Chapter 9
Going Home.

More haiku, this one about koi.

One can keep watching for days when the kingfishers decide to hover or sit on perches blankly staring at the waters, and suddenly diving into the pools to come back with their catch.

I wrote this set of Haikus about water.

A poem on the life of people in the village of kerala, a state in India.

A soothing, relaxing and quiet place that you can go to just to lose all track of time.

Let us not leave the next generation deprived of those heavenly luxuries pertaining to nature, which we once enjoyed for granted.

Teenage girls who depose tyrants.

An insight into whats going on in and around my garden this week…

This is a poem with a moral about a boy who played near water.