Men-Oh-Pause

Men-Oh-Pause, give your wives a break,

Don’t get up and leave them to wash up the plates.

They’re on their feet before every meal,

Cooking and washing and keeping the home clean. Continue reading Men-Oh-Pause

The local bus

Have any of you travelled by the NNMT buses here in Navi Mumbai? They’re surprisingly reliable, and have very comfortable benches, unlike the air-conditioned buses which have the most uncomfortable chairs. And all that noise and rattling can be pretty relaxing!

Here’s a poem for those of you who have stopped travelling by bus. Hope it brings back good memories. Continue reading The local bus

The colours

A poem about rainbows, and about holding onto dreams.

 

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I am the colours that come from the light,

The colours that change so that dreams can take flight.

The colours that are calm and the ones that are not.

That change each season, that stay the same for no reason.

 

Continue reading The colours