'Saturn'ic verses

He rotated around

All ignorant

Looked always

In the same direction

Round and round

he went profound.

The big ball of fire

Was all he could keep in count

Not counting the days

nor the months in which he spun

Smiling all round through

Turn and turn but he still wasn't done.

Far far away

many bodies apart

It does look rainbow coloured

Is it the Earth?

or is my insides torn apart?

Yes, the Earth it was

and there many a scribes spent

Days and years..

long , long ago.

They said it was the position:

and some said it wasn't.

But down it went,

Into the palmyra strips

The manuscripts were written

The verdict was given

Seven and half years of evil

and some more or be ill

Thats all she had heard

Sade sathi or ashtamatha shani

All through ,kept pondering

Why should the planets

be the reason for her shortcomings?

Just for Sunday scribblings

Who's at my window!?

It was a divine morning

Her tea was boiling

She took one mug out

And let her thoughts out!

Her eyes focussed on

all that was green

The skies so pretty

She felt it was a dream

The whistle brought her out,

out of her reverie

Only to hear the knock

tap, tap, tap

She smiled knowingly,

Let him wait-

I've just felt my way around

So need to focus straight.

She heard the tap again

Persistent yet stubborn,

She glanced askance

and turned back to her task

Mug in hand

song in her heart

walked away:

a different zone

Tap, tap, tap

she hears it again

This time from the glass pane

near her ears

Oh! oh!! he's not letting go

persistent is his knock

He needs to be given

A piece of his morning bread

Her hands stretches out

The morsel in hand

He pecks at her with a glance that says

you made me wait!

Why? Didn't you hear at all?

In response to the prompt at writer's island