Tulsi – 2
Standing like a guard
At the gate of my emotions
Guiding me to do this and not that
Staring at me
In anger at times
But frustrated
With my inability to rhyme
Or resonate
With your changing moods
or colours
With every season
Will you abandon me
Or embrace
Does not matter so much
So long as I remain the reason
Of the pains that shriveled leaves
Display
In the courtyard of quivering sounds
Of devotees at your bank
Of river of irreverent smiles