Childhood Once More
I can’t get it back, never again
The fantasyland, the windowpane rain
The azure patch, a shrub of green
I’ve lost them all, you know what I mean!
Taken away, my mid days alone
Living my whims, in a world of my own
The galloping horse, looming monsters
Braving it all, the witch’s dark curse!
The dimple cheeked girl with little red curl
She was a fairy with a heart of pearl
By a magic wand she turned to angel
It was no dream, no fairytale!
I rode the horse, the one that rocks
Time flew by, old grew the clocks
Beckoned by the sky, I wish I could soar
Just to get the child back, and live it once more!
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The Departing Wish
The dying body wanted to say something
Too frail, it spoke only with eyes
One can do little around the time it dies!
The wife, the son, the ones close to him
Pressed the ears on the faintly parting lips
Death is surely winning, yea, its scale tips!
The body lay dying with just enough to cover shame
Audience was the living witness, of this silent mayhem
Eager to know the last word, or some last name!
The dying’s eyes dilated before they narrowed to slit
It couldn’t say, they didn’t know, what was it?
“Naked I was born, and make me that as I perish,
Remove my clothes”, was its last departing wish!
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Bigford Bunny
Bigford Bunny, Bigford Bunny, can you hear me?
If you don't hear me, leave behind a penny.
Bigford Bunny, Bigford Bunny, can you see me?
If you don't see me, how can god, can he?
Bigford Bunny, Bigford Bunny, can you help me?
If you can't, or you won't, you are one of many.
Bigford Bunny, Bigford Bunny, why I call you twice?
You are no god, just a mortal, and that's no surprise.
At will you buy, you occupy, even the outer space
Pollute the pole, lust for the whole, and change the earth's face.
Bigford bunny, big and rich, the world is your empire
You have only today for fun and play, let the future burn in hellfire.
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Fairytale Rains
For long there’s no rain, for long
The dying soil stretches its tongue
Towards the firmament, begging on its knees
‘Rain, come rain, even if a little, please’!
It’s eons since the clouds squeezed out
The last drops, knowing they’re all in vain
No yield would come of them, no sprout
Horrified they wilted to be never back again!
The race progressed with their grim toil
Forgetting rain is born in the soil
Dreaming of a distant thunder
Yearning the clouds to come asunder!
My grandpa told me a fairytale
That once on earth the rain fell
It washed the body and made souls clean
Lives shot up to make the earth green!
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To be with you
I have waited through the day
To go home in the evening
And tell you what I've to say
For the bliss they would bring.
So many things I forgot
In the morning's rush
Each pearl of a thought
Will from my lips gush.
For the joy to knock your door
I must hasten and go fast
All my thoughts in store
Must reach you till they last.
I know you'll be there
Staring through the window
Your face glowing fair
In your eyes the ocean's flow.
I must bow a little low
When you will take me in
You'll know what I mean
And kiss me on my chin.
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Missing Your Love
Don't I miss you?
On my way home
On a dimly lit evening
Or an empty afternoon
Without you coming up to me
Rubbing and licking my hands
Your eyes overflowing with love!
Don't I miss you?
When the rain lashes
And you don't come up to me
Seeking a little warmth
With your bones chilled to the marrow
And I take you in under the shade
When your eyes are filled up with love
And mine with unexplained tears!
Don't I miss you?
In my moments of extreme happiness
When you no more jump up to me
To give me a long and joyous hug
Your eyes filled with unspoken love
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A Tale of Four Lives
The two brought their parents no glory, all they brought was shame
One was convicted of murder; the other eloped with a dame
The parents were left alone with a son getting life term in jail
About the other was nothing known, of him no one could tell!
They pined away in grief, before their tears dried up
Life was all a dark alley, full was misery’s cup
Thus rolled the years, then came the appointed date
If ever the forlorn souls could know their lost son’s fate!
Their lives broken and their dreams shattered
They went to their graves, it little mattered
What about the sons, what happened to them?
One died in jail, the other lost his dame!
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Through Nights of Thunder
A few moments and then snap
None is there in the gallery to clap
Yet be on the road, the job is not done
You are still left with a long way to run.
Through nights of thunder and days of fire
You may slow down, the body may tire
But get up and go soon, the job is not done
Something is always left, you must run.
The merciless time is so fast ticking away
The path often elusive, your mind may sway
You can't afford to pause, with so much undone
You have to get going, cannot end the run.
You are the master, you fired the shot
You and your dream, they're all you got
So little is covered, still much to be done
You must go on, there's a long way to run.
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Harvest
The winter haze hangs on the meadow,
In the veiled sun the ghostly apparitions
Mourn the ritual of yet another day,
To smell the wet exudation of the grass,
To till the field praying for the sun!
Once a while moos pierce the silence
Joined by the clangs of the tiny bells
That adorns the creatures as mournful
As the ones goading them to move on!
They bellow when unable to take anymore,
Hoping for a miracle that would unburden
And bring a freedom only yearned in dreams!
But as ordained the pale orb grows bright.
God frantically pours his passion in the disc
Colors of which spill over in the firmament!
Blazes in another day of harvesting hopes.
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Though I'm Not As Bright
You give me hard tasks to do miss
You make me stand on one leg
I wish I could know all the things
But how do I know, I beg?
You ask me a thousand questions
I must answer them right
I wish my little brain knew everything
But not everybody can be as bright!
You ask me to do the hardest sums
I must get the steps all right
You think I am one of those bums
But not everybody can be as bright!
You write in my diary I'm doing bad
You make me show it to dad
Though you know I'm not as bright
You cause me my bitterest plight!
You think my excuses utterly lame
Finding fault with whatever I say
But though I'm not as bright as them
I'll surely grow up one day!
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