Meteor showers: a great grand spectacle!

There is a reason for the meteor showers

There is also a season for seeing them

Showers not soaked and felt like cloud showers

Visual Showers from meteor clouds, comet debris

Light streaks in the dark night sky

When the Earth passes closest  to

Debris of comet floating out there

Get attracted by Earth,enter, incinerate

producing light flashes, heavy light streaks

ranging from dozens to thousands per hour

When they enter,they come charging down

In succession, one, next , next and the next

Though they may fall in the day

It takes the dark night to see them falling

Sky watching astronomy lovers delight

They wait for the showers peak time

At the particular time of a year

When the showers become active

In the middle of a vibrant night

With light spots, light streaks in display

They take the name of the constellation nearest

Like perseid showers, Quadtrandids, lyrids,

Eta aquarids, Southern delta aquarids,Draconids,

Orionids,Southern taurids,Leonids,Geminids,

let’s go to a dark site, enjoy the super spectacle!

Yay! a cosmic fireworks fest in the middle of the night!
The much awaited much planned extravaganza
A thrilling eye catching luminous bonanza
A space pyrotechnics free display on show
the shooting stars show, the blooming lights show, enjoy!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Where was she all these days?

A all new flower in my garden

In full blossom, so colourful

Beckoning me in whisper

Hey! Come, enjoy!

My surrender so total!

Without plucking

I lift and raise it to my nostrils

It’s all intoxicating fragrance

I gingerly touch and feel

It’s all silk!

Where was this flower?

Where was she all these days?

So fresh and alluring

Her features, mounds, curves

All heavenly crafted petals

I like her, love her

It’s heaven she liking, loving back

I am lost in her

Savouring full of her, all of her

My gal wonder from blue yonder

Life has turned a full circle

After her arrival,Her presence sparking

a revival making me enjoy the life in full

Like never before!  Time to enjoy her too

Golden days are ahead! A grand mela!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Ageless angel

From childhood to middle age

Age makes one look fresh

Glowing, radiant and beautiful

Age then cruelly strikes etching lines,

Creases, ugly folds on the face

Not so in her case

She remains fresh, glowing

A just blossomed flower so pleasant

Lines, creases, folds so hesitant

To make their appearance on her face

Worries, stress and tension

Makes one age faster

She remains stress free amidst stress

Eats healthy balanced diet

Her mind as clear as blue sky

Age remains just chronological,

biologically stopped on it’s tracks, on freeze!

Advancing so imperceptibly to make an impact

On the physical appearance

Her beauty, softness

Where did she get these lips,

The round cheeks, the lustrous hair

The mounds and curves

All in right proportions in ageless elegance

Ageless angel! Just go on for ages!

A flower unruffled by the ravages of age!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Agressive rain

Reflecting my angry mood

Battering rain came down heavily

In the night lashing in fury

The soil, the buildings, flora

and fauna, aggressive rain!

Electricity snapped

The lights went out

Still the sound of rain

Announced the falling rain around

For an hour or so shohoooo!!!!!!

The electricity came back

The lights flickered back to life

The tell tale of battering rain was on the

Ground, rivulets running on the streets

The summer air cooling to a pleasant degree

Aggressive rain yet benign

To the dried up ground waters

Giving it a boost, so beneficial

To the farming agricultural fields

To make crops, food to eat, survive

Reflecting the cooled atmosphere

My anger too cooled down

Lifting the sentiments and spirits high

Such aggression is needed indeed

For welcome changes around, cheers!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

I pluck poems from the milieu

I pluck poems from the milieu

Yea all kickaboo! pickaboo!

It’s sheer magic, excellent

Eye,mind,brain, hand co ordination

Work in tune to pick the blossoms out there

To line them up in flowing words

The open blue skies

The dense rain forests

The charming mountains

The verdant deep valley

The lush green meadows

The meandering curvy river

Waves thundering sea

Waves touching sea shore

The splashing silvery waterfalls

All nestling in nature

The beautiful loving gal of me

All those eyes capture

Store them in memory

To put them into instant use

Or for leisurely later use

A switch in the brain comes alive

As it activates the flow of words

The poems picked up from the milieu

Blossom in rhyme and rhythm

Yea all milieu kickboo! me just pickaboo!

The laughter,joy, sorry and tears

Sports,humour and what not

All come from the impact of milieu

Leaving an imprint on me

Great way to pluck the poems, Hurray!

The poem is akin to a blossomed flower

Right poem with right words

Will never fail to make the impact

As does a flower to the inhalers!

I keep plucking, with all your wishes, thanks!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

It's pleasing wind outside the door

It’s summer time, close to midnight

I step outside the door for fresh air

Wowrey! It’s pleasing wind outside

High wind yet chill, breezy

Ahh! Eyes close savoring  the wind

Caressing, flying around me

The legs, hands, body all feel the wind

Gently touching and flying around them

Never before felt such breeze

So soothing, lulling, heart touching

Weather site says 16 Kilometre wind

Is 16 km speed all that takes to a blissful breeze?

Hey wind! you came from the skies

Or from the heaven itself?

