Money & Fame,
These are materialistic things,
Two vices of this society.

No one is happy,
Entirely with just these things,
They always want more..

But the these are,
Nothing at all compared to love,
They do realize this fact...

As I expected,
Nothing exceptional happened to anyone.

Earth remains,
What happened to the ancient prophecy?

That's why I say,
Predictions & Probabilities Are *BASELESS!

I feel so good when I am loved.
Getting loved is not in my control.
But I can still love you honestly.

You stay busy with your preferences,
Exchanging love is my Preference,
I love you so much, but I fear you too.

There was a girl named Nancy,
Her habits were all outgoing.
Once she became too busy,
Directly for nine months.
Thanks to all of her habits,
Blocked're all the incoming.
She did not want PregNancy.

She was impregnated by a boy,
His hormones uncontrollable.
Worked not any of the Pills,
Now busied for 9 months.
Used to each 1 of the thrills,
But none of it was avoidable.
Thanks to her being a tomboy..

Nancy was the girl in pregnancy,
Her repentance was no point.
Old habits are hard to go,
She may not be loyal.
Now she hides it,
For avoiding it.
The insult...

As for the boy here,
Aged just 15 like her.
He fumbled to suicide,
And she was destroyed.
She can't name the baby,
Not now, not now at all.
How will she name the baby?

As it was supposed to be,
She will behave a ******,
Will she name him Jesus?

Present age is as horrible as anything
Present day is as gloomy as anything
Present time is as unforgiving as hell

This is what I feel.

But I'll make my present worthwhile,
Someday surely in another life.

I have been hypnotized,
You've really jinxed me,
Such are your charms...
Loving me presdigitator,
Was a very lovely stake,
Kissing me in dreams...
Having loved me fullest,
Xeroxing all your traits,
Oh you have loved me...
Zesty & savory flavours,
Celebrating the festival,
Asking not what is love...
Barring nothing we feel,
Drafting the instrument,
The instrument of love...
Picking colorful flowers,
Years to follow decades,
Everything seems cute...
Unique friends we are,
Guests in garden of life,
Jaded our relationship...
Frisking different angles,
Many plans still being set,
Nearer to our hearts daily...
Version old never scaring,
Quickly vanishing worries...

I know not how I get projected as a shy guy,
Weird presumption, I would now just say.

People come speak to me for like a few hours,
They just don't interest me enough to invite replies.

But most often, it happens in the classrooms!
Teachers are oftentimes the ones with this complaint!

Is only some overtly tough subject eligible for my thoughts,
For my words, for my questions and for my answers?

The two doctors remained busy,
Professional lives & societal liabilities,
They had much to look after including drinks.
They did not care even a bit for the only child,
Professional calls for societal nursing,
The two ignored their daughter.

She sent an email to her father,
It said that she had enjoyed it once,
And she won't refrain herself having it again.
And reading the mail her parents were angry,
Father forgot relations & killed her,
Mother tried tampering proofs.

Had this dream been exclusively mine only,
I would not have worried this way about it,
I actually would not have tried at all for it...

Greater good is imminent above the horizon,
We have got to just peer beyond the problem,
We could not get better if we do not try for it..

This place around us two if it gets the better,
You are not alone here facing farce of time,
You have wishes & love for better strength.

You are the prime one out who smiles cute.

I have set the priorities in my life,
You're my top priority future wife,
What bothers you is my top strife.
I chuck those parts out of my life,
You should not worry future wife,
What in front of you is such a strife.
Over me I give you exclusive rights.

Me.
I am much privileged in my own life.
I am the only born child of my parents.
I am loved by my parents and by my lover.
I am adored by my lover who feels truly for me.

Parents.
Their dear love is one among some of my privileges.
They could provide me with a lavish brought-up.
They now tolerate my being in love with her.
They know deep inside that she's the one.

Her.
She is the best gift in this moorland life of mine.
She got my mind's inner eye transfixed at herself.
She is a cute person who loves me as if she is loony.
She makes my life so beautiful and so is her beauty.
She definitely is a privilege to me but doesn't get it.
She surely puts up a surly face to my being busy.
She playfully ignores this fact and pulls my leg.

Together.
All of the entities are equally indispensable in my life.
All in the ascending order of priority I have told about.
All but yes, she often teases me with her cutest tantrums.
All of it I will never mind any of these mood swings of her.

