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

The unknown city
Enveloped in dark
So black even light would fear
She walks on barely visible
Standing still felt more frightening
She feels numb
She looks down and her legs missing
She see busses and cars
And trams and trains
Being driven by people and their eyes missing
There was sky but weather
There were trees but leaves
There were owls but feathers
There were bats all crying
She wanted to breathe and her nose missing
A strange sound plays somewhere around
Squeaks of abandoned seesaws and laughing clown
Playing an opera of horror
She wants to scream
Her voice choked
An immortal horror takes over
She hears a ring
A doorbell ring
She breaks her sleep
And realize it a dream
The bell kept ringing
She goes to the door
The door won't open
She looks at her bed
She is deep asleep
She shakes her up
She won't wake up
Tears roll on her cheeks her cry was missing
She wants to scream
Her voice was missing
She opens the door
The other side was missing
She turns around
She was missing
In the unknown city

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.

Poets always exist,
Such as rocks
And the statues within.

Feet Lies,
Head Flies.

Deal with your mouth,
As with a door.

“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.”

Each soul is a wound, then death is healing.

…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…

So what some have bought the future today
We are scared the most today ever than yesterday
Others say a better today than the yesterday, so what,
Are we not scared the most ever than today?

Men seek pleasure from what yesterdays’ disdained
Greed we had but now ingrained
Take the trial of love, and see,
Are we, are we not sure, that we will be detained?

Geeks are making life elegantly comfortable
Innocent of the price that will be paid by our dependable
In the placates such as these, on the doomsday,
Can we be sure, so sure, we will be salable?

Mirror is, perfection,
Beauty is, a cracked mirror serving the purpose.

I am,
In the desert of solitude.
Farming.
Watering plants of memories,
With tears.
Fertilizing them,
With smiles.
In a hope.
Atleast one flower,
Could be so beautiful as you.

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.

Once fooled, twice foolish.

..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?

I couldn't find myself within me,
I was displaced by her within me.

Devil died.
He found himself alone.
In heaven.

From the graveyard shift of death,
We're granted a vacation of life.

Success finds story,
Failure rests in cemetery.

In my court,
You were guilty.
But you pleaded not.
I was the lordship,
And our love was your defence
None was the prosecution.
And the result was your absolution.

Sometimes I think,
Whether Satan is an impostor of God.

She is missing,
Peace is nocturnal,
And night never happens.

They print,
We earn.

Thou anger thyself
When anger cooleth on others

Nature is a giant clock,
Where lives ticks like moments,
Every second, a destruction,
Every second, a moment of creation.
What then life is, the beginning of an end.

Heaven and Hell, the two
Both derived from one, any clue?
From far it appears a spherical blue.

Split that blue you get the two,

Goes to heaven,
Birds, animals, rivers and who?
Beautiful mountains but none of you.
Way to hell,
You and me as none were true,

We ask hell,
For what sins we deserve you?
"Mwahahaha!", bellows the hell.
You thought the world was due to you,
You made the world a living hell,
For all except for you.

Now enough is the call,
By those mighty few,
Heaven goes to them,
And I am left for you.

They meet often
Sometimes to talk
Often silent
To exist together
In their own
When silence is mutual
More comforting
Becomes an emblem
Of a great relationship.

A soldier
Is only remembered
When he dies in battle.

When we cry.
Tears flow.
Becomes vapor.
Flow as rain again.
Goes on and on.
Tears never die.

Everything contributes to death.

me: "Why do we learn?"
Him: "To become a beneficial storm."

Nature made
the first man
without *******.

Not even the present you is better than you.