Weekly Photo Challenge: (Arrange)

Arrange that cupboard says my mother Foaming at the mouth Sheepishly I scuttle to put it in order My twin brother plays Arrange the lunch, calls out my mom As she leaves for the field I drag myself out of my nap, my lovely dream My brother plays Cricket Arrange the bed says my mom…

A Leaf’s prayer…

Brown and broken I lie At the bottom of the heap Tired, aching, forlorn Under the Peepal tree Where I had once grown… Proud and contented in my Green-ness In its ability to nurture life Unknowing of my vulnerability, The fragility of my being. A little storm came calling No stronger than a wind Like…