Because.
My parents also bore mine when I was a kid.
My demands were all met just about anyhow.
My responsibility will grow after we get married.
My children-our children will also have their needs.

The fantastic witch,
The second-in-command,
She's dead.

She was 89,
And though she wasn’t mine,
I feel a teacher died.

She writes poems for me,
But I am still stuck there.

She tries so hard for me,
But I just can't respond.

She obviously suffered a lot,
But I even have had suffered.

That way I think she understands me,
But my happiness she can not induce.

I will hold you in my arms whenever you need me to.
I would be a better man altogether with you being my guiding light.
I would seek refuge in your eyelids when the world stands up against me.


You'll find all bitterness straining out of our relation.
You'll love it, the relation and the feelings me & you get with time.
You'll find me by your side in the middle of the desert of the world.


We'll be happy while having all what we would need.
We'll stay close to each other by remaining close to the heart.
We'll love like never before forgetting all the negatives we have.

If I lose my father,
I will be an orphan.

If I lose my mother,
I will be an orphan.

If I lose my loved one,
I will be an orphan.

Yes I know it's your first language,
But don't let overconfidence get in,
And never let it bring you negatives.

What's pure & divine?
An early morning sunrise,
Sun peeking through the trees,
Darkness giving way to the bright,
Observing the sky turn yellow from gray,
Birds singing welcome to the new day,
Listening what these early hours say.

@OfficeOfRG hacked their own account,
Then blamed the prime minister for it!
How they just reject the Digital India,
They want to take the nation back...
They are not faithful to humanity,
INC is not good for the nation...
And AAP follows the fashion!

As I push you harder,
I need to pull you closer,
For our union to complete.

I want to go back in time.
No, not just a few years.
No, not even till earlier than my birth.

I want to go back in time.
Full two hundred years.
Yes, I want to get a set of quill & parchment.

I want to come back to this time.
Complete two hundred years.
People might ask me, 'Why do you want to do all this?'

I want to travel time surely.
And reach back to this time securely.
I want to fetch just a pair of quill & parchment.

I want to travel time surely.
People would surely discourage me.
But all I want is to be back with quill & parchment.

I want to travel time back & forth.
People would ask me why.
Even you would want to know the reason.

I want to travel & get antique quill & parchment for writing love letters to you.
Yes, I want to make it appear classic.
People would tell me that I could get the same even in today's world.

But I still want to travel time & fetch antique quill & parchment.
Yes, perhaps I'm crazy - crazy for you.
Now the people would understand why I want to travel time.

I do not need anything else much.
Just your love nothing else much..
It is my quintessentially felt love...

So my dear, come to me swinging.
Teach me how to live, I need you..
I know only love, not how to live...

Many of them often think of me quirky,
Poor!!! Poor people as they fail to make,
Make out new found aplomb in my life.

Maybe I should accept the accusations,
Please them with all my sugary words,
Much of them will mould their opinion.

Myself changing is unnecessary really,
Plus she loves the original defacto me,
My darling you make me feel carefree.

In Bhaarat, the Lok Sabha
Requires a 10th attendance
To function.

Yet, they hardly work,
But they consume
Our resources.

Because Raam is a deity,
They observe Raam Navmi.

Nothing good about it except
That it is actually Aaraam Navmi.

And we can laze around for long.

Hindi in Devnagri script:

वो सुबह के सूर्य का प्रकाश,
प्रज्वलित करता है तुम्हारी ये कांति.
तुम्हें देख कर ही होती मेरी भोर है,
तुमसे मिल कर मेरा रोम-रोम विभोर है.


Transliterated to Latin script:

Wo subah ke soorya ka prakaash,
Prajwalit karta hai tumhaari ye kaanti.
Tumhe dekh kar hi hoti meri bhor hai,
Tumse mil kar mera rom-rom vibhor hai.


Translated to English:

That morning sunlight,
Enlightens your radiant face.
Seeing you my morning happens,
Please know it that meeting you I have gotten goosebumps.

Yesterday you were in my mouth,
Even I was enjoying ******* you,
And you melted between my lips,
Hot lips of mine made you drips.

On the cusp of love you waited to burst,
Heaving your ***** in a heavy workout.

Your depth was deeper than I thought,
Entering my mouth were all your juices,
And I gave you what you always sought,
Heavens I visit while eating you, ice cream.

Just come on, come and descend,
Upon me like a playful fox,
Seeming like eternity,
Trusting you.

