Jamuna's poems

THE SONG

I hear the murmuring of a song
far away somewhere,
It brings back an ancient heartache,
The melody now flows through
my bones and veins
stirring a tremor in my heart,
then slowly,slowly blurs into anonymity.

WHEN I LOOK INTO THE MIRROR

The mirror I look in
the reflections I see
Climbing trees with joy,
Flying kites beneath blue sky
Against wind high,
While crimson rays of sunshine
fell on the hill and pines
the memory as sweet as nectar
lives in my heart forever.
Once adolescence left behind
the responsibilities of adulthood came by,
drowning in love and hurt
mixed with joy and pain,
now children left for their independence
it is time to reflect on my life.
Looking at the mirror
reflections I see now
my secret self exposed,
I am now the one which was within me.

Dublin Creek -photo taken by JA

A lone bird looking for fish at Dublin Creek.