You give me hard tasks to do, Miss,
You make me stand on one leg
I wish I could know all the things
But how do I know, I beg?
You ask me a thousand questions
I must answer them right
I wish my little brain knew everything
But not everybody can be as bright!
You ask me to do the hardest sums
I must get the steps all right
You think I am one of those bums
But not everybody can be as bright!
You write in my diary I'm doing bad
You make me show it to dad
Though you know I'm not as bright
You cause me my bitterest plight!

You think my excuses utterly lame
Finding fault with whatever I say
But though I'm not as bright as them
I'll surely grow up one day!

kind blue water, turning reluctantly black
by dark night's persuasions,
fallen yellow moon melt in to it
embracing swiftly changing waves,
curious fish, swimming up to it
from depths hoping to get a bit of moon splash,
drama of life,continues, changing players
moment after moment...

As the dawn broke into the night
A call pierced my eyelids shut tight
It was a weary and painful cry
Of a sadness bleeding under the sky!
The night was thinly hanging still
My eyes slowly opened against their will
Within echoed someone ‘it wasn’t right,
To keep her at bay through the night’!
In the attic little throats were parched
Hungry mouths frantically searched
Blind eyes pined for softness
Yearned for her licking embrace!
The night had not gone down well
In her eyes dewdrops did dwell
Time seemed to move cruelly slow
‘When would open the window’!
Her eyes asked as I let her in
How I could be so awfully mean
As to not know in the mother’s breast the pain
When forced to be away from children!

Knowing it hasn’t a cure,
My madness
She lovingly endures.

A lens crazy guy he clicks at fast pace
At all leisurely moment, available recess,
Faces, landscapes, each fragment of life
Untiringly imaging his children and wife.
At home, when away, his eyes are on the look
For hunting out objects from the darkest nook
He freezes everything nothing escapes his lens
Sunlight and shadows and season’s first rains.
Years roll by his bag of catch brims full
He clicks away in passion with one simple rule
That none of his shots should ever include him
Only preserve in its frame each passing dream.

Clouds’ ominous hinting ready set to go
‘You’ the rains drench, most beautifully show!

Your skin a lotus petal, in the drops it glows
‘You’ are a sparkling beauty, in the rains’ flow!

Wet they deep your flesh, brings out the earthen smell
‘You’ look the most gorgeous, a beauty most telltale!

Clothes hug you tight, they reveal the lows and highs
‘You’ look dreamily alluring, I see you betwixt my sighs!