The nature’s clouts
Stabs to make us sense
Her occurrence
Again and again
Yet again
Rumbling gales, shattering typhoons,
And life intimidating seismic activity
Mark us exceptionally anxious
About our breathes and there after
Lies a plethora of secrets
Yet to come,
Will blew us black and blue
Nostalgic about the noble timeworn days
I will someday make this
Turn into imagination from reality!
But up till than
We will have to writhe
Extreme hardship
And extreme hardship.
Jul 12, 2021
Jul 12, 2021 at 1:27 PM UTC
(With regards to International Workers’ Day)
Who said workers are only workers?
They are a gift of heaven
They come for social good;
But return with lots of deterrence
You may treat them like engines
But always remember
There is also a worker
Somewhere within you
Who is keen to protect the dignity
Of these outdoor workers.
Workers are not only workers…
Above all, they are humans
Just like you and me.
Jul 12, 2021
Jul 12, 2021 at 1:25 PM UTC
Now every day is a challenge
A hard-hitting task to accomplish
Morning gives me a parcel of works
Evening ceases my cognizance from me
And night…
What to say?!
Takes away my kip.
But encounters are what makes life interesting
Appending them gives me pleasure
Overshadowing them gives me eternal happiness.
Jul 12, 2021
Jul 12, 2021 at 1:24 PM UTC
Poet is he who
Transcribed this verse
He who saw the nature
He who touched the sky
He who felt the birds
He who heard the river
He who tasted this Earth.
May 15, 2021
May 15, 2021 at 11:51 AM UTC
Yesterday I sat
between the arms of
my loving mother,
the tree ! O tree !
Fail to realise I sat
unaltered untarnished
And do you know
What I saw!
The sun was trying to
lug the waters of the tarn
amidst which
was I and you together.
Mar 7, 2021
Mar 7, 2021 at 12:01 AM UTC
There is a vast green tract
And a fresh bluish course
A mile from here.
There is a big sinewy tree
And profuse green tea
A mile from here.
There is also a groovy human race
And a grabby human face
A mile from here.
But there is no humanity
Nor sanity
Anywhere round here.
Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 4:53 AM UTC
Who can get out the charm
the belle of the chilled
glacial waters of heavenly sapphire
love dipped, sanctity filled
Mansarovar.....
I sat beside them
which impervious to express
like the occult hallucinations of one
compelled me to sob
To cry beside the waters
not on my sins
but on my known viles.
Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 3:06 AM UTC
Life is so wretched
You are not effectual
You are bound to desociate
If not today than some day
If not now than then
So why not enjoy today?
Why not enjoy now?
So is it? Life so miserable....
Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 3:03 AM UTC
Yesterday, I wore a ring
a gilded placid ring
and I went through my day
ulterior .
I gave a norchalant
Visage towards my left dactyl
when i found a golden
stuff pendant on .
I drew it and gazed at it
Wow! It is a sign of eternity
a thing which never outsets nor sets.
Aug 3, 2020
Aug 3, 2020 at 2:18 PM UTC