Come here,
Over here,
Magically,
Excellently.

Tomorrow is unforeseen,
On the cusp of uncertainty.

Mangoes we deserve after such harsh winters,
E*erily quiet is this dead midnight approaching.

Our petrol sedan,
Looks so elegant and
Classy

Now running in its 7th year,
Still appears so new and
Sassy

Škoda its maker,
Runs on a VW engine and
Chassis

In your story you are the protagonist.

While *I am a dutiful caretaker,
I want you to let me sink,
Lower & deeper into your eyes,
Loving we have come to each other.

A* a true lover and admirer *I am,
Listen to my heartbeat someday,
When I will not miss your glam,
Amazing is this love they'll say,
Yours I will forever be the dam,
Shall I ever miss you madam?

Lean down I will to kiss you,
On your forehead, cheeks & lips,
Very softly I will be kissing you,
Entering you it will be a bliss.

You love and desire me so much,
Of your craze I am so crazy,
Unnatural your faith is.

My dream is coming true in you,
You I will always be so thankful.

Pushing my efforts I always am,
Oath of love is unbreakable here,
On this lovely and smooth tram,
Jinx they may but none we fear,
Always be happy with you I am.

The old Horse 🐎,
It is not Norse.
It's a Trojan Horse,
Bred in an Italian Stable.
They utter lies,
About time that flies.
But we realise the real lies.

It is me who changed,
I now know who to blame.

For she is just like her self,
She didn't change at all.

No, I do not blame her,
For she is exactly the same.

She is just like she was,
Still video chatting clothless.

The difference is that I'm here,
The new one is overseas.

He has told me everything.

When I was roughly your age,
I too sought to break the cage,
And I had that newfound rage.

When I was posed with attractions,
I too was brought to distractions,
And I had the highest visions.

When I was counted among the cream,
I too sought to keep the bigger dream,
And I thought that I had the better team.

When I was expecting my team will help me learn,
I too turned a robot and stopped trying to yearn,
And I knew not that there was more than money to earn.

When I was supposed to learn flying,
I too was totally busy in dreaming,
And I knew not how later I'd be feeling.

Harshly I trod upon the ground,
Even as I get tired I do not stop,
Atypical life I am leading alone,
Very lonely I edge towards death,
Youth seems to be fading away.

Blessings all seem to fade away,
Lying on the bed I will take rest,
In my usual days I suffer pain,
She has given me enough of it,
Too much is never a definition,
Easy is to bear this pain I invited,
Reddish-brown these toes get,
Should not be anything else.

On my head lingers this probability,
None might be with me during my end.

May my sufferings end soon,
Yes I need help with my state.

Toiling hard to lose weight,
On a weight loss spree I am,
Exhausted is the will to live,
So hard I strive to survive.

Showering her love she is not anymore,
Her healing touch is not here any longer,
Owe I do my life to my parents today,
Unending ordeal it may seem today,
Let some time pass and it may shine,
Dub the suffering as another exam.

Now I just wish you to shine, oh life,
Of light be the torch bearer, oh life,
Today I will request you, oh life.

Beautifully you can also be bettered,
Exploring you I have been always.

Do not be so harsh, oh life,
I** am definitely so tired now,
A ray of hope I see in the future,
Better be somewhat happier,
Especially when I request,
Till few days I want to live happily,
Eating some good ice-cream,
So please let me breathe, oh misery.

I want to take you away, dear,
Forcefully or not it's your wish.
Of your beauty I am an admirer,
Your veiled sweet internal beauty.
Even you are not aware of that,
Changing bodies like clothes,
I remember our past lives.

I wanted to be born again in this life,
For that I wanted her to be my wife.

But alas, she grew up too quickly,
Too different and too indifferent.

What I lost is not just a lover,
I lost a part of my total soul.

Now I should realize that,
Which I was ever escaping.

I have been always made to realize,
That only I will always be with me.

Only been able to picture myself alone,
'Cause they all leave me at the end of it.

Have I not been just watching them go,
Is she too not just an imposter of them?

Baby, I miss your smiles,
I love my laughter even more.

Baby, I miss your voice,
I enjoy my silence even more.

Baby, I miss your eyes,
I nourish my health even more.

Baby, I miss your heart,
I listen to my heartbeats even more.

Baby, I miss losing myself in you,
But yes, I have found myself again.

