TWIN POEMS

FUNNY THOUGHT

And someone
somewhere I heard
walked the night with a torch in hand
to help the baby- Sun
as guide, to ligt up the path
for the next sunrise.

Do not analyse -to know
if its true or not
nor surmise
as each one has his way
to assess or analise.
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MOON LIT MOMENTS

The vast canvas
of Moon-lit, evening sky
in front of my balcony
The Ganga flowing high
Pigments of floating clouds
dark or silvery hue
painting myriad shapes
of iving life !

The dancing waves
reflecting light
from playing baby- moon
enllivens again
my sun-set life.