I do not wish
either to write
neither to read
I don’t know
....................indeed
...............................what
.......................................I need?
                                    
Feeling shy 'n' sluggish
relations became  hardship
heavy breath emotionless
drowsy eyes  sleepless

Cowardice mind, thoughtless
impaired soul,  reckless  
helpless and isolated life
wicked, hopeless, futile

Foul smell, tired,
sick posture
wounds never
opened to strangers

Yet my fingers showing
rebellion behavior
putting uncontrolled
phrases on paper

Still I
........do not
....................wish to
................................write

                         ­                            deovrat-21.08.2014 (c)

The fragility of life..
always like walking on knife.
All the stage of life are often..
pressing, met with love and compassion.

As we gets weaker, incapable...
deeds of life become miserable.
Grief grows as death draws near..
we need every anguish to bear.

Counselors and spiritual advisory..
become more and more dearer.
No disease makes one realize..
when a close one dies.

Good deeds and acts of live..
be our ultimate goal all the time ..
We have to make this great progression
with peace and without aggression.

                                 deovrat - 14.08.2014 (c)

So boundless ceaseless..
timeless in space.
Without murmur..
and bereft pace.
                                                    
                                                     Reminding me some notions..
                                                      s­ome  recollection few emotions.
                                                      J­ust alone sometimes..
                                                      remembranc­e reaches to me.
                                                      *
Usi­ng them with care..
I write my emotions.
In my heart so deep..
no one allow to look and peep.
                                                        
­                                                    *It remains untouched ..
                                                     unseen  and unaffected.
                                                     From the temporal stuff..
                                                     believe me it is not bluff.
I am not so shy..
but wish not be in the eye.
Those who dislike facts..
always follow footsteps .*
                                                
                                                      *I follow myself..
                                                       my apprehension, like a torch bearer.
                                                       And also those  who believe..
                                                       live and let live.

                         deovrat - 09.08.2014 (c)

Profound  sleep..
beautiful dreams.
                            
                               Wonderful smile..
                                    pleasant smile.
                                       Admirable smile..
                                             exquisite smile.
                                              Thoughtful smile..
                                                        clam smile .

Restless sleep..
fearful dream.

                           Hatred smile..
                              fluttered smile.
                                    Flirty smile..
                                        bitter smile.
                                          Awful smile..
                                              cold smile.
 
                                                
                                                                       deovrat - 11.08.2014 (c)

In hunt of sustenance..
his hawkeye were rolling.
In search of  something..
unknown unnamed.

Alongside of the drain filled with stink water..
holding a ***** jute beg on his shoulder.
Some time on side footpath..
walking silent,  in search of something .

Something that could quench his appetite..
sun was shining like a goblet of fire.
Looking  upward with animosity..
he wiped the rushing sweat.

Whole day passed..
he gathered several items.
Sold them and arrange some food..
dusk of evening was approaching  fast.

He reached  home..
was feeling tired sleepy.
A deep lifeless sleep..
to gather courage.

For facing new challenges..
as every day is like a whole life.
Full of struggle, mysterious..
Strange,  alike a unknown puzzle .


                                                  *deovrat - 08.08.2014 * (c)

So many hurries ..
So many worries.
So many notion..
None can console my emotion.

Feeling tired and hurt..
No one look at me I detect.
Difference of one day..
Till day before yesterday.

People were suppose close to me..
Now don’t  find way around me.
Till yesterday they  do not hesitate to meet..
Now with cold handed come to greet.

Every one looks up without any expectation..
Keeping mum, so many emotions.
To see people passing by..
Bare mind  wish to cry.

So many hope all tentative..
Some positive mostly negative.
May be i am like a used piece of paper..
Zigzag lines twisted taper.

x-x-x-x
                                                 ­             
*©deovrat 'अयन' 01.08.2014

Try to concentrate on yourself...
Try to be happy with yourself....
Think about your deeds,  your desire, your acts...
It may lead you towards happiness.

It is true since beginning of this universe..
It is my experience.
You can find happiness within you..
You will feel it and will  be true for you.

while you look upon a flower, bird or butterfly..
always smile, smile and keep on smile.
practicing happiness, it will become your nature..
you will become happy forever.


                                                                            *deovrat - 29.07.2014