River is running to meet sea,
mountain for touching sky,
bee for taking honey
Birds are flying high.

snail on the leave of tomatoes
******* flower glaring butter fly,
numberless cricket coming far off
burning and one by one die.

green fields full of crops,
canal dancing near by,
jumping monkeys in the water
paddy fields, hovering on dragonfly,

melodious songs of shepherded,
bleating of sheep grazing nearby,
burning fire sitting around,
touching rosy lips tea and pie,

Ascending moon,
Her love rises, soft and radiant.
Descending moon,
Her love endures, deep and constant.

If a body is tied with chains,
Surely, one day it may be free.
The dictators know this,
So they devised books,
And bound the innocent
Within their minds, with words.
For words are tools that can bind
Every nerve of the mind from within,
And later, the body.
Surely, such a body may never be free.

When all parts of a system,
Tainted by corruption’s blight,
Begin to devour themselves,
And shatter the organs of
The system, the wounded rise,
And forge a new system’s birth

Corruption is now so powerful
Corruption is now so powerful,
That honesty may do it salute,
Corruption is now so powerful,
That it can prove itself innocent,
The honesty is maid in the house,
of the corruption, those who were,
Once called protectors of truth,
Now victim of pandemic of,
Corruption, the hope is being,
Eaten by the despair, life of common,
Man is to serve Very important person,
Corruption's black dense shadow,
Casting upon the tender buds of
The wishes of lay man, He is only,
Born to pay installments and to keep,
Checks upon the dreams to be sprout,
To go and meet bureaucrats is tougher,  
Than to meet gods, Gradually, the earth,
Is turning into marsh land of corruptions,  
The hood of the corruption is hissing,
The poison in air,  water and adulterating,
Food, A layer of corruption laying upon,
The beauty of universe.

She shows her beauty
old lady sees her and laugh
mirage fades in time

Corruption is now so powerful,
That honesty may do it salute,
Corruption is now so powerful,
That it can prove itself innocent,
The honesty is maid in the house,
of the corruption, those who were,
Once called protectors of truth,
Now victim of pandemic of,
Corruption, the hope is being,
Eaten by the despair, life of common,
Man is to serve Very important person,
Corruption's black dense shadow,
Casting upon the tender buds of
The wishes of lay man, He is only,
Born to pay installments and to keep,
Checks upon the dreams to be sprout,
To go and meet bureaucrats is tougher,  
Than to meet gods, Gradually, the earth,
Is turning into marsh land of corruptions,  
The hood of the corruption is hissing,
The poison in air,  water and adulterating,
Food, A layer of corruption laying upon,
The beauty of universe.

the leaders of World
making efforts for world peace
the glory of wars

Every friend when meets,
Seems an angel sent to us,
By the god from his providence,
But when departs after fulfilling,
His ends  selfish  and cunning,
All incidents of past moving.
In sky of our inner gloomy world,
Making us  cry and buzzing sad,
Echo of pain within ending world.

A story hidden in the petals
of life, when petals withered
A story blooms with fragrance,
Live your life is such way that
Become the story of the day,
Your life or life mine, ending in.
A story live,

A battle was fought,
Against powerful despot,
The young worriers,
Full of  valorous and power.

A dexterous leader was a lack,
They thought battles were fought,
With merely robust six pack,
Big boasts and corporal might.

They  lack dedication and devotion,
The despot was cleaver and also they,
All were full of tricks and solutions,
But revolutionaries lost one day.

Minsters, officers, system consisted of,
Power immense, unity unbroken had,
With Contractors, they not aware of.
They were lost and faced luck hard.

A puppy had a mouse in its mouth,  

The mouse was wrestling for a breath,  

Puppy had no compassion for mouse,  

Puppy knew only one thing that is hunger,  

Mouse was disparate to have a breath,  

A combat was there between hunger,

And a breath, what was choaked by hunger,  

Puppy like a hunger heartless and callous,  

Mouse like a breath tender and helpless.

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

The death,
Dreadful devil,
Eradicates the life,
Shadow of barren, haunted world,
The Loss

The sun was set behind the darkness of clouds,
The tired farmers were napped on bad of leaves,
Thundering and lightening, encircled all horizon,
All valleys were covered by darkness of clouds,
The black devil clouds loaded with white bullets,
They started to fire on crops of wheat and tomatoes,
Tender plants broken into pieces, the grain of wheat
laid on the land, all crops are destroyed and hopes,
Farmers run and saw all around black hound clouds,
From the sky hailing white hails on crops all around,
They were very sad their hopes were weathered,
They cried! Where are Gods?
Where are prayers ?

Friendship with thorn,
Made me bold reborn,
I have need no flowers,
I have cultivated gardens
In me.

