I told the goddess a joke ~*~

I told the goddess a joke
And waited to hear if she would laugh
But no laugh did come
So I pleaded with her son
To explain it to her, on my behalf

I told the goddess a joke
And waited to see if she would grin
But no grin did appear
So I asked her in fear
Did I offend or get under your skin?

I told the goddess a joke
And hoped she, at the least, would smile
But her lips did not curve
No smile did I observe
I gave up at the end of my guile

Then the goddess told me a joke
I was determined to not laugh, smile or grin
But soon I cried on her lap
And she laughed and she clapped
Her joke was to my chagrin

June 22, 2020

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Coffee Shop Spirituality ~*~

My guru, can you serve me A cup of hot clarit-tea? Are these tea leaves organic From fair trade bilvam trees? Can you put extra chai In my chaitanya brew? You are the ghee in the milk So please use full fat - instead of 2 Yes, I will treat myself To a slice of this nice nirvana loaf A welcome change from the usual Butter spread on burnt toast I am sustained by your grace - not by bread So I'll have a warmed up cheese crescent To match the crescent - on your head Plastic udrani, paper paathiram - I know Let's have the mocha for here But I'll take the moksha - to go 👣🙏 Feb 22, 2020

Astrology

I've spent too much time Looking up at the stars I wondered why some wander I wondered why some stand still I wondered how they determine my fate I don't care for them now The glow from your face Distracts all sorts of star gazers Including me The beauty marks on your right cheek - The constellation under which I am reborn And the twinkle in your eye Is my north star Feb 20, 2017

Giving goodbyes

I never gave her anklets So her foot steps don't make music I never gave her bangles So her wrists don't jingle melodies I never gave her sarees So her midriff is always covered I never gave her jasmine So her hair smells only of shampoo But I wrote her poems of love And worshiped her as my own goddess Kunju, I haven't given you everything I wanted But my heart and soul hang from your ears Like the earrings I never gave you Kissing your cheeks Following the sways of your steps Oct 7, 2014

Milan Somasundaram

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