It’s so nice to feel you on me

No sea here, or river in the vicinity

Yet high winds move from the

Low pressure bay over the oceans

No lightning, no thunder, no rain

It’s a perfect peaceful wind to savor!

Come wind! come again,

Day after day, night after night

Fly around peacefully cooling

The air, indoors, all around

You are pleasing, pleasing all the way!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

N.B: Wowrey is some kind of combination wow and rey a hindi exclamatory word!

Slow paced, slow mooded rain!

As predicted in a weather site

Of a thunder storm with light rains

Right after getting dark

Thunder and lightning started

For one hour no rain still their play

Wind gained speed, gradually

Tiny droplets came swirling down

Droplets grew in size slowly drops big enough

Yet not big enough to be a shower

A slow paced, slow mooded rain!

It’s pleasing wind outside the door

Yet the blinding lightning bit frightening

With deafening thunder, rain enjoyable

Though slow paced, slow mooded

A gentle lulling rain!

The rain continued in the same slow vein

Continuing more than a hour

Me watching, enjoying, counting the time

Slowly the droplets stopped ending the

Slow rain, still cooling a hot summer night

The slow rain came as a blessing

In the hot summer night to cool

Rain is welcome, drizzle, slow

Or shower as gift from the heaven

A rain is a rain,thank you ! Keep coming!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

The pony tail gal

She is one lucky amongst

Those bestowed with long lustrous hair

The long hair providing liberties to plait,

Hang it as it is down to the knees, or pony tail

She is a pony tail gal!

Her shampooed fragrant hair

More flexible and groomable

She made it into a pony tail

Her pony tail is a special of her lending her

more charm than other pony tail gals

Pony tail also called horse tail

As it takes the shape of the horse tail

Unlike loose hair it is made into a bunch

Sways in the wind, captivating the eye

Stealing the heart no end!

Pony tail makes her a super super gal

Amongst those lucky ones with lustrous hair

She is special, her pony tail is so special

A treat to the eyes, lifting the moods

Desiring her company all the time

Pony tail is happy tail, heart warming tail

May the pony tail keep on growing

Enabling her more liberties in pony tail styles

Long live her, long live her pony tail

Here I am forever enjoying her pony tail!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Living the love!

Her figure was hazy in distant dream

She grew clear as the dream came close

Still she was out of bounds, unreachable

Till she materialised sitting beside me

All for real! Living the love!

To inhale her fragrance

To touch her, feel her silkiness

The gold mine is all mine!

Still doubts lingering I pinch myself

Ah! It is for real as the pinch registers!

Living the love is succeeding in love

Cherishing, tasting every moment

Spent in company with her in love

Talking to her, walking with her

Hugging, kissing her in delight

A flying angel in luminous sky

Landing on my lap as feathery bird of love

Angels do come to Earth

To bless, be with the love

To live the love, love the life!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

In poems words keep company!

Besides love, nature all other things

In poems words keep company

To lift them, jilt and rhyme

To make the poem peppy,

Tingly, tangy, zing thing!

Right words at the right places

Make the poems tick,

To win head nods, likes, wows

Without them poems will be dull, drab

Words the poems’ ingredient tasty masala!

Right words come at the right moods

When the mind is pregnant and ready

To outpour a poem spontaneously

Enacting a super lined symphony

To touch the hearts, shake the heads

Words flow, poems outpour

In company with the trumpeters

Making them louder to reach the

Soulful, eager listeners

Go words!  Go poems! In glory!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Summer drinks

Summer means scorching hot

Temperatures soar dizzyingly vertical

Put the body on a simmering furnace

Suffocating, sweating, energy sapping

It’s time for summer drinks

Lest the summer drink away your energy

Gulp down choicest natural cool drinks

Butter milk, tender coconut, sugar-cane,fruit juice,

Lemon juice, water melons, earthen pot water

Keep naturally cool with summer drinks

Artificially chilled drinks do appear soothing

Yet unhealthy for the stomach and digestion

Say no to artificial chill drinks say yes to

Natural cool summer drinks, stay cool,

Stay healthy, pass off summer in comfort

Summer drinks are heavenly, nature’s

blessings to stave off summer blues

Drink one, drink all as the occasion suits

Even the heights of summer is of no concern

When backed with summer drinks, true indeed!

  

-Mohan Sanjeevan

What the teddy bear gals do with the teddy bear?

The teddy bear is a child for all purposes to the

Teddy bear gals, holding it in the waist

Lifting and kissing it, talking to it

Hey teddy!  Are you hungry here is your food

Placing the food on it’s mouth

Making the teddy to lie down beside them in bed

Hugging them cozily as a harmless companion

The teddy bear no doubt a child

It also brings out the child in the teddy bear gals

For they play like child with the teddy

The teddy gals stitch dresses for the dear teddys

Very colourful and tasteful so nice and sweet

If only the teddy has a real speaking tongue

It would be much pleased to say how

Happy it is pampered by the teddy bear gals

For those all without a real child

The teddy is a real boon to hold

Sing lullaby, rear as a sweet child

The teddys are buddys forever

Just as the teddy gals are!

-Mohan Sanjeevan