A SUMMER'S VERSE: TAPAS MOHANTY Tapas Ranjan Mohanty is an engineer by profession at a manufacturing firm at Hyderabad. He enjoys writing and also has an inclination towards photography. Next Poem:....................................................................................................................................... Back to Poetry Index

 
Summer, it arrives today and splays itself

On our Verandah, listening to the raven's calls,
Drying the seeds Baba* spat out last evening;

His skilled tongue, though slow has always

Held me in awe.

It will remain the summer, faithful and

Unquenched for months, 

Or as long as you want it to be for I have known

Summers feeding on our expectations.

Maa, why then you pat it on your skin like talcum,

Why then you hold it back as if it would never return?

Yesterday when you sat on the floor and picked pebbles

From rice, I standing behind you, explored the grey

Of your hair; the patches you dye return overnight to show

Time's binding with itself. You haven't had a secret

Since 84, it seems. Is there hidden in those silver weaves 

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*Baba-Father

**Maa- Mother

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