Apuna Rato Poems
|1.||The Best Thing||11/24/2012|
|2.||Whatever Was, Was||11/24/2012|
|7.||The Valentine Tears||12/18/2012|
|8.||When I Open My Eyes||12/18/2012|
|9.||To The Death||12/18/2012|
|12.||Mirror: The Other Side||12/18/2012|
|13.||The Strings Of Life||12/18/2012|
|15.||Myself A Farmer||8/29/2013|
|16.||Masters Of Man||8/29/2013|
|18.||With The Love Of The Sun||8/29/2013|
|19.||Ode To Loneliness||12/18/2012|
|20.||Then How It Would Like||12/18/2012|
|22.||Wings To Fly||12/18/2012|
|23.||Cats Are Cats||12/18/2012|
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Cats Are Cats
Finally, I returned to my native land
And the dinner was all set,
Sweet aroma filled the kitchen.
"Thank God for my mother's skill, " I prayed.
Everybody so delighted to get together
And the air was consumed by stories.
But deep within me, I felt something absent.
I couldn't figure out what until
I saw her coming towards the table,
Gaining unsteady step, not like before.
"How comes she is crippled? " I enquired
Adding another story in the noisy table.
"Bullet wounds. Probably someone
Caught her red-handed.
Cats are cats. ...
I remember one summer morning
Me sitting in front of a big book,
A gift from a cousin brother,
Smiling and curious to unwrapped.
"This is a dictionary: a book that gives
A list of words in alphabetical order
And explains their meaning", he said.
It answered all my doubts in silence,
Taught the principles of alphabetical order,