Comments about Pankajam Kottarath
Without A Penny
After a sight seeing trip I return home early dawn
exhausted a bit, yet reinforced from within.
I open the gate. My pet dog comes
wagging its tail, like a pendulum,
for a loving pat, and is back
on his cement couch staring at nothing.
A pair of mynahs studying the architecture of wind
sitting on a fragile branch of the guava tree