we were awaiting for your Grace

back to India
your foot prints do trace
and
its a great boon
some flowers sown in Canada
will bloom soon

ere we err not to water them
when no one is near
but the planted ones
are so very dear

Rise to the occasion
I must add
and flowers would bloom
of that I am glad

you will soon become
a flowery bed
and
a grand one
at that

raj Bombay/Mumbai
must now be ever so glad......

The Terrible Consequences of Sin Play Dramatic Verse WS

My Play from Scratch

Play dramatic Verse The Terrible Consequences of Sin
Characters—Adam, Eve/Woman, Voice of God, Angel with him, Cherub,

Archangel—in the Garden of Eden

In the garden of Eden
Adam and Eve had it all
a paradise home, no lease
countless fruit trees to feast
animals they subdued
short, tall, big and small.

Now the serpent
more cautious than all the animals
approached the woman in
a private conversation.

A flower blooms
bringing in its wake beauty & fragrance
for others to behold

To the soil she humbly owes her existence
bestowed by divine intervention
To the soil her spirit would return
and her soul in the oblivion
not in abject surrender
but with immortal grace

the mirror was blown out
shards lay throwing the blue cold face
the clouds temptress drifting by
the ballerina standing quiet
on a jewellry box on one good hinge

the curtians parted
the lawn full of asphalt
car tops

crashes
we sped up life
drawing up the
portions caught
the black symbols
stuck to memory
like vomit
on the wall

down down
below
this ground
we covered
in its thin sheets
of drift...the ice
on puddles still
safe to hold

Nevermore is still at the gas station, standing over the split skull of the unsuspecting gas station attendant. She looked at the blood spatter across her dress. Now what would she wear into town? Wearing a blood stained dress in public could spell disaster for her little plan. She looked around to see if this hole in the wall had any clothes hanging around.)

SASHA: (speaking from within) What did you do?

NEVERMORE: (gritting her teeth) What needed to be done.

SASHA: He didn’t do anything to you.

NEVERMORE: (bitterly) He lied. They ALL lie!

We write to while
they read to,
at us smile
we love to be heard
that's our style
they have but to walk
that extra mile
so Neopoets
smile with me
I will also with thee

but let you all smile
along with us,
but not at us
will all smile please....

So smile will ye
all neopoets
as does this loved
lovedly

Our politicians
so mercurial
their loyalties
are difficult
to keep track of

Ideology
is a word
you will find
in some dusty archive
written perhaps
on papyrus
or clay tablets
political expediency
is the new
ideology

Loved or lovedly....

I have stopped posting here
having taken a sabbatical
entered another domain
where busy I remain
now breathless

Neopoet doesn't need me
I have learned a lot happily
so let me be me
and Ian all my love for thee
you are the only one who held my hand
all these three and one half years

a soliloquy for you

Oh! My friend
philosopher
and guide
stay alongside
let no colour of skin differentiate you and me
I have the same with- in