Rhythm of a heart that beats,
tunes this world’s cosmic dance.
Its bliss even when a sparrow ,
hops to match her steps to mine.

As she preens and croons,
the music buried deep in the,
Breezy shades of majestic trees,
I dropped in love’s sweet slumber.

Far across the bathing ponds,
babbles a precious childhood.
In those tranquil times suspends,
All the graceful joys of soul intact.

Irate on the turning spokes of time,
I bemoan why it turned the pages,
So fast? If the beginnings were so,
Poised, why the climax such a lose?

To loose the nascent innocence,
To grow as insufferable vacuums.
Once again I desire a mother’s lap,
Once again soothed in her lullaby,

To sleep with the rhythm of her bangles,
Stroking softly my forehead and back,
Rhythm of a mother’s palm that blesses,
Oh! how I desire that sweet soft rhythm.

-shashikala. sasidharan-
All rights reserved as on 5/2/2015

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About Shashikala Sasidharan Elambakkattu

Shashikala S. is Post Doctoral Research Fellow at Rutgers University, USA working on developmental genetic and cellbiology. She has a doctorate in Proteomics and Cell Biology (Bio-technology) from Rajiv Gandhi Centre of Biotechnology (DBT), INDIA. And is actively involved with academic research, but poetry and painting are her passion. She writes on the realms of cosmic spirituality,nature's mysticism and egalitarian philosophy. Her poems have been published Kannur University Magazine, Tellicherry, Kerala and in anthologies 'Resonance" by "Poets Artists Unplugged" and "Across The Way" and at https://www.facebook.com/shashikalapoemsandthoughts/

4 thoughts on “Rhythm

  1. Maya Dev

    A flask back to beautiful memories which never come back except as reminiscences …….splendid penning Shashikala Ji. πŸ™‚


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