In The Middle Of The Year
In the middle of the year,
Seldom the sky shows his face.
The clouds reign with friends,
And, the land hails drops of rain.
The clouds play origamy with,
The folding flakes of their
Feather making rafts, boats, ships
One after another on the chest of
The sky, some restless clouds,
Fall to earth to feel the adventures
Of their life, to get into the
Embrace of the stream, river
Seas and oceans, to be evaporated
Again to meet their friends.
They smile, laugh and giggle,
With their hearts' content.
The sun sees this behind the,
Mountains of clouds, peeps
Sometimes, to give ray to,
The rain-bathed earth---
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Just Now, I Have Fallen In Love
Just now, I have fallen in love,
In love with my pure life!
Pure life which has deep faith,
Deep faith on my friends...
My friends, saved me while I,
While I was sinking, fighting,
Fighting with my weeping soul.
My weeping soul, who gave up hope,
Hope to live, to survive,
To survive against the odd days,
The odd days, moments, were eating away,
Eating away my innocent self.
My innocent self is now singing,
Singing the song of victory,
Victory over the abysmal fiend.
Fiend is defeated, let me thank my,
Friends, for giving me shade, shade
Shade of the cool great tree!
Let me, give them the bouquet of
Respect, love and affection!
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Love Me Or Not
Love me or you do not,
I won't ask you ever.
I know the path both
of love and hatred!
When I thought love was
there, we laughed,
cracked jokes, and
promised to meet..
Irresistible was that
magnetic charm to
imagine me in your
loving arms....
I could then feel
like a bird who
was going back home
after a long winter
journey! ! ! !
But, when I felt
love is a word which
is near to lust,
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Once Uopn A Time
We are swimming in the
Ocean of senses,
In the fire of anger,
And in the raft of
False emotive actions!
Someday, we must reach
At this point where
No warmth of young
Age greets us, no partying,
Or no sailing in the
Young hearts…….
Only a window,
The age old Poplar,
Or the childhood companion,
The backyard garden --
Become our friends…
What for we fight?
For this perishable body,
Will be losing its energetic
Cells with advancement
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Death, The Lover
By which name Should I call you,
O, Death?
The shadow man, or the king of the dark
Realm?
I have, on you my full honest
Faith,
Since I heard of your enormous
Fame.
You too follow my every
Footstep,
Now, I have made friendship with
Fate!
My sobs and sighs get their
Shape.
I don't anymore them
Hate;
Take me in your masculine
Arms,
Love me as you only can
Tame,
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I Keep My Griefs
I keep some griefs in
a cascade of my mind,
In hidden corner, with
great care, none can find.
The blurred face of my dead
father, who died immature death,
his love and care, the sweet words,
snatch my present confidence, faith.
What for I fight, what for?
Nothing stays, nothing,
on Time's vast shore.
Who am I to be remembered,
when the Emperors couldn't win,
Time, the atrocious, cruel time,
who can only destroy and ruin?
I open the cascade and
Shed tear for the unshaken days,
of my sorrowful heart.
Read the story of every page.
Knowing fully well,
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I'm For You
I'm for you ever,
my poem, my detachable self.
I don't hate the sadness,
the sorrow, and tear
of my wet eyes...
I'm made of flesh and blood,
so, all these human sufferings
come to torture my soul.
But, never I thought
to cast a scornful look
at life, as life is
a beautifully fabricated,
designed work by God.
Who am I do show anger
to the Master of this Art?
None, can reshape it,
with imposed grief,
grievance, and glumness!
God can only play
with his shades of emotions.
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In This Short Span..
I couldn't gather much from
This wonderful world!
As I came near to it,
It stepped back and furled.
So tiny I'm under the vastness
Of Nature and God's every craft!
I thought and knelt down,
To utter my prayer rapt.
I wanted to be one with
His colossal immense power.
I begged for his pure touch,
And blessings to shower.
'Mercy is the first virtue,
Which purifies a human mind.
You must be then near to me,
Shed your ego and be kind.
In this short span of life,
Nothing sticks to its place.
Time squeezes secs from us,
And we lag behind in race.
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Forgive Me My Lord...
If someday, I can not keep,
My temperament cool,
If someday, I happen to
Curse, a self-declared fool,
If I point my finger to them,
Forgive me my eternal Lord,
As a shepherd, you instruct, I
Can not drive them, homeward!
I know from my childhood-
Five fingers are not even,
A few are destroying purity,
The rest is near to heaven.
If I beg light for them,
They will attack my soul.
Darkness they prefer,
hell is their goal....
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Busy With Money-game
Stillness is gathering around,
The music is not heard.
I can not see the morning light
At my house's back yard.
The green trees are grey now,
I don't look at the sky.
The shadow of my afternoon,
Have become high and high!
The dear faces of neighbors,
Are not seen anymore.
I want to ask about them all,
But fail to reach their door!
I don't listen to cuckoo's song,
It's mixed with traffic horns.
I can't understand all these faults,
My childhood often mourns!
I loved my cats and cute kittens,
And wished to live with them.
Now-a-days I can not care as,
Busy with money game!
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