They were enemy of each other,
And drop bombs on my heart,

They were enemy of each other,
And tested bombs on my heart,

They were enemy of each other,
And run armies and bombers on,
My body, destroyed flowers,
Tender, innocent creations of mine,

Ukraine,
Russia,
Gaza,
Philistine,
Israel,
All parts of,
My heart are,
Bleeding,
A deep pain,
In my heart,
Hurts me badly,
No science can cure me,
I am to suffer,
I am to suffer,

The Night we meet with each other,
The darkness wrapped us in lap,
You can forget, but I still remember.

The world was sleeping and the dogs,
Waves of fear, disappeared in love,
Standing maze plants encircled likes guards.  

Holy angles of pure love our souls raised,
Higher and higher took away from body,
Fear of separation increased  as time passed.  

You know it, and I recall it again and again,
But many year passed, we never met,
The trees on side of fields still know our pain.

Time is blowing us away like leaves dry,
will we meet again in this life, perhaps no,
But our souls for world pleasure never cry.

The house of a Judge  
Packed with scads of notes,
Some brunt, some half burnt,
Some mixed in garbage,
Justice is hostage

Who killed human more in the world,
Who killed human more on the land,
The pandemic, the wars, the nature,
Who is biggest destroyer on the land.

Dictators irrigated land with blood manure,
for the blood massacre was a frolic play.
Street dogs, jackals enjoyed along vulture.

Pandemic played with human cat and mouse,
Villages to villages, all villagers  eaten,
The Streets were haunted  and all house.

The land, the water and the mountain,
All made the villages and cities barren,
Human faced everyday nature's disdain.

But human killed more human and more,
In the name religion, in the name of nation,
In the battles, in the courts and in the war.

Let me drown deep in these eyes,
There in the depth of your eyes,
some drops of peaces get May I.

The world of hatred, lust for blood,
Running  after one another like hound,
In these eyes a deep rest  i will find.

The  material gains are so bitter,
The spiritual pains are so bitter,
The world in these eyes will be better.

The thorns of this world are so sharp,
Let these eyes be my heart's scarp,
Let me hear melodious hear's harp.

Be my godess of soul tranquility,
You are blessed with divine beauty
Blow away the clouds of mooty.

SLAVERY
choice of every economy

look face of army officer,
it is not like a rose
glory of which fall and arose,
it is like a stone
as  hardest as is face
of a civil officer
never change
as not changing face
of elected representative
time has no effect on
those faces
the faces are immortal
as every lifeless thing.

Raindrops beating the floor
Fog is drinking the nectar of the soul
Sun is napping on clouds

Birds are talking to leaves
Trees are drinking the nectar through roots
The sunlight playing with clouds

Humanity flowers scorched
By ultraviolet rays of capitalism,
Humanity's dreams are broken,
By the darkness of capitalism,
Capitalism spreads its net of dreams,
Dreams entrap all innocents,
All lose their life in dreams,
The dreams never come true,
The dreams in installments,
Of needs to make dreams true.
The voters elect the representatives
But for capitalists,
works for themselves keep them,
Omnipotent in all ages,
But they are more and more
Powerful in This age.

I lost my moon
in the darkness of
your starry night
i sung with some
night birds,
and i lost in milky way
of your eyes.

Science knows the miracles,
Only science will know God,
One day,
It is only boat towards bay,
Science is curious to know,
As should be a devotee,
To search is whose duty,
Science who brought miracles,
Out from the matter in the world,
A scientist is purely a devotee,
who keeps searching and lost,
In subject and absorbs in the matter,
As a devotee ought to do,
Devotees are now leaders,
And scientists are now devotees,
But there are some scientists who
Keep searching the matter,
Wherein one day they will find,
The God omnipresent particle,
The matter is manifestation of God,
The way towards the ultimate truth,
Matter is for all creature, Matter
Is full of creations, creations are
Full of miracles, miracles are ways
Towards the creator,
The religion a way inside only inside,
The outside where takes you inside,
The science is the same way,
From matter, from miracles,
From observations takes towards,
Same destination.

Oh death ! your are mother,
Of all philosophies, it is your,
Color that makes life precious,
It is your secret, that makes,
All gods so holly and devotees,
Full of devotion, it is magic your,
The life is always fresh and pure,
You makes earth free of demons,
It is you who makes way for angels,
It is you who creates storm of fear,
It is you who makes old dearer,

All Songs, no matter who sings,
All colors. no matter black or white,
All creatures, no matter human or
animal,
All creations, no matter poison or nectar,
God is Actor in all character.

