…the Earth stood still cause of thee…
…and the sky gazed out of glee…
…when you gave a loving glance at me…
…my darling…my love…yes that glance at me…
…i was wandering in the dessert of pain…
…for the desire of your smile and rain…
…like a mirage was your beauty and then…
…you gave me a loving glance at ten…
…O’ you beautiful where have you been…
…i got your way to my heart clean…
…End of roads and none between…

Far somewhere when day ends
The bride of eve prepare to make love
She comes quietly
Helps me fill the garden of my dreams
Helps me to light up the candles of my dreams

Sometimes I feel too heavy to breathe
And comes my eyes filled up with tears
Sometimes I feel she touched me with love and a tease
I try a lot to see but she isn’t around

Sometimes I wonder why certain hearts just can’t meet
And sometimes why certain hearts are bonded for forever
There is a sweet confusion however, why my rude heart being mine
Bears the pain of an another heart which is not mine

Heart of mine knows my secrets so blacken
Why then I wonder my dreams turned so golden
My dreams are my only family now
To ****** even the reflection of my dreams, no body can know how.

Shinchan, Shinchan we are his fan
He’s a tot but swanks as a man

He is too minute and he is so cute
Shot in the arm can put you in dispute

He pranks and clanks with pals or alone
Be it his school or be it his home

Mitsy his mom shouts as a norm
Harry his dad scouts to reform

Pranks and clanks both gets flop
When Mitsy gives him a pop on his top

Our fun gathers when he does not stop
And another one goes on top on his pop

Pops and shops is what he gets from his mom
We never go sad be whatever his form

Shinchan, Shinchan we are his fan
We will love him as much as we can

..what if all who’s ever born,
..what if everything that’s ever created?
..what if all that’s ever existed?
..what if all that is universe?
..is happening inside a dust?

YOU made men to lead the race,
Bequest him with pride and ace;
For him you made the trees and taught him to graze,
Then why O’ lord you put him to this disgrace,
To raze and blaze, the haze and the nature’s face

YOU made him sneak speak and smart,
Bequest him with amazing skills and magnanimous art;
For him you erected the forests and Oakwood’s mart,
Then why O’ lord you put him with that heart,
That preys and disobeys thy inimitable nature’s cart

Whilst razing and blazing, preying and disobeying,
He got bothered of his survival and living;
For him you then again made him to earn the dollar and the sterling,
To put it for the make-up and the filling

But O’ my lord, he, in tranquil kept himself fooling,
That he benefits thy nature with his meager darlings.

“Words fall short ever in my heart,
Lines from my lips really fails to start,
When I try to pen you with, lexicon’s art.
Rhymes are scattered all in the sky,
Like a fleet of scurrilous beautiful butterflies,
To comprehend you but, I do not qualify.
Hours now my canvas is unspoken,
Scribbled your name just as a token,
Only to realize then, your name in itself, is a poem.”