Your petite, elfin frame belies your strength As anger and fire smoulder in your eyes It saps, weakens the prowess in their knees Making them
Author: Ratnaprabha Raykar
Ratnaprabha Raykar lives in Bangalore, loves the play of words. An avid reader.. writing poems is her catharsis...Her poems are published in poemhunters.com,allpoetry.com, Facebook and various other poem sites.
The Beautiful Image
An impish nymph peers into the large looking glass Fashioning monkey faces, amusing herself Not ready to stand awhile As her mother braids her hair
A Tree in a Tray
You brouhaha at my allure Preen over my branches array Awe over ‘a tree in a tray’ Bringing blooms in Nature, indoor But,wish my arms
The Pandora’s Folly
All endowed Pandora Becomes, the first woman mortal Created by Zeus, to spite Prometheus Entrusts he, the gift of fire to Man Filled with fury,Zeus
Our Heroes
As our flag sways to the sweep of the wind Liberation, elation, fulfilment To bestow us, freedom on platter Singh, Bose, Lal, Bal, Pal and
An Olive Wreath
A shining spear strikes the hard groundMemories flashing of RomansClashing shields, raging soldiers, winning huge KingsBattles, kings crowned Now, its a better transition,As the javelins
The Purple One
Your hues vary from violet to purple Earned hue from the red wine tear of Dionysus You keep peace and harmony in the abode Goblets
If it wasn’t for the looming Pandemic…
If it wasn’t for the looming Pandemic… Playgrounds be…. brimming with joyous children Capering around, dancing with frolic Voices rising to reach the skies golden