Nature is supreme
It was tampered a lot
We exploited it
Without giving a thought
When it came nature's
turn of reaction
We are feeling sad
But it is not like that
The nature is detoxifying our habitat
And telling us our limits are what
It is time to understand
Nature is the mother of all of us
When it teaches us
It is completely calm
And we feel ****

I want to be happy
in an environment
Where fear is growing on
while show is going on
Nothing is wrong
But nobody can song
Hospitals are full
But other activities
are silent & dull
Seeing this
I keep lull &
Scratch my
Skull.

Engineer's thinking
Arrives at the drawing
Makes design from drawing
Design When comes to field
It joins humanity
Engineer's from here
Preferences begin.

Engineer a true secular
Its purpose is relative to humanity
Irrespective of America or Iran
Measure is the same everywhere
This is his religion & faith.

Engineer's passion
Earth, Sky and Sea
Made the possibilities
Everywhere was he
Realities to him
Can not hide for a moment
That's where he becomes
A machine only
Involved in consciousness
Efficiency becomes everything

Eating, drinking, living
There is no avoiding them
Mountains,plains, sea
Becomes his home
Vegetarian, non-vegetarian
Same for him
Engineer is complete global
Where he finds interesting work
Becomes a citizen there.

Winter ! Winter!
You Made me a sprinter
from bed to the kitchen
Shower seems
a haunted flower
and tap seems as
a whistle blower

She is happy with my heart
I am happy knowing about
her this beautiful art
Called stealing
But in result is healing

The condition of heart is
fickle like episodes on mobile
Beautiful hands stopped the words
to come out of mouth but
It is difficult to stop eye emotions
The scattered beauty of the ringlets
And the dignified ornaments
My eyes have stuck to it
But it is not possible to prevent
the pen  from writing.

Cinemas are for entertainment
Coachings are for education
Showrooms for shopings
Restaurants for outings
When all are mixed up
in one they make a Mall
Which once were considered
as a flagship of capitalism
Corona turned them in desolation
And it has proved a back stabbing
for the capitalism
Cause now Malls will be the last
to come into the activism

Those who pass away
Never comes back
Our life is simply left
as a burning memories track
Every night occupied by stars
creates an illusion of her presence
Redness of the sun in every
morning and evening
reminds of her aura & grace
When clouds in full afternoon
create a cool zone
it reminds of her caring nature
but as soon as clouds disappear
Then the same sad feeling repeats
Those of pass away
Never comes back
Our life is simply left
as a burning memories track
When the flowers are seen blooming
It reminds of her beautious face
When a bumble bee kisses the flower
It brings an image of her intoxicating eyes
As soon as bumble bee go away
and becomes invisible
Then the same sad feeling repeats
Those who pass away
Never comes back
Our life is simply left
as a burning memories track
When the ocean waves hit the coast
It reminds me of limits of life
and sense of mobility to go on
But the returning waves
Again creates the sad feelings
Those who pass away
Never comes back
Our life is simply left
as a burning memories track

Sometimes coincidence does not seem to happened by mere coincidence
Sometimes it appears that
they have different principles
than established on the earth
One who had turned the road with great exaggeration
Today a stranger returned with
that moon with an aspiration

Cold n cough,cold n cough,
very tough, very tough.
caught on 16th december
Amid  cold and thick fog cover.
first made sore throat,
Then made nose tight.
In the night  robbed rest,
That led to lose sleep the best.
Tried  haldi-milk of grandma
But  sleep was still away .
Tried tulsi kwath of mama
that led pass  the night anyway.
In the morning nose started
  Used the  wife's formula of
Warm salty water gurggles
As sun started setting down
Cold n cough again  grown.
Amid this   called to daughter
She advised to go to a doctor.
Doc  gave antibiotics n advised rest,
O my god what a bad  taste.
You made recall  four generations ,
You're  great for those nice reasons.
Lack of sleep led introspection
That led scanning thought congestion
That is why thanks  for coming, 
For the  reasons of my inner cleaning.
Forced to wear coat n jackets
Paving  the way for hot snack- packets
Reminded me to  stop sour & curd
Start milk ,cheese and bread.
One week surrendered to you,
But still I owe a lot of you.
Dress well and eat warm .
You would be whole year in form.