My love for the venu knows no bounds… It is a sweet cuckoo that takes flight from the flute…. As her wings of melody frill and fly through a raga, my heart delights in a cool shower of rain-stick and chime-tree while my soul dives into a pond of bliss.

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Bucket List

Take refuge on red watermelon cushions

Crunch on blue bubble chips

Swim in a sea of green apples.

Dive into balls of mango butter

Balance on strummed guitar strings

Shower in sprinkles of universes

Press pink rose petals

Fish for icy Popsicles

Pull apart a Lego heart

Scoop cookie dough and

Spiral into deep desires.

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Published in: on December 23, 2013 at 1:03 PM  Leave a Comment  

The Candy Shop

Recollections of a baby blue and cream striped candy shop on Daffodil Lane drift into my mind from time to time.

Delectable blocks of fresh fudge sitting on windowsills on a sultry Sunday afternoon tempt the soul into a sweet holiday. Opening the wooden door carved ‘sweet desires’ in loopy cursive, I gleefully trot into Candy Land. The aroma of sticky candied apples and sour lemon popsicles tingle my senses. My eyeballs engulf in a large display of twisty black licorice whips and puffy pink candy floss that look like wispy clouds.

Precious mouthwatering jewels kept safe in glass jars adorn the shelves. Next to them hang frames of twinkly eyed kids with bulging, lolly-filled cheeks. Rays of sunbeam lick the lollipops, turning them into swirls of emeralds, rubies and topazes that glisten at the ends of waxy white sticks.

The taffy stretcher groans deeply as it pulls the thick glossy deliciousness into a soft sheet of glistening velvet. If only travelling down the Memory Lane of Daffodil Lane would satisfy my cravings for these divine treats.


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Of The Sand and Sea (rhyme based)

Caramelized beach,

Layers of smokey sun scorched colorful peach.

Multi hued, beige and blue,

The colors of this peaceful retreat.

Fire beads strewn across the base,

They burn my feet with every pace.

Specks of sweat – Dehydration,

Till I reach the azure blue border – Anticipation.

Salty fresh air, blows onto my face.

Liquid Topaz splashing away.


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