Sangeetha Kamath

                               KRISHNA  Radha sought her love in you, Meera her solace Under the canopy of your peacock feathers I found my grace Your sparkling eyes embraces my sorrows Dazzling blue aura from your divine form blesses my tomorrows Imparting great words of wisdom as a charioteer of Arjuna You were a role model with your friendship with the humble Sudama Many a demons you slayed, many a kingdoms conquered With a smile on your lips and lotus eyes, many a humiliation tolerated Storms and darkness helped you escape your enemy Yamuna flooded yet carried you safely to your destiny Endearingly you were named 'Maakhan Chor'  Butter was what you craved more and more! Loved by all and revered by many Mesmerized by the melodious strains from your celestine flute, the Gopis danced in a frenzy You are the creator, the world is an illusion  When a devotee seeks you he's free from all worldly...

                         ENCHANTED The colour of my brightest dreams were encrusted on my bangles How the sunlight danced on them as they jangled They held the laughter of my mother and my beloved grandmother The signature of my feminity as they were laid out on a velvet laced platter Studded with rubies, opals and exotic jade The gold 'Kadha' heirlooms from the days gone by were custom made Sometimes of clear glass or ceramic to go with my mood Sparkles of light added a charm and my wrists looked quite good Beaded with my favourite crystals rose quartz or tourmaline Occasionally a moonstone or a vivid red carnelian  Gold, silver or an entwined Celtic knot with gemstones These antiques were beyond precious and sprang to life of it's own How eye catching is an enamel, lac or stringed river stone pebbles My collection now holds a 'Saankha Pola' made of red coral and conch shells A tight hug from another world are my bra...

                        SHOWSTOPPER  October is the showstopper of a grand finale, A triumph splattered on the hills and in deep valleys When autumn limbers in with grace In all her bridal finery of reds and golds in a soft serenade Regaled with a bounty of towering flamed foliage, I walk in the fall rain, soaking in the crimson herbage Before they become one with the sable carpeted quilt mingled with hues of umber There are joys of sitting in front of a fireplace, sipping a mulled apple cider A fresh batch of cinnamon, vanilla and pecan cookies on a blustery day; Fragrance wafts from my kitchen like a dreamy tale Wooly socks, thrown around to snuggle into are plaid blankets I watch the soft-spun clouds and fading sepia sunlight     How still the world is with the pause in bird songs and scampering of critters Nature hibernates to preserve the acorns and holly-berries  The October wind whispers her secr...

   SEPTEMBER MAGIC  Love came knocking on my door Lost and wandering looking for stories galore Set in gold, a whisper of a dream embroidered on organza regally  Falling in love was sweet, feeling free and light finally  Cozy fireplaces were ours to reminisce the summer laughter; lilting September in her carnival clothes quite breathtaking and stunning  Autumn skies and pumpkin pies Guitar-strumming bonfire laughter and moonlit nights Watching a thousand sunsets, horizons streaked in ribbons of blazing glitter  With promises of a prussian canvas and diamond dust splatter Flapping their wings furiously above me were a convoy of starlings and geese In search of warmer kingdoms to escape the November freeze Timeless, no beginning, no end… Every day, every moment, every uphill road and every bend After walking miles in the arid deserts, I had a thousand reasons to go; a million to stay  The stars sizzle to a vapor at dawn, retreating and coy Giving w...

                                  ASCENT  Listening to rumbling whispers will only be my undoing Let the sun guide my way, let the moon shine on my path Let the stars sing of my struggles and the forests hum about my heart Like the river I must flow and carve my own trails Like the ocean rise and fall and write my own fate Swept away by the currents or blown away by the torrents Like a laden cloud I will let go when the burden is too heavy to carry I gather pieces of myself slowly and steadily Working my way up the pinnacle to paint the skies gloriously. ©️ Sangeetha Kamath  Image by Bianca Van Dijk from Pixabay

HYMN OF TIME Take me home to yesterday when I would sail paper boats in the rain  Fly paper planes under the sun again and again Climbing trees in the apple orchards and scraping knees against the walls Falling with a thud on the ground didn't deter us at all Tripping on pebbles and hobbling on paths Evenings were for outdoors or a cozy gathering full of  cheer and hearty laughs Hearts melted when baby birds chirped or kittens mewed Counting stars by the night and watching clouds during the day, happy was all we knew to be even as seasons changed Plucking flowers and tucking them in my hair Gazing at colourful butterflies as they fluttered and flitted in the air When reality melded into dreams and nothing seemed to matter No lies to be exposed, no facade to shatter Deep inside lies a sweet memory, a whisper of the past  A fairytale, grown up life is not, good girls always finish last No kingdoms with rainbows, unicorns and happily ever after Courage is to be drawn from wi...

                                                    MARMALADE SKY  Unspoken words, uncomfortable silences Unresolved emotions on various tangled threads Careening to rock bottom when the night is freezing cold A mellow light shines through when the dawn is nearly gold When the heart hangs heavy and defeated Assuring myself tomorrow will bring a solution and problems will be depleted What secrets behold, what mystery is about to unfold? Tomorrow is not promised yet I with bated breath tread on this unknown road Curves and bends show me pathways new Trails and alleys to explore meandering through Tomorrow is a fiction, yet I want to write this story To keep my dreams flickering by weaving some fantasy It's my rosy hued world where everything is hunky-dory An escape from this daily grind there isn't surely If tomorrow comes I will greet the marmalade s...

                          BLUSHING SEA  When I'm by the seaside nothing else matters Fringing the garth of shiny pebbles and seashells are heavenly aquamarine waters As the pearly sky blushes a pale peach and coral Faint flecks of sunbeams tiptoe upon the liquid hills of violescent and beryl The dawn soon breaks through into a crisp saffron, setting the sky ablaze Tinting the waves a majestic emerald and teal with frothy misty veils When the vanilla foam laces around my ankles My footprints in the grainy sun-warmed primrose sands, merrily swirls Droplets of sunshine waltz on the rising surf of a mighty roar  The salty spray celebrates by twirling in my hair and crashing on the shore Like the ocean of my heart deep, holding dreams and flavours  A vast empire of hopes hides in the royal blue depths of shimmering colours Restless and ready for adventure I await my ship Sailing in the distant horizon lapping the...

                    HEAVENLY NECTAR  Shredded ,grated and ground to a paste With chillies and tamarind, this is the signature south Indian taste With vegetables and tempering it becomes a mouth watering dish In kheers and payasam coconut milk is an ambrosia served with a flourish In ice creams and oils, chocolates and pastries Coconut has its place in cuisines varied On top of cakes with a smattering light In piña coladas it's a connoisseur's delight An offering to Gods on auspicious days and in temples Coconut is sacred and decorated with vermilion and turmeric on some days special Soft on the inside, tender is the pulp During high summer, a respite to the soul is coconut water It emerges from what we call a kalpavriksha, it's nothing less than sweet heavenly nectar. ©️ Sangeetha Kamath  Pic Courtesy:Pixabay