Sweet Beauties!

 

When I see a squirrel skip and hop

From one branch to another to the tree top, 

It evokes in me my beautiful past

Which seems to have gone by very fast.

The intermittent, sharp notes and the quick starts

That made me follow these cute little hearts

Would mesmerize me every time I listened

While they squeaked, my eyes glistened.

 I know their favourite  hopping spots 

In the sunshine, feeding on lots

Of nuts rich with sweet kernel.

It was indeed a sight of marvel!

These sweet beauties of simplicity

Are a treat to see in every city!

SBT - 24-01-24

My inspiration - Enchanting Bulbul!

 My inspiration - Enchanting Bulbul!

Bird, at dawn,  you're the lead singer

Among many birds of variety!

Your notes of every range linger

In my heart through the day in serenity.

Bird, your shrill and your whistle;

Your little crest upon your head small;

And your crimson red spots parallel

Give you such an enchanting look overall.

Bird, I had heard you before

I could spot you in sheer delight

And wondered what your spirit had in store.

Bird, you're the darling of  daylight.

Bird, when you start to sing your heart,

I find my inspiration for my art!

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-    SBT - 18-01-24

Memories of Gold!/ Last day at school/college/work

 Memories of gold !

 Go back to the first day you walked in:

You still feel the smell, the sight and the din

You were scared; you were keen and you were a stranger

The walls looked high and dry posing danger.

 

And the days rolled by rolling out moments of great fun

Those coy faces turned out to be smiling hearts

The grim air around made way for the steady starts

Then you waited for every morning

To unleash another day darling!

 

You stumbled upon those rare souls here

Who are the best gifts that are too dear!

The lessons learnt with the passage of time

Ought to guide your path to your prime.

 

The last day you walk out

You still feel the sweetness without doubt

Yet, your steps get slower and heavier

That you still yearn to be there ever merrier.

 

You then turn to bid goodbye for the last time

To know that you've spent here moments sublime.

It feels sad to detach from this fold

Yet, it feels special to carry the memories of gold!

12-01-24

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