Sunday afternoon, updating my blog after doing Ganapati puja at home. Well you have got a glimpse of my poetry on philosophy and romance. The other aspect that I have written a few poms are on mother nature. Let me share a poem which I wrote when I was in a vineyard in Nasik in July for an offsite with around 100 colleagues. We had a blast there!
"In my mothers lap"
In my mothers lap I rest my head
With grass and flowers she prepared my bed
Always caring about all her children equally
Created the dawn noon and dusk and the three meals sequentially
She gives water for thirst
Feeds the hungry first
Does not complain in pain
Even if we hurt her for our gain
She makes the rain fall on the sea
Also on the garden where you grow tea
Makes the sun shines through the haze of winter
Also on the desert in summer
Decides the colour on each flower
To reach the sea makes the river maneuver
Gave different colours to the cloud
Made the lightening and thunder loud
Made waterways through the mountains
Make waterfalls sprout when it rains
Fruits to eat, leaves to cook
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