My Poems

Listed below are links to a few poems that I've penned

Springing Back to Life
Cool Coloured Chequered Challenge
Bravo Boys
Brighter Side Brought to Light
Glittering Stars waiting for you
Discovering True Love
Sayonara Samika
W..W...W...Vasudev Shyam
In search of an Archie
Oh Bharathi Jai Bharathi
My ode for Divya Maiya
My poem for Pankaj Vernekar
Hu hoo Cu coo Cucumber
Sweet Corn Song
Saras and her holy cow
Poem for Architects
Poem for a boss of mine

Springing Back to Life

When life looks lull

And you feel so damn dull

Good Heavens! Don’t break loose

After all, life isn’t all hell
Touch your heart to tell
"Touchwood...All izzz well"

Now, fasten your seat belts

Tug rightaway your family

For a drive away

To a known island far faraway

Arrest not the rest of your family

Treat them fair

Let them tee off to a fairway

In the mean time

Steal some “Me” time

Just go Google

Armed with a Cup ‘O Noodle

For thy pencil, your love

While it dances to your doodle,

Sing any swara

Who cares (or listens!) to your apaswara

Now see how life is….

All set with joy and laughter

Sacked in a bundle

You and family are ready to pack

With all smiles, multi miles you drive back

On looking back,

Says the refreshed, energised you

“Oh Home Sweet Home…Nothing Like You”

My Poem for Pankaj Vernekar

Here is a very short poem I penned for my dear friend Pankaj Vernekar (one of the starters in my series of poems for a few of my friends) 

On this Special Day, while your kith and kin are there with you,

To make your day, bright like sunshine.

I wish, they forget yours, those few favourites,

Say, cigar and wineJ

To make this day, especially fine!!

On sharing this with Rishab, my tiny sweetie, which I always do, albeit aware of the trouble in store! Pat came his reply,

 “Amma, instead, on this special day of Uncle's, you should wish him more of cigar and wine!” Exchange of glances….Popeyed Stare vs Short n Sweet Smile, ear to ear!J Tempts me to rewrite….

It’s Cheers!! Pankaj, with Glühwein

May your life get better with age,

Like fine wine!

Sweet Corn Song

SWEET CORN SONG

(penned by Mangala Madhuchand)

Grand Old Corn

Bright when born

Shows up when husk is torn

So so sweet to taste

Yes, can be cooked in haste

Wow… so great! Please don’t waste

This beautiful, dear corn

Lest it feels forlorn.

Spice them up with corns of pepper

How about grated mozzarella

For a scatter?

Sprout them, grind them

To a superfine flour

Mix it to a dough, roll it flat though

To make a tempting tortilla.

Oh I see…you still have

Some kernels leftover?

Oh so sweet….use them up

As filling for quesadilla

Hey, did I hear you say

“Idella namage gothe iralilla!!” *

* This  sentence  is written using kannada language. In English, it means “We didn’t know all of these”

More of my poems can be read at "My Poems"

To view Recipe "Sweet Corn Kosambari"
click Sweet Corn Kosambari link:: http://mangalaspotpourri.blogspot.in/2017/04/sweet-corn-kosambari.html

Reminds me of my trip with friends when we all enjoyed this Sweet Corn Kosambari. Few pics below

Discovering True Love

Poem dedicated to my dear friend Nina Menon

Once upon a time….five long years that we traversed together

Only to find a few vanish away,

From many amongst our Archies Array,

Almost out of the blue,

Creating in our minds,

Real cry and hue!  (For poetry’s sake, this funny language I forsake!)

One among some, wasn’t that you?

Sailing across Seven Seas, making your testament “Microsoft”ly

Good bye guys, see me gals!

Here I land on greener pastures,

Towing my tennis and oh yeah…

“My hubby, my love”!

Armed with a racquet,

The All Powerful Me,

Played enough games to create,

In my lone opponent’s mind (lone opponent: Read “husband”)

A roaring racket!!

Poor hubby, was he left with any choice,

But to fall in love?! (Pun intended)

Lo! Wish you Archies watch us playing

“Tennis, My True Love...!”

Sailing back to celebrate “Our Silver”, heard you announce macroloudly

Hey bullier guys n pallier gals

Missed you lots, all of these years

Love to see you again n again,

But then….sorry dear

No more than just once a year!

