Umpteen Reasons…
You never call me honey. Or Sweetie, Cuddle-bunny. We stride, stranger-like, on our walks. You grumble that far too much, I talk. Your snores could rival those of a lion. Your pokey beard leaves me sighing. . But it’s all the other stuff you do, That makes me forgive the ‘non-romantic’ you. The tantalizing food […]
Xerophytes
Life Rough and harsh, Sometimes treats, Not just plants Humans too, With disdain, Distraught , they move on , Still they learn to live, In xerophytic conditions Devoid of things essential, Lacking love and care, Facing dismal shocks, In penury, Under cruelty, But bloom to glory Beautiful and fragrant Like flowers In the desert land.