Lioness
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