Fragrance of Spring
Blooms
...
Camellia smiles through my window
the soft pink petals bloom
the paths are covered with lilac lavender
.
Two eyes look through the window
and are amazed at the benedictions of the nature.
April is a Poetry Month as always
and everyday a poem is being released
from the iron bars of the traditions.
..
A woman is
still being stoned somewhere
A woman is
still seeking safety, respect and dignity.
April month will go on
the heart’s wailing will go on.
..
As long
Within this April………
Every day is a poetry day in April
walking on the concrete sidewalk
stumbled on the pothole
fell backward and landed on my right wrist
After
could not hold a pen in my hand
not even the mouse
nor can I click with my fingers
the letters on the keybord
to form the words for a poem