THE FOLLOWING POEM WAS SELECTED IN WINGWORD POETRY PRIZE 2023 LONGLIST.
On my way
The breeze in the trees
jolted my sight
aroma from the meadows
halted the heady jaunt
The sight was garnished in vision
reminiscing my credulous adolescence
it brought tears that were veiled
Why didn't we take this decision
all this while
On my way
there were glimpses of the summer house
An assemblage for the family members
A corral for the tots to be frolicsome
Now a rented cottage for others to prowl
The days were long with soothing evenings
The nights were haunting with ghoulish tales
The place was always placid when we were there
Not anymore
On my way
I decided to be a bairn again
left my afflictions in the concrete realm
Apt to face the horizon in my nostalgic ground
realising this is the feeling I wanted all long
The house will be lit once again
with the tapestry of new memories
I pledge to never to let go of this ardor
and cherish it forever.
On my way…..