Dogs bark throughout the night,
Prepared to defend with all their might,
Guarding their space with unwavering sight,
Devoted to safeguarding what feels right.

Love for their owner fuels their strength,
Fearlessly facing anything at length,
Even ready to confront a tiger's wrath,
Braving  challenge, staying on their path.

When they enter inside,
Sounds echo from outside,
They circle wide and slide,
Like skilled fighters, they bide.

Filled with deep concern,
They seek not just to earn,
Living for love and  affection,
In their hearts, they find direction.

Fields are turned barren,
There is no grass, no crops,
Empty eyes see towards,
Desolate sky and barren,
Fields,
Hopes  turned in rain.

A man gazing,
Sky full of stars,
The day's scars,
Painful, soothing.
Another workman
Saw him passing,
And struck his head,
Uttering,
"This fellow commits a sin
By not working and just
Resting."
And punished
For the future of
Capitalists.

dance in the advent party of the spring,
move head with tossing flowers,
in the sky, as birds fly, marry making,
spread arms and fly on earth, in waves,

the sweet songs of the spring band,
dance and mix  in the tree groves,
holding and enfolding twinges with hand,
sing group songs in unison with friends,

get fresh in  the fragrance of flowers,
mixing the falling water of the springs
drink as much as the nectar of flowers,
dance in the advent party of the spring

rejuvenation will be the benediction of the party,
the efficiency of the business will be increased,

work day and night,
full mussel and might,
no rest it makes waste,
those are poor who rest,
work day and night.

if you work, nation,
will progress towards,
sky, and wealth will be,
high, become busy bee.

the flowers and the colors,
the emotions and child, wives,
what fascinates you, hinder you,
make  poor and timid you.

work hard and hardest,
advice of a greedy capitalist,
there is no gap between ,
leaders, preachers are twin

lily plants
filled with red flowers
eternal love

nature in white gown,
on cold waves dancing fat cats-
farce of poverty.

you were,
and I was,
and the darkness,
as blanket wrapping,
us in its depth,
the brightness,
of you heart,
and brightness,
of my heart,
the stars who were,
peeping in you and me,
the innocence,
the love,
the fear,
and separation,
your heart,
and my heart,
dancing upon the waves,
the tears,
the emotions,
you were,
going deep,
through my eyes,,
in me,
and I was going deep
in you,
through your eyes,
the angel and fairies of,
love inspiring,
to you and me,
souls from the bodies,
came out to meet,
were it you or me,
or love.

golden bangle shine
on wrinkled wrist of woman
contrast of life-

I am the duffer,
In the realm of intellect,
Endlessly burdened.
I am the duffer,
A murmur
I caught it from society's lips,
softly whispering,
Echoing in my ears,
I am the duffer.
On the workplace,
Fulfilling my obligations,
My colleagues surrounded me,
Murmuring, "The boss knows,
This man is a duffer."
I sensed, through
Glances and gestures,
what they implied,
I am the duffer.
I pondered the trees,
Wondering why they exist,
What purpose they serve;
They proclaimed clearly,
In the fresh air,
But I couldn't grasp it,
As I know,
I am the duffer.
The universe speaks a language,
Communicating with all,
Yet I remain lost,
For I don’t understand
Because, I am the duffer.
The flowers sing sweetly,
The birds  twirl and sway,
The monkeys play games among the trees,
But I can’t decipher it,
Because,
I am a duffer.

Oh, Poet! hear the songs of wild casts,
shed all the feathers of civilization,
life is itself marijuana,
love is itself marijuana,
life is  the cup of marijuana
full of up-to-the-brim,
dive deep into the sea of life,
drink every drop of  it with devotion,
devotion is marijuana,
be a devotee faithful,
faith is marijuana,
have deep faith in all mighty,
the nectar of faithfulness,
begets from the core of devotions
of devotees is more and more,
powerful than marijuana,
oh Women be a mother
to be a mother is marijuana,
having a little one in the lap
is not more than marijuana?
life is marijuana,
the matter you smoke
for momentary salvation,
is nothing more than slavery,
make an endeavor to go deep
and deepest into you,
make yourself free within yourself,
the freedom from within,
and liberation from without,
open the treasury of marijuana,
within everflowing, perpetual spring,
Oh, the disappointed fellow from the world,
move to nature,
see with open eyes.
the miracle everywhere,
seeing will dose you with marijuana,
your stress,
your problems,
all are nothing but
your lack of faith in life,
in the life maker,
the marijuana from the plant
is a way of running away,
from your ultimate way,
from your core.
you are a seeker of marijuana,
your true self is marijuana,
but lost outside in search
eating pants in madness
leave with mindfulness,
be enlighted, be meditated.
no problem will remain unsolved.