wanderer

Busy mom writes on post it Oh son, you get up so late I have to rush hard to punch my card at the office gate Help yourself with Kellogg’s carton kept in the kitchen Don’t forget to drink your milk like neighbor’s kitten The bath water in the tub is warm for you Sorry, I was running late to polish your shoe Money is on table to help your lunch tummy I should be with you for Dinner – Your Mummy Son Writes back In my dreams I see you with me So I hate to get up early in the hours I call wee I am still too short to reach out to cartons in the kitchen I wont drink milk – as I am a cub not a kitten No problem, if you didn’t polish my shoe My school is closed as many kids have got flu Money is still there on the wooden table I felt little weak so had crocin after reading the Label Mom, I am waiting for you – being all alone Cant you join some office – which lets you Work From Home. 

Terracota hand built pot Took around 300 gm of clay and moulded it into a useful planter. important to make a hole at the base while the clay is leather hard.

I laze and relax, I wonder and ponder my mind thought ...... about the things that my brain couldn't sought and my heart assured me that my soul is free ...its not caught. I tasted the sea and the droplets of rain I felt the satin and tattered clothes covering the pain Felt the heat of concrete high rise mansions And swayed to sleep under the thatched roof built of passion Some complained of having plenty Some rejoiced when their plates were not empty I pitied the happiness and the thing which made me laugh was the sadness I am neither cheerful nor poignant , Neither hollow nor expectant, They label me a loser, incapable of winning the race Isn't it ? In the end.... winners and losers will mix with the ether leaving no trace Till then I let my body laze and relax......... Let my soul wonder and ponder.........