Poems by Aruna Subramanian

By: Aruna Subramanian

Time is THE best friend
one could chance upon.
It’d peel off certain masks
to save you from falling
into the trap of illusion.
Befriend time!!

Our planet’s becometh
an abode of walking machines.
Synthetics rule over nature.
Ballooning expectations
blowing away relations.
Humane hearts
suffocate to breath
amidst the silicone thoughts
of “I” “My” “Me”…….

Forty minutes
maketh an hour?
What’s with the rush?
From seeds to the sun,
listen to their pace
Oh my, dear!
Her secret is
not hidden.
It’s us blinded obvious.
Slow down!
Sing along…

Categories: Poetry

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.