Maa and her Bingoman!

[Doorbell rings. Kamala, an elderly woman sitting in the living room, keeps down the newspaper and troubles herself to the door. She opens it to find her 25-something grandson Sunny standing in front of her. Without saying a word, she kisses his forehead.]

You never arrive

[Following poem was written in just 10 minutes. Yay! :D  
 Prompt was the title itself.]

You never arrive

Fish on the table

Just the way you like it

I eat now to remain alive

But you never arrive

Beer in my hand

Clean water in the pool

Alone I hate to dive

But you never arrive

Weeds I just uprooted

Ron playing in the lawn

You loved to water the soil

But you never arrive

Files on the desk form a heap

Reminding of promises I have to keep

I try to find a meaning to survive

But you never arrive

Tears in my eyes back then

"Don't go to the war, John!" I had cried

Rest assure my hope won't die

But you never arrive

As a prey

[Our first attempt at Kasen writing (collaborative poetry) as part of Creative Writing course. Collaborators: Sachin and a third guy (whose name I forgot to ask). 1st stanza is the given prompt (aka hokku). The poem flows in alternating 3-line and 2-line stanzas; we took turns to write them. Everything was done in less than 45 minutes. So, yes, it's a rushed up piece of work with hardly any rhyme or meter. But it was so much fun! Each of us picking up where the other collaborator had left and trying our best to move the story forward. I think we did a good job. :D Collaborative poetry can be _very_ random (each poet writing about totally different stuff, and then piecing it together) but we took Ma'am's suggestion to write with a theme in mind. Enjoy and comment!]

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As a prey

Curving up, then down
Meeting blue sky and green earth
Melding sun and rain

Below it, he crawls ahead
Slow, with care, no sound is made