What is this thing love?
Carried by the bloodied dove
Such a daunting task
Hidden behind satans mask

The world bends at its knees
Screaming with gregarious pleas
Seemingly unforgettable stains
Left by loves horrible pains

Neverending sleepless nights
Scaring the soul with terrifying sights
Searching for the darkest cave
Burried well beneath the deepest grave

What is this thing love?
As they dorn the black glove
Final prayers are said
Just above the silk bed

baby it’s winter
but you always make my heart
feels like it’s summer

We are the night ocean filled
With glints of light. We are the space
Between the fish and the moon,
While we sit here together.

I am still chasing the butterfly dream;
I had it in my hands momentarily
all those years ago
When I was just a child
but it flew away, and never came back.
I thought it would visit again
the same time every year,
but one year turned into two,
two years turned into five,
six, nine, ten.
It never came back.

Yet, almost twenty years later,
I am still here,
waiting for a miracle,
Just so I can finally ask it:
“where did you go?
and where did you take
my childlike happiness?”
I had to replace it with this fake laughter
I perfected years ago.

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Come dear! Live with me
As wind lives with Grass blade
Sky Lives with the earth and
Light lives with the dark shade

Let us plant a vital tree
And watch the unfolding of seasons
O my inspiration divine companion
Heal our mind to cure treason

Your cosmic energy feeds all and one
With your ecstatic art and imagination
With your eternal blessed salvation
You are the real creator of the creation

You are truly sparkling talent, I need
Words of my heart are hungry and full of greed

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

elms in the front yard
have started to exhibit
autumn's amber hues

Hopes never dies..
Some time feels, no hope alive..
It comes back in many ways..
It arouses always ..
                                                      
                       In one or another form revive..
                       And we say hope is still alive…                                                    
                       Hope is always within, we never let it die..
                       Again and again, till we are alive..
                                                      

*deovrat - 26.07.2014

Be the change you want to see
Try not to judge, let others be
The rain will stop, the storm shall pass
Pleasure is pleasing and love can last

Set up for sorrow, it's hard to see
Open your eyes, switch off your tv
Put down the remote and venture outside
Get out in to nature where healing resides

Turn off your phone, log off the net
You'll be surprised with the solace you get
Write a poem, cook a nice meal
Declare your love, see how it feels

Put away the plastic, stop doing your hair
Go back to basics, even though it's rare
Laugh at your troubles, hug it out
Why are you frowning, what's that all about
A sign of the times, the information age
Escape from the trap, break out of your cage

Tell me now, how do you feel
Please keep it up, do we have a deal
Memories last but gadgets do not
Live your life fully, run from the rot