Six Micropems by Jatinder Aulakh

Wave

Don't say me 

goodbye!

I am ocean 

and 

you are a wave,

You will have to 

come back

In my arms!

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Mirror

They Said that we don't

Want to see your face.

I replied, "I have no face,

I am a mirror". 

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Newspaper

Reading the newspaper 

in the morning

And waiting for a cup of coffee

Is like exploring the world at home.

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Light

Demon of past

Forced me to slavery

Of unfavorable and 

Unpleasant concerns.

A prodigious light

Came upon me

To unchained my spirit.

I am unconstrained now.

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A Sage in Contemplation

A Banyan tree standing quite

Wind blows and leaves play music

Birds come to spend the night.

I can't understand his dialect.

I can just watch

A sage in deep contemplation

From ancient ages.

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Restive Souls

I am laying

in the open courtyard 

looking at the flying clouds,

In dim light

A flying bird appeared on the sky, 

Suffocated night 

And some loafing

Restive souls.

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© Jatinder Aulakh

Amritsar, Punjab, India 

Mobile- 9815534653

poetaulakh@gmail.com

Poet Jatinder Aulakh was born in 'Kohali' a small village of Indian province Punjab situated near India-Pakistan border. He has been editor of Hindi and Punjabi literary journal 'Meghla'. His articles and poetry have been published in leading newspapers and magazines. Jatinder Aulakh has been a columnist in several newspapers. By profession, he is a Homeopathic Doctor and his research work about archaeological sites has been well recognized. Nowadays he is literary editor of 'Punjabi Writer Weekly' New York based newspaper and publishing works of the writers from all around the world.