clouds are visible, efforts are not
strike of the wind and sun's heat;
disturbs the water for good and bad
blows the realism to sky's head;
It is the garden but not of Eden
through the spinal and mind is the den;
it cries out and aloud
bring me the rain of glorious cloud.

Lakes are my love in every essence
trees are always my green preference
my pleasure lies in the murmur of wind
feeling the water inside brings the peace to the mind
cooking Lahsa as my morning food
plucking flowers for my lovely mood
painting the ripples of the water
writing the nature of value greater
living a life of truth and loyalty
Brewing the day with green royalty

Living a very simple and frugal life
Holding a card  of own maxim hike
Half  a pint filled with  thin wine
Rest living a water drinker life
It's serenity is same at two and five
Buzzing is admired in the bee hive
It flowed in the unique picturesque style
Reflecting my aspirations within my psych
I walked with it on my bike
Found it running after a while
Paving it's way even from gap pointlike
Nourishing the green with crystalline
It Moved forward with  fluidly delight

Already within us, what we chase
full of abundance but not in meagre
Not hidden in the depth of oceans
Not burned by the falling of Sun
Not crushed by the Andes
It is within us, around us
we seek fortune but it's not real
it can be felt when rightfully braven
all when time and space calmly given.

It only comes, it will not go,
feel is given once you stick,
endure the blow that for slow,
regain the power of realm kick;
better be the rain of glow,
illuminate the light to the thick,
call the power of fellow,
build the actual brick by brick.

one walks, eats, sees things and their offspring
deals with what has to be done and sharply blunt
the broken vacuum cleaner, making the dinner
writing orders to mabel, washing, bookbinding and reading the novel
then one chase the freedom, that too out of boredom
one moves and moves away, to smell the loneliness clay
sitting there by a lake, one lights up the flame
one wanders with stillness, even darker than the darkness
they just left me here, now i have to go where
the water flows, sun rises and comes the morning surprises
one cooks the morning meal to **** the hunger ordeal
Lahsa was one's choice, one eats and rejoice
kissing the green grass, one adores nature's class
holding compass in one's hand, one sees the forest grand
peace was one all needed, happiness only one greed
outward stress all burned, one peacefully returned

Why do you mean so much to me?
Why do i mean so much to you?
Why do you command me to love you?
If i fail to love you, you are angry
You threaten me with great sorrow
As if not to love you were not sorrow enough
Whisper in my ears that i may hear your words
Mt heart has ears ready to listen to you
Open them wide and whisper in my heart
Do not hide your face away from me
For i would gladly meet my death to see it
Not to see it would be death indeed
My soul is in ruins, i ask you to remake it
If you will keep record of my inquities
who as strength to bear it?

The sun sets and rises the very same way
the moon shines and fades the darkness away
humans lies and lies in a very upright way
nature digests it all with the smell of clay
realism was the truth of the earth's way
these meagre liars lies and dances on play
their soul is ***** and gets the deserved slay
The Almighty gave us realism as the only way
to live, to see, to speak and keep these away
i too have jumped into this but now gave away
living with lakes, forest and morning prayers spray
being truthful to the soul is the only way
life has become beautiful, blissful of a tray
green has been added, what removed has been grey