written by: Hema
The misty white morning
gives way to a gentle breeze
freshness penetrating into hearts
Spring birds around, letting out calls
to their prospective mates,
Amidst this euphoria, the emptiness.
Gastronomical delights for the body aplenty
walk through the mansion day-long
Attenders at beck and call-
a gentle sneeze would bring the battalion into line.
At the work front, the entry into
the ivory tower 'Restricted.'
monotonous, monologues mediocrity,
Gadgets seem more alive!
Endless trips to soothsayers
and spiritual giants,
their wallets and gait built some more
Magical spells vanish at their exit gates.
The sixth sense a burden than boon?
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
Often, the question arises- are successful people happy? What measures success?
The verse attempts to find answers to the questions in the verse.
Her write ups have been published in the Hindu, Femina, Woman's Era and several online and print journals.
She is the author of Everyday English (grammar/conversational guide for Indian students), co-author of Sing Along Indian Rhymes (Indian Rhymes in English - CD cum booklet) and Everyday Hindi (Conversational Hindi).
She is currently a freelancer for IELTS and Communicative English.