A Walk After Rains...

bits of blue skies
flit around
as butterflies;

clumps of
squilchy earth
bursts in
unadulterated mirth;

shoots of
neon greens
line
chocolate streams

lines of maroon ants
dance to
forest chants

filtered rays of
emerald light
dazzling bright.

Last Night..

yesterday,
returning from
an engagement
at night,
in an auto, and
while speaking on
my mobile phone
I keeled over and died...
my eyes saw
and the mind tried
to comprehend this
sight..
no heart-beat,
or flimsy breath
inside..
the ghostly me
now filled with delight
soared above the
traffic-light
and higher still
towards
clouds, moons..
till I
disappeared
out of sight.
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Pictures from Paradise