Sunday, April 12, 2026

cherita

a gentle sea breeze


washes over the garden

stirring the old neem

 

as if the stars are visiting

flowers now speckle

the little puppy’s grave

4 comments:

  1. Oh what a beauty this poem.. Thank you Geethanjali
    it's a painting and a photo

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  2. Such arresting poignancy in the final three lines, and such a beautiful poem overall, Geethanjali.

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    1. Thanks, Bhaswati. My old garden had a neem and a mango tree and the flowers looked like little stars.

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