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

•••
I write
to express
express
to confess
confess my feelings
and unspoken coalesce

I write
to overcome
Intermittent convalesce
which sometimes arises
due to emotional
sufferings & distress

I write
not to please or to impress
but for one who do not laugh
on my mistakes
and often understand
my write with acquiesce
•••
©deovrat 27.06.2020

●●●
not many people
in this world
seems to infer
the language of impassion

from tangling eyes
apart to derive
some unspecified
conclusion

promise me
to understand
my wishful desire
of hearts passion

few people
in this humankind
they are able to
make out reason

deducing nature
of thoughts
they listen  and understand
silence of someone

if a person unable
to understand language of love
then no use
to make companion  

●●●
©deovrat 13-08-2018

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)

it was dark deepen night.
disparate people were waiting ..
for the late night train.
on a mid-town railway station..

in bitter boon freeze cold.
she was laying..
emerges like a lump.
in rags like cloths..

trying in-vain to shield herself.
within meager & thin blanket..
she rose her head.
looking with bare pale eyes..

she forgot the counting of years.
on a sizzling summer night..
her parents left her.
since then the station was asylum..

as the train comes and go.
what-ever people gave to her..
starving, hungry thirsty.
since previous night..

whistle of coming train.
loaded with a lot of emotions ..
in the scary dark night .
in her nervous thin body..

feeling completely lost within .
she made her move..
forwarded her dry palm .
may be for some food..

passing by passengers.
look at her..
and advanced to.
their destination..


she is waiting for her turn.
to go abode on destination..
away from the world of.
miseries and sufferings..*

                                   *deovrat – 19.03.2015  ©

•••
Moon is on the sky and we are on earth.
Moon is alone there and we are on earth.

Sparkling rivers plays pranks.
Raining heavily with lightning strikes.
My eyelids become moist whenever I remember you.
The loneliness of the evening is upon us
The atrocities are being committed.

Moon is on the sky and we are on earth.
Moon is alone there and we are on earth.

So many beads per rosary, moon stars moonlight.
Bumblebees are butterflies and green plants flowers buds.
When will we hear the chirping of birds along with the beautiful poem.

Moon is on the sky and we are on earth.
Moon is alone there and we are on earth.
•••
©deovrat 'Ayan' 09.10.2023

love makes perfection
love gives satisfaction
love makes affection
love makes defection

                                    love is some thing
                                     love is every thing
                                     love circumscribe nothing
                                     but a profound illusion

love give pleasure
love award treasure
love remains forever
admiration or aversion

                                               deovrat - 16.09.2014 (c)

.
In..
yesteryear...
someone..  
declare...  
~
all..
is fair...
in..
love & war...
~
guess..
that...
must be..
a warrior....
~
I..
am a...
firm..
believer...
~
disposition..
of care...
courteous..
in nature...
~
traditionally giver..
ability to honour...
in true sense..
a soul partner...
~
must be..
swear...
as a..  
true lover...

x-x-x

(c) deovrat - 25.03.2018

•••
Decision taken by us
with full conviction
may be proven wrong
in the time to come

Future time validates
if our decisions in past,
in a particular circumstances,
were right or wrong

Time is the master,
who always decides the
genuineness of our present
actions and decisions
•••
©deovrat 18.05.2020

•••
mother
is one who
transforms a lump of flesh
into a responsible social
human being

she is one
who sacrifices
all the comforts of her life
to make us sensitive
and caring

she carves
our societal behavior
our feelings and emotions
she do not think for a single moment
to put-off all her ambitions

she makes us
what we are today
without a thought of
consequence or
consideration

she continued tirelessly
to put-on her selfless efforts
throughout her life to make
our past present
and future

someone
may consider
even our whole life
a precious gift to us
from our mother

she is
incomparable with
anyone on this planet earth
mother’s love is our
first administration

in another word
mother is a divine bequest to us
in everyone’s life with all the
divinity from almighty god
for devotion
•••
©deovrat "अयन" 10.05.2020

...
walking
in the scorching
heat of mid summer
with torn shoes
in cracks bearing feet
he was feeling
acute thirstiness
~~~
struggling
to cover his
deprived stained face
with dilapidated wrapper
a profound smile
spread on his
anhydrous lips...
~~~
having
the glimpse
of the bunches
of dense shadowy  trees
on the bank
of a perennial
stream
~~~
pushing  
or just crawling
under the
shadow of trees  
he dragged
himself nearer
to the river
~~~
splashing water
drenched quest
half closed eyes  
mortal, aliv, relaxed
eternally blessed
in the lap of
mother nature
...
(c)  deovrat- 21.04.2018

What my soul need
What I need
desire is same?
or some divergence

One question
So many answers
Do the answers precise?
equitable with the truth?

Some doubts
So many doubts
Enormous ambiguity
None equity

Every one trying ..….investigation
unknown solution for the same question
Huge attempt, so many life spent,
In search of explanation, but no satisfaction

Each answer brings ……..many complications
often changing desire more, more and more admire
On every dawn when sun smile
all past efforts become futile

I found myself on the same crossroad
initial point,  where  I had started
Most of the life passed away in search of the need of my soul
or myself or both of us

Some times I felt
My soul and me are the synonyms of each other
but soul is immortal, never vanish
than what about this body?

