by Venkat

time is water
taped on an unbending light
these pages stand
high eyed frogs
nights hemmed on verdana

memory is a pocket
sealed on an unending plight
these eyes flow
low tide crabs
caves in heart, turtle’s back

boats of gold
live longer in quiet pastels
these words mimic
till red bands cover the green
songs from gypsy’s homes


5 Comments to “Homes”

  1. You do a wonderful job with your writing. Thank you for sharing!

  2. Good to see you back on The Poet’s Corner from time to time my friend. Wonderful words exquisitely penned as always.

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