A morning, with her, coffee.
Gossip, laughter, scrambled eggs.
Bells echo, muted TV.
Long chair, windows, lazy legs.
Hawkers, bird tweets, sun’s ascent.
Broom, dry clothes, hot water tap.
Incense, flowers blush, oil scent.
Trees sway, dreamy eyes, short nap.
Evening, shower, chai and fries.
Swing, songs, wine, curry and rice.
Cat has walked on my windshield.
Her paws tell she is strong built.
A rat roams in the bonnet.
Hope her hunger is fulfilled.
I search for what i not know
in trying to reach beyond.
My soul seeks a summer glow-
wanders boundless in its want.
When what i seek i behold,
I find not much to rejoice.
For its charm seems dull and old-
I look for another choice.
Ephemeral is my gaze
in the eternal hedge maze.
