Parallel universe


Creative genius she was not

Pretty pictures she could never paint

The five steps of tango she scarcely got right

Tying words into verse remained a constraint


Sparks of creation, alas eluded her!

And yet she made a thing of utmost wonder ...


A universe of her own!


Not imagined, in fancy, but real as the real world

A glorious space just for her and a friend of her!

Not a spruced up nest, or a secret inn,

Tucked away hidden in a remote corner!


But a world of open spaces

Parks and meadows, roads big n small

In the city, among the crowds

For all to see and yet unseen to all


A world where only love rules

Where she is adored and admired

Where she needs no privacy and knows no fear

Where nothing is barred and every act is inspired


Where the tyranny of time fades and space becomes still

The lightness of being floats in the mist

Sounds and sights of the real world vanish

Though they never cease to exist


Creative genius she was not

And yet she - and her friend - created such a wonder

A universe of her very own that is most dear to her!




Abhay B. Joshi