Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Poem 257 - Unexpected Visitors

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An old storage room
Covered in some years of dust
Natures hiding place

A strong musty smell
Unexpected visitors
Hanging on the shelves

Nocturnal mammals
Fly out in a colony
Enchanting black eyes
~Gaurang Rao

Monday, August 19, 2013

Poem 256 - Incredible India

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There's so much to see
In a country so diverse
It will take lots of time

Shop in the bazaars
And taste our cultural food
Filled with nature's spice

Visit the temples
Watch some Bollywood movies
See the monuments

Life-time experience
Incredible India 
A place you must see
~Gaurang Rao

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Poem 255 - Watery Visions

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Happily she dreamed
Nestled in her mother's lap
Last time probably

How was she to know?
That she would be abandoned
By her poor parents

Poor little baby
Her dreams would be shattered; like
the snap of a twig

She starts crying as,
Her mother leaves her; on the
doorstep of a house

Watery visions
As she cries her heart out
Save the girl child please
~Gaurang Rao

Poem 254 - A Letter From A Laptop

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From, The Laptop


18th August 2013,


To, The Unkind Humans,

Dear humans, all day you click and stare away,
Not a moment away from me, you can stay,
But I actually don't get the happiness I need,
Even when I've become your place to play and read.
The way you treat me is not at all fair,
I really need my respect's share,
Why? You spend half the day next to me,
Clicking away, and banging all the buttons harshly.
I might have made life easy for you,
So please think about me too,
My dear keys and buttons, won't survive for long,
If you hit it with your hands so strong.
Please reply to this poor, dying soul,
For, you've made me feel that your heart is black as coal.
~Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://dversepoets.com/

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Poem 253 - Age Of No Worries

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Thin white-gray eyebrows
On the verge of being bald
Can't make out his age

Spectacles so thick
A walking stick in his hand
Must be very old

A limp in his walk
But still happily he smiles
No worries 'bout life
~Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://haiku-heights.blogspot.in/