It is my duty to ask for sorry,
For the behaviour other hurt,
As, I have a palpitating heart,
Under the bones of my chest,

It is my duty to say sorry,
To all whose heart bleeding
As I hurt, and at me gazing,
Impropriate harass saying.

It is my duty to say sorry,
For giving wounds so deep,
For the eyes forced to weep,
Filth of my heart to sweep,

cuckoo songs echoes
mangoes fill with nectar
nature's taste unfolds

Oh! the great gravedance,
Let me pay heartiest thanks,

To send me message through,
Beauty,  the uniqueness of you,

Behind the pure jewel like eyes,
You through the lips like rose,

In words dipped in pure nectar,
In all, you are only as an actor,

You  help me through the beauty,
To recover me from fatigue of duty,

a poor outside court
gazing  top of the building
expense of justice

We worshiped Gods,
The fields destroyed,
By the monkies,
All the crops are davastated,
By the pigs, peacocks,
And We worshiped Gods,
Wheat standing in the fields,
Thrasted by the hails and rain,
In few seconds,
And We worshiped Gods,
Insects, rats nimbled the maze,
Graineries have run out of,
Children demand food,
And We worshiped Gods,

A little girls,
Hiding back of her mother,
I saw a fear in those,
Eyes from unknown world,
She has to face one day,
The world where human values,
Are coming to an end day by day,
The world of power,
And her innocence,
The hunger for money,
The corruption eating earth,
And her delicate feelings,
Who will carefore,
Democracies,
A biggest joke I hear,
The innocence is fatal here,
Innocence is searched
And hunted for pleasure,

The spring,
Flowers Magic
Spreads fragrance all around,
Pain of separation pangs hearts,
The Love