Cuckoo

Summer has come

Once we hear the cuckoo

And the pheasant’s scream too

Each season its defining drum

@D

Diversion

It’s needed, at times

A day away

It may cost a few dimes

To brush some color over the grey

@D

Atlas

We can’t carry

The weight of the World

Others’ tasks shouldn’t get swirled

Into those assigned to us as primary

@D

Distance

Sometimes, I’m grateful

For sheer distance

It’s helpful

For keeping a safe stance

@D

Distance

Best is, to take distance

From the incomprehensible

It may rule out coexistence

It may defy logic or just be indefensible

@D

Meetings

Sometimes, there’s only good in them

When there’s only positive mayhem

@D