Courtesy: N Siddhartha and Sweta


Some things are hereditary.

Not necessarily from parents or grandparents.

You can inherit them from elements.


Look at the Earth!  So shy and recluse and introvert

For the last few months of Fall

Now romps on the ramp

In exotic costumes

Walking asymptotically

Assured of her grace

Wafting onlookers to the bourns of ecstasy!


On her trail

Even heavens grow Goosebumps

For having watched her

Without batting an eyelid!


NS Murty

12th JUNE 2009



  1. Sunamu, thank you for this! I love the way the poem is constructed so beautifully; serious to start and a surprising twist of humour at the end. So refreshing!

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