Sangeetha Kamath

              An acrostic on 'When My Heart Is Full W- Whimsical lands beckon me in daydreams, they make me forget my worries and cares H-Harmonious melodies I listen to of bygone days, the old gold eras E- Everlasting memories flow when poetries I ink N-Night sky speckled with stars look as if diamonds at me wink! M-Myriad moments of childhood rush in Y- Yesteryears seem like a long-forgotten dream H-Heartstrings are tugged when deja-vu overwhelms E-Evenings in solitude are full of nostalgic realms A- Azure cloudless empyrean and the cotton candy clouds were made for me and you R- Raindrops pattering are a steady rhythm to my heartbeat T-Twilight ushers in amaranthine hues, to my tired eyes, it's a welcome treat I- Incandescence of the pearly full moon has me in a trance S- Scintilla of the crescent , the heavenly smile makes me want to dance. F-Floral parades are my garden in bloom, like a fantasy land they are, roses, pansies and chrysanthemum U-Uto...

                    THE EMPTY CHAIR  In a sun drenched liquid pool of golden light sheen Untouched sits your rattan and bamboo chair,  Of the brightest canary yellow I'd ever seen "Grandpa! Tell me a story", I would beam… Why didn't the white bunny visit me last night in my dream? Lounging on it, nursery rhymes were hummed for me and folktales were spun! Tapestries of dazzling dreams were woven  and melodious songs were sung! With your steaming cup of coffee in hand  The morning papers you ardently scanned Your voice baritone to that chair belonged Your siesta on it till dusk was comfortably prolonged No one would I allow, within an inch square of your favorite chair It was my territory to guard when you weren't there! Like a soldier I would barricade it if anyone slightly dared Like a tiger I would roar, mimic it's claws and fangs bared Grandpa was tired, he grew old and weak Wrinkles on his forehead and cheeks were ...