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"