Today I’m making
Rose-scented Biryani –
Happy Mother’s Day
Today I’m making
Rose-scented Biryani –
Happy Mother’s Day
Teaspoon of honey
Couple slices of ginger…
In a mug of tea
Numerous trails
Decorate the sky –
To where? I wonder
For almost ten years
Did he wait for his master
Loyal till the end
Some of them splatter
Whilst others simply bounce off –
Hailstones on windscreen
Wrong player sent off
Down 4-0 at half time…
Trophy-less again
Two month wait begins…
Reunited even though
We have yet to meet
Glad to be back home
Petals adorn my doorstep
Rows of blossom trees
Sunscreen clad tourists
Kohl around bedouin eyes –
Rose in the desert
Perched above Amman…
Roman remnants alongside
Umayyad ruins