Is it me? or I am the soul?
this confusion always prevail
All efforts I m doing since I came on the earth
are meant for skeleton and none for soul

Physical structure will parish in days to come
but I will remain as a soul
The earth n nature is for tangible body
self realization is for our soul

What efforts I did in past, to nurture the soul?
Truly speaking…..Really nothing
no efforts…barrenness
whatever did meant for skeleton

That will perish with time
Time..
Yes,
Some time..
still in hand
Which can be utilized
In pursuance to achieve the goal

In true spirit, whole heartily
In right direction..
with full enthusiasm
for acquiring  that I need

Yes the absolute need
that is happiness, everlasting  happiness
Infinite Endless, limitless- timeless
always exists…never perish

Eternal peace immensely illuminated
Synonyms of god almighty
Endure within me being the integral part of divinity
I realize myself in my soul

Only need is
True Happiness
I need nothing less than
True Happiness

                                                     ­   deovrat-22.08.2014 (c)

Gushing sweat ..
Bare feet….
Walking on a narrow path ..
Through dense forest…

Dark gray clouds..
With roaring sound..
Deepening night…
Glut with fear…

Trying to speed up in vain
Restlessly walking in ..
Strange grove..
Wounded soul..

Faded vision, tired …hopeless…
In vain Peeping into the darkness..
Looking up…towards the  dark sky..
Feeling hollow ..want to cry ..

But will never  ..
Give away hope…
Will come out ..
From all miseries and soup..

                              *deovrat - 20.02.2015  (c)

...
it is really
interesting imagination
what happened
if there would not be
the process of germination
it is also out of imagination
if god changes the process
of parturition
put on halt all the inception
and forget the practices
of termination
~~~
god blessed us
the process
of creation
sustenance
and deterioration
but what we offered
to the almighty
we, in the name of  
scientific research
and  new inventions
always put forth
doubts  and ambiguous questions
~~~
never put on complete faith
on the lotus feet
of our creator
although  making all our efforts
to vanish the god's formulation
this is the time when
we have to introspect
our  accusation and conviction
and follow such doctrine
which will lead us
on the path of creation
...

(c) deovrat - 16.04.2018

●●●
o my dear
no matter
you are away
too far or near
dont be sad
no never
◆◆◆

its true
god created us
alike two separate banks
of a holy river
some times being far
some times very near
◆◆◆

it is also
substantiate fact
we are always together
caring to each other
sharing our emotions
and divin pleasure
◆◆◆

do remember
whatever
be the matter
you will
always find
me there
◆◆◆

deep in your heart
in your sweet dreams
in the remembrance
in gentle cool breeze
also in the milky
flow of streams
◆◆◆

i persist
in your thinking
entangled
in the making
all the colors
of your dreams
◆◆◆

with
your heavenly
glimpse
I always
acquire eternal
feelings
◆◆◆

shadow of
passion always
appear in the mirror
of your dreamy eyes
for me you are a tale
of  love n cares
●●●
© deovrat 15-06-2018

whatever you create...
    I like it...
      what ever you do...
        I realize it...
          whatever you whisper....
           I hear it...
              You make me forget every thing..
               I owe it...
                  you made me realize your presence...
                   I feel it....

whatever I do ...
     you like it or not?
        whatever I say...
          you like it or not??
            whatever is my act...
             you like it or not???
                whatever I do to prays you..
                   you like it or not????

you created me...
   you moulded me...
     you filled me with emotions..
       you blessed me with creations..
        but you always kept...
          some invisible veil...
            keeps me apart...
            while feel your hail...
              many efforts in your quest..
               but all in vain...
                                                    
I feel you..
  I need you...
    I owe you...
     of course a day..
      I dissolve in you..

                              *deovrat - 08.02.2018 (c)

mind blown up..
heartbeats run faster..
raised eye brows..
volatility in words...
just because of ..
some one...
to whom..
I neither hate...
nor like..

I never praise..
Praise to normal work..
capabilities..
commitment to work..
Praise to the extra-ordinariness..
Knowing the capabilities..
But the fact is..
little praise…
is proud ridden…
I never wish to hurt ..
though facing disliking..
by all means ..
I always wish ..
To remain calm..
impartial…

but in others perception..
always remain partial..…
in need…
In hardships..
depending upon..
individuals Perception..

it may  lead towards…
positiveness or negativity..
state of mind..
Illusion always misguide..
always remain side by side..
with every one…
you have to make balance..
within the dual minded state..
throughout the life…

                             *deovrat - 21.04.2015 (c)

•••
I am not identical for everyone
what others see to me apparently
they understand
something different
what exactly that mean to me

my actions and deeds are not aligned
with the ideas what I preach actually
life in not depicting to divinity
the same reflection as I always
admire and desirous to be

nevertheless I never realise
expectations of others from me
precious time span of life
is just perished in vain unknowingly..
without understanding to the reality

I could never understand the reason
nature’s idea for the existence of me
at this juncture of the journey of life
everything seems a shear illusion
or reflection of our minds ability

I understand superficially
my relationship and affiliation
to supreme almighty
besides the fact that life is not perpetual
I know immortal souls perpetuity
•••
©deovrat 24.05.2020