the sun does not rise without a symphony
Afternoon walks with Bella
Winter sunshine soaks Bella
Stray-cat pearls on the issue of relocation by humans
You contemplate betrayal
Milestones
Blue skies drop rain on past shores
Whatever happened to the little birds
…the fading thrum of nightjars
Replication
Nudged by whispering winds
reimagine
if space and time reconsider
Percipience
In October, the blackboard trees flower for just a few weeks.
I am
I am a small halt in the wind
glass woman
she moulds flowers out of silk
Interlude
The air is lit with night’s perfume
Speak
…the wings of silence shroud injustice
A morning song
… a recurring promise of change
Spellbound
Moist perfume smites before the sighting…
Sparrow
…leaving behind ripples of an intense tale
Epitaph – for a cat
A smudge on the horizon…
Visitors
…the nondescript window is festooned with fiery pomegranate blossom
Purple – a poem by Urmila Mahajan
‘Noiseless as autumn footfalls…’
Obituary – Shivpuri September 2019
‘Far from it…’
Lull
‘A lull follows the monsoon’
What is not is (a poem by Urmila Mahajan)
‘Silence skirts its own issue’
White Pomegranate (a poem by Urmila Mahajan)
‘It takes a lot for such fruit to grow’
Remember – (a poem by Urmila Mahajan)
‘Memories crumpled like discarded bits of paper’
Speaking of War and Peace – a poem by Urmila Mahajan
‘Let’s consider what war does’
Rain – a poem by Urmila Mahajan
‘I remember when rain unlocked earth to long promises’
Samosas and Oil – a poem by Urmila Mahajan
‘the square tiled yard glistens in the shower of music from the living room piano’
Ease – a poem by Urmila Mahajan
‘ideal for dreaming through a tv show’
Sketching Light – a poem by Urmila Mahajan
‘the hill leans into breezes spilling light from beyond the beyond’
One – a poem by Urmila Mahajan
‘Order regresses when we try to catalogue creation on our fingertips’
Listen – a poem by Urmila Mahajan
‘Listen for the hum of poetry’
Spaces – a poem by Urmila Mahajan
‘There is a narrow space between the rise and fall of a foot,’
Aurora – a poem by Urmila Mahajan on International Cat Day
‘Time occupies a crevice that night has burned and day has not yet filled’
Interlude – a poem by Urmila Mahajan
‘I’ll watch the rain swoop down and zigzag in the wind that imprints stories in her path’
Shift
‘Fearless flamingoes in pink tutus stand haphazardly’
City Bird Blues
‘Who drove the sparrows away?’
Sketch – Night Jasmine
‘The moon is a luminosity on cushioned clouds’
Black Velvet
‘Comforted by the serenity that only words render when nothing else remains’
Sunbird
‘I push through the balmy scent of soaked green earth to get closer’
Merge
‘It breathes quietly inside my head and I begin to merge.’
Drops of Dew 