Sangeetha Kamath

                        ' OWL' TASTIC He sits in solitude as the sun slips by Rousing from deep sleep as the moon rises high Now is his time to party and play  With a hoot of delight he's set out to catch his prey Swooping on rats and cubs of tiny critters His noiseless wings span the fields, woods and pastures Wise old owl is his title to this day Black, white or brown, they're endearing creatures so I say Keeping him as a pet is a hearts delight When they cuddle up to you in the blinding sunlight Turning his head all the way, he's powerful and elegant—an acrobat of the skies!  ©️ Sangeetha Kamath Pic Courtesy:Pixabay

                            A BRIDGE ACROSS  In the floating autumn leaves that glide and fall Through the crimping mists from the valleys that roll Hobbling on rough-hewn paths and treacherous terrain I craved for solitude but in vain Under sailing summer skies, strolling along the boulevards tree lined A harbor to anchor the moiling, searched my fevered mind  Heaven spun stars were swaddled by lurching clouds No light escaped from this infinite shroud Black velvets and dark laces cocooned my inner dragon A soothing comfort was this sable, inky beacon  'Twas the kind of black where I was at peace In the protective arms of the night which painted my lovely dreams Shut out by turbid fabrics were muted hues Not a fuchsia, sepia or even diluted ecrus… Amidst monochrome shadows and metronome chatter Where was the light I wondered ! Not a tingle of frost nor a smudge of the moon I bided my time to emerge in...

                                               TAJ!  Rising like a pearl from the river banks an architecture exquisite  Made of marble glowing pink at dawn, milky white at dusk and golden in the moonlight Love transcends all or so it proclaims Can the same be said about the craftsmen's hands, slain? Standing tall! A wonder of the world, enchanting! India boasts of this heritage site fascinating. ©️ Sangeetha Kamath Pic Courtesy: Pixabay