Teesta Review: A Journal of Poetry, Volume 5, Number 2. November 2022. ISSN: 2581-7094
Roots
My job is in Australia
but my house
is still in India.
I have made
some friends here too
but my parents
are still in India.
Desert
The Simpson Desert is the darling
child of Australia
The Thar Desert is the darling
child of India
with her unwavering obedience.
When she wants her to be
hot in summer and cold in winter,
she immediately obeys her without
questioning.
Her tolerance in the world is
unparalleled.
She receives the bullets of rain
whips of storm and hurricane
smilingly with perfect glee in her
eyes.
She has never seen her sister snow;
She falls unceasingly on mountains.
She has no knowledge of her
brothers
Such as chinars and pine trees.
But she certainly knows that one
day,
after millions of years
she will cease to exist
and she will become a beautiful
mountain.
And then she will have all that
she does not have now
and very gratefully join the
company
of her sister and brothers.
The
Renowned Professor of Australian Literature
A mango sapling was planted
It received foreign manure
Plenty of water and fertile soil
It blossoms day and night
Covered with luxuriant flowers
Rich sweet fruits
Hundreds of beetles come
Butterflies haunt it
Bees suck its juice
Fame of its fruits
Spread far and wide.
Birds come crowdingly
sing songs in its praise
This makes it more fruitful
Fragrant and uberous
Brings honors and laurels.
The trees in smaller places
toil hard to suck water
from the local soil
grow haltingly
bear no flowers and fruits
no birds and no insects
ever visit them.
They will perish
unsung and sterile.
But having no regrets
feeling satiated with
small achievements.