We use ETBR in the laboratory,
Ethidium Bromide is a poisonous dye,
And it is to be used carefully,
RedSafe is an even deadlier alternative.

Give special attention to its use,
Low - very low amount will do,
Or it can cause health problems,
Victory over nature can be constructive,
Exposure to it can cause cancer,
Should our efforts help in medicine.

Also used is an alternative marker dye,
Lacuna not entertained in it either,
Wear gloves always in the laboratory,
Always in this field of proteomics,
Youth may be affected otherwise,
S**hall be always keeping myself protected.

Previous Life

You were Kripacharya's sister,
Born out of Earth as his twin,
You were unlike the brother,
Shantanu took both of you with him.

In his chariot you were taken,
To the king Shantanu's fort,
There both learnt archery,
Here was that I fell in love with you.

I was bestowed with a boon,
Immortality was needless,
I gave it up for our son,
Aśvatthāma was immortal instead.

I preferred mortality like you.

Present Day**

Just like you even I was reborn,
Love story was to be completed,
Experience makes me extreme,
And you reject me profusely...

Our love remains incomplete.

I could just not see,
Though in front of me.

I am surely very devastated,
Through my lover, I got cheated.

I don't want to be with anyone now,
Throw who will my love surely very low.

Your midnight hour is my midday,
The sun blazes red hot overhead,
Your hotrod is much more cool,
The people here're just expended,
Your calm moon is our blazing sun.

The midnight here is lost in cooling,
Your 125ºF will be our 52ºC,
We get that often.

But you never get that normally.

So you are a God-fearing person,
I see...
You are suffering from a delusion,
You see..
Because you can certainly never truly,
Convince me.

If God is still alive and taking care of us,
Why you're in worshipping & afraid.
Of Him & the fabricated demons,
Inside of you and in others..
Holding onto His lanyard,
Day & night...

Oh no, oh no,
No, Abdul, No.

It's not what you assume,
Not at all the religion of peace.

But yes, you guys drink camel ****,
So, yes, you definitely follow it.

With ***** on your head,
I see you dancing in the desert.

Yes, you follow it closely,
The black book of Satan.

What you are is nowhere peaceful,
Yours is not a faith in peace.

No, Abdul, no, what you follow is
The Religion of Camel ****.

Shantih

After discarding the remains,
Of a troubled past mangled with lies,
All that remains is happiness.
My eye-water bereaved me long ago,
Since she came to me at a go,
I turned bereft going crazy after her.
Her breath scents up my life,
Sweet flavour of the first kiss worthy,
Of being as tasteful as elixir.

Do you remember that day,
Oh papa and mummy, eh?
Remember that day when
All of this Earth stood still,
Every bird in air froze still,
Not due to December's chill,
1990, 23rd day of December,
Your Angel was born that day?

This is a sweet reminder,
That the best is still to come,
Our relationship can only shine.

Be the Dumbledore of your own life,
Let poetry be there for your mornings.
Write happier poetry in gloomy days,
Do not let the gloom get your better.
Aggressive poetry in frustrated days,
Would surely help drown frustrations.
Leave no space for sadness as a poet,
Create a space for happiness in life.
I showed the back door to negatives,
Now all is so positive except for ****!

The left hemisphere of my brain,
-Yes the very one I feel for you from-
Keeps on repeating just a phrase,
-3 words and 10 characters & spaces-
Don't you know what phrase it is?
-Okay I will re-re-re-re-re-re-repeat it-
For the umpteenth time I say it,
-I lost count with the passage of time-
But as it is for you I must repeat it,
-My Lovely Little One, *I Love You-

The first buffalo IVFed in India,
And the world is named Pratham.

It was produced by Hand-Guided Cloning technique,
By the Animal Biotechnology scientists here at NDRI.

High precision was not enough,
100% accuracy was the need here.

But now they have developed techniques using micromanipulator,
Still it requires expertise and it's only a tad bit convenient & easier.

The youngest cloned buffalo born is named Rajat,
It is both alive since July 23, 2014 and also kickin' its keepers.

A** beautiful person is sought,
To fill in colours of happiness,
Upon a big blank page of mine,
Love pearls could be rethreaded.

Now success is on the horizon,
Even though I have tried all along,
Every time I have failed to achieve,
Drawing even closer to success is life,
So have been the recent days of mine.

Loneliness haunts me like ghosts,
Of the future-past will have come,
Vanished from my life are all joys,
Edging closer to the end of my days.