Seema joglekar


Seema joglekar Poems

1. A Hankie- (A Ditty) 9/23/2009
2. Lady On The Loom! 9/24/2009
3. Your Absence 9/25/2009
4. One Lazy Afternoon! 10/6/2009
5. Wilted Rose As A Bookmark 10/15/2009
6. Imprinting! ! 11/6/2009
7. Make-Believe 11/7/2009
8. New Timber Vs. Old Timber 11/16/2009
9. Autumn's Window Decorations! ! ! 1/1/2010
10. Ode To A Sleepless Night 1/2/2010
11. Apollo- Muse Of The Golden Mean 8/4/2010
12. A Birthday Reminiscent! ! ! ! 9/23/2010
13. A Song Of Thanksgiving! ! ! ! 9/25/2010
14. I Want- 10/23/2010
15. Carpe Diem-Seize The Day -With A Hug! 11/4/2010
16. A Waking Dream! 12/27/2010
17. Incantation Of Yellow! 1/3/2011
18. Faith ! ! ! ! 4/1/2010
19. Twilight In A Tea Cup! ! ! ! 5/4/2010
20. Summer Of Mango Showers! ! ! ! 6/7/2010
21. Paean! * 2/14/2011
22. O! Master 3/5/2011
23. Doubt 3/10/2011
24. The Crystal Ball 4/1/2011
25. A Venial Discord! 6/6/2011
26. Moon's Precept! ! ! 7/2/2011
27. A Birthday Sequel! 9/25/2011
28. Indebted A Million And More! 10/21/2011
29. Vermillion- Robed Pericarpium! 11/5/2011
30. Invite! 12/6/2011
31. My Time Shall Soon March! 1/2/2012
32. I Hear You Call My Name! 2/3/2012
33. The Boatman's Crossing! 2/3/2012
34. Sun's Autumn Homecoming! 2/3/2012
35. Beckonings! 2/13/2012
36. You Are The Reason-- 3/5/2012
37. Treading Dangerously 4/1/2012
38. Aloft In Zephyr's Reign! 5/2/2012
39. A Split Second! 6/5/2012
40. Indemnity! 6/6/2012
Best Poem of Seema joglekar

*single Woman Sans Technology! ! !

Hint of hacienda & a brazen romp down the hill
House built in sedate colors for the most part,
Stone colored tans, green fields stomped in red earth,
A marriage to time & mortality just falling short.

What those horn-rimmed unmended sagging fences hide?
A different story here they all together confide,
Open smack of blissful neglect, time-warped, forlorn place
Away from where those technological clans run ablaze.

What modesty those moss-kissed mammoth trees bare in refrain, ?
Like a stoic digesting a million insinuations a day,
And a dash of ...

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Lady On The Loom!

In the old folk lore, at her loom the old lady in the sky,
Spins dreams and wisps of clouds in the blink of an eye,
One of them could have been mine,
Not to believe in anything is no longer a comfort but a whine.

The warp- the foundation thread stretches, languidly lengthwise on the loom,
While the weft thread entwines in the arms of the warp,
for different types of cloths allowing room,
The trees chastised by the wind gather strength, so is the warp beaten.

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