Suresh Nellikode

A whiff of wind
To carry the puny
Parachutes of dandelions.
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First greens sprout up
First yellows smile
Do you too wither on the vine?
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Rain, like cold tears
Evanesced from a hot face,
Stopped for a while.
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Silence broods over the sea,
Scurrying everyone
Home for safety.
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Birds landed, like
Falling leaves in
An autumn came tired.
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The sublime beauty of rain
And its translation into
A thousand images
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A whisper of wind in the pines,
And too many of scandals
Waiting long for my horse,
Wondering who took'er away.
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Rain, in a fit of pique
Pouring over the air
Redolent with honey-suckle.
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Flowers bloom
Birds come back singing
Nature springs back!
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