You do or don't help
Owing to discrimination

The rain always falls

Every droplet
Is an ingraved message
on the wall of the world

Emptiness
Is a spider

It makes its homes
In every corner

No matter
how wonderful
Is the mind

Some space
Be occupied by
Love-for-mankind

The black skin
Is more valuable and beautiful
Because the Moon has made it his home

From the word go
Your responsibility starts
To think of your own today
As in it is hidden the tomorrow of your choice

A prayer isn't a fish, floating,
Swimming, sweating, surviving

in the sea.

It's not the parrot, parroting, pleasing others,

But within a boundary.

Yes. It's the breeze, wind, storm,
Blowing everywhere, affecting everyone.

You will not born again
You will not descend on a planet
If you have such thoughts
You are waiting for the frog to fly
If you don't have you're not great too
If you are doing your best
To make each moment count
You're special, very special

Sorry! I cannot talk to you this hour
I have to go to my Love, the book.
You will envy her I believe
But I don't care because I don't indulge in adultery

You're a perfect novel
Don't be depressed
If people don't like your chapters
You're genre of God's literature
It's enough for your delight and happiness

Loneliness
Is a chair in the woods
The space stretches far and wide
Like a kid on a rope
You're afraid to sit on it

It's the only brave Poetry
That raises its shrillish voice
Against the tortures of War...

Our tomorrow is foggy
Because we don't
Shake off dust today

Forgive me,

This evening, pink in the park,
I dressed the stray frog,
wobbling on the stairs of grass
And fearful of mowing down
By the health-seekers,
With threads gagged into their ears

I thought of you,
Especially the moments
You had eaten melting chocolate
From my lips
At Select City Walk

But I wrapped up the solitary frog
As it was the most beautiful
And loveable thing in the crowd
And I fell for it
Because it was companionless
And its tomorrow was foggy..