High on intellect
Near to spirit of wisdom
And
Far away from the rationalism
Of the materialistic world
I swear
If you do visit someday
You can find me there.-22.04.2015

The game is fair
Still to play *****.
Until how can it
Be a Corporate....!
An instant drama
A timeless mystery.
Cancer fruit of
Globalisation Plant...!
Least of Self-esteem
Lust of Money.
Time bound we're
Obedient of blood...!
Merchant of soul
Poor at Heart!!!!!-22.04.2014

After a long since
Today I opened my drawer
Everything is as it's
My Diary,Pen,Papers & so more!
But,I stuck ed somewhere else
That's my Memories with those
The Time we spent together
The silly stupidities we do!
The golden days of Endeavour
All those are past!
Now the Sun rises as usual
Sets so
But,we're not along
We're apart!-Written on 22.04.2013

24 hours a Day
7 days a Week
365 days a Year
I'm alone
A solitary fellow
Not sentenced of lifetime imprisonment
Nor escaped to be a Monk
In any dark cave of a Mountain
But,my story is quite tragic
I hope you know that
Love is a part of Life
But,I'm so fool
That I treat it as Heart of life
Yes,once upon a time
I'm in love
With a beauty pea gent renamed Anamika
So,happy I'm
As it's I've the Moon in my hands
But,with the passing time
As the Water of river flows
As the Sun rises in the East
Sets in the West
So,someday she too have to leave me
And,from that day as usual my heart get blocked
Obviously,you would think
So,how am I alive?
And,here's the tragedy of life
As soon she leaves me
I also tried to leave the life forever
But,the stupid denies my proposal
I screamed at her"How dare You?"
So,she replies in a cool manner
"Life is your dude
Live it your own way"
So,I choose the way
Of being alone
Being far away from everyone
Being silent
Being Writer-Written on 02.11.2012

She broke into tears
It's a long break in fact
Although a few months
Still even more than ages.
As history repeats
And span never matters.
The greatest tragedy of mankind
I realize again
A woman has no country of her own.
I believe it sounds interesting
So a glance to the fact.
A bit of story-telling
Lot of truth......
Let's go.....
She's just nineteen
I (MAY OR MAY NOT WE) fall in love.
Am wandering if not I'm dreaming
No,it's true.
The days are passing like fairy
None the less but.
Certainly a heavy shower with a blow of wind
And,nothing is as before.
I lost her
I felt as a black cat in a dark room.
The days are the best
The moments we spent were timeless.
And,the second stage enters
Another guy with,
Again she's in lust(or love)
Am not pretty much sure.
But yes she's happy with.
This time much more than the last
Am not wild as such this guy is
And,she's loving him.
She sunk & sunk and sunk so deep
The unexpected happened.
Although,she's not aware at that beginning
The days are passing as usual.
But,just hundred and twenty days(4 months)
She realized she's also resembling Mother Nature.
And,the very moment is there
My voice is trembling while listening.
She's just 19,the guy is 28
A doctor by profession
How can his wisdom permit him.
Did he really forgot the oath
He must taken while entering the profession
Or it's something beyond professionalism
It's all about the dictatorship history.
Whatever it may be
I really can't define actually.
All I do suggest her is change your state
Towards a better land.
And,she also determined.
Far from the native place
She's journeying towards a land of unknown.
All I wish her is Good Luck
Adieu mah love...!!!-18.04.2015

You're Beautiful
......................So I gaze at
You're innocent
.......................So I fall in Love
You're so nice
......................Never recognize mah Love
I'm reckless
..................Still in Love
Just for YOU........-18.04.2014

I'm Nomad
None is my own
The way I walked
I never visit again
Independent I'm
I don't have any home
Shades of tree
Or station's platform
May be a bus-shelter
Either the endless blue Sky
Summer or Winter
Monsoon or Spring
Alone I'm
Throughout the Life-Written on 05.11.2012