ODE TO SILENCE

The saintly sacred virtue
Like the wild waves in the calm sea
Non-violent response in all crisis
Deserve decades of sacrifice
To churn violence to silence
It stitches perfectly in solitude
All the wounds of time
Let’s march on this glorious road
To enjoy the fruit of patience
And to foster all the values in abundance..

RING OF ROSES

Every sunrise blooms as a red rose
Eager to adore its burning thirst
How it coloured the joyous dreams!
Fresh it’s on every blooming day
Brimming joy! Oh! Bouquet of roses!
Contentment as you struggle to find me!
Dreamy- crazy days for the red red roses
Awestruck as all the roses bloom
Only to adore this humble heart
But….. but when did it form a ring?
A strange wreathe of blood red roses!
Who could guess, those busy hands gathered –
All the roses red to make this surprise?
A sensible smile………
True I do love roses red
Though you marvel in the form of a wreathe
How can the heart reject-
The long red red roses
That merged with the colours of life?-