Flying off home you watched….

With your dearie daughter

‘Hubby Richer’ vs ‘Tennis Lovelier’

Yes we Archies love to watch them

Grand Slamming over
“Nina, Their True Love!!” 

Part of Archies gang in front of Architecture Dept. Jnanabharathi Campus - 3+ decades old pic! published for posterity :)

A Chitra to S. Chitra

Sharing a poem I penned for my dear friend Chitra Sundarajan

Marching ahead hand in hand

Bewitching beauties blooming

Guards of Honour flanking        

 Daintily decked from top to toe

Kajal eyed, Bow tied

Tresses dangling, Pendants hanging

Silken fabric, Shining shoes

Singing Bon Bon, Binging bonbon

Looking tip top, Dancing hip hop

To the lilting music Pop…bop

Criss cross, tic tac toe,

Guards of Honour chatting

Tip top we, from top to toe

With grace n poise, we all sashaying

Yet neck to neck, ahead we are racing,

Ear to ear, smiles curving….

Oh, come on, hurry up!

Ding Dong, Ding Dong…. the bell is ringing

Tick Tock, Tick, Tock…the clock is ticking

Oh my! Isn’t it so ah laa…rming!!

March has marched past, arrived hath April

The Day is Fifteenth and the time is Now

Bewitching beauties blooming

To present a Present, what can it be?

Hurrrray…got an idea!

Trash it as bosh… oh no yeah!

A Chitra to S. Chitra!

 Wah…what an idea!!

Call it not as Vichitra!

Dilli ki Raani, kaisi hai

Ye kavitha ishtyle ki kahani

Calling it lengthy…maharani?

So what, when it is lullabied with a lac of lustre and love aplenty!

Ps: Chitra = Drawing “Vichitra” = Strange. The enclosed drawing is, in a sense, strange since I’ve drawn it using mud.

Also in this blog is a poem titled Sayonara Samika penned for Samika, daughter of Chitra Sundararajan

More of my poems can be read at "My Poems"

My Ode for Divya Maiya

In the skies I see you soaring!
On your cap, I see the feathers growing
While you keep your flag flying,
And we enjoy watching it fluttering,

Wish you soar higher and higher.
May the scent of success,
Not drift you hither and thither.
Much akin to “Divya The Divine”

May your thoughts and deeds,
Become clearer and purer,
Whilst you remain rooted to the ground,
Deeper and deeper!!

Hu Hoo, Cu Coo, Cucumber

Water, water everywhere

Not a drop to batter my dosa

Pray to Thee, Oh Cauvery!

Can you allay our worry?

While the fight between States

Doesn’t seem to cease,

Your flow of fair share

Can it bend please

To all states, can it appease?

Cauvery states,

“While I shall do my best

For fair share to all States,

Don’t wait for me,

Go pluck that Southekaayi

From Mangaluru. To you, it’s closeby

Also known as Cucu (long name - Cucumber)

Use this in place of water

See how your dosa batter

Comes out sooo much better!”

Hu hooo, Cu cu ooo

How so sweet are you,

Taking the place of precious water,

Dosa made using you

Tastes bestest than better!

Hu hooo, Cu Cu Coo, Long Live Cucumber!!

Author: Mangala Madhuchand

Would you like to view Recipe for Cucumber Dosa? Here it is....Cucumber Dosa

Oh Bharathi! Jai Bharathi!!

13 Nov 2016

Poem penned just now for my dear friend Bharathi Prathap after listening to her concert yesterday at PESIT, Bangalore

Oh Bharathi!

Melodies that you render

Into our souls they penetrate

And there they reverberate.

Oh Bharathi!

What a crush with bliss

Thank God I didn’t miss

Thank you venue, PESIT

B’cos of you, I could make it.

Oh Bharathi!

May you remain blessed

To sing more n share more

Through your golden voice

For, our sorrows they redress

Our minds, they let rest

And our souls, they blissfully dress.

Oh Bharathi!

Our wishes to you

From the bottom of our heart

May your music bring

To one and all

*Kolagas of *keerthi
       
Oh Bharathi! Jai Bharathi!

Jai Bharathi! Oh Bharathi!!

Oh Bharathi! Jai Bharathi!!!

*(Kolaga is kannada word for pail, keerthi is kannada word for fame, glory)