a date
a majestic singer
watching her close
watched her practice
she would have almost 10000 hours
she resembles a captain
check the deck her throat
then she hum….
then the hum become
a sail of the ship
she fit her voice
to the wind like
like a captain control
the wind
her voice become a chill
on the ear it falls,
like ship pierce the
direction of the voyage by
flock
with the wind
her voice surrounds
the entire auditorium
mesmerize like lullaby………like
a silence in mid sea as
ship cradle the entire crew
one and only wish,
let me enter and
flow through her voice……..

a ****** activity...
here,
lips is used
as genitals.

A
Few years before
any question asked
people look above
to think
Today
people look below
just to search in Google
So, now
the intelligent look
more humble than before...

a full moon
anger the sea
blossom the soul
depend upon
the cloth you wear
whether
you are a sailor
or a poet..

At the age of sixty
understood
the word ' **** '
means
more about perception
than shape

the questioning of
How?
why I asked how?
how was born coz
of civilisation and step
one to enter civilisation
is asking how?
If i exit civilisation
the how disappear..

a strange dream
men disappeared
from the world
…………..
happy environment
happy animals
nourished forest
fat women
no crimes
no politicians
no countries
missing borders
no wars
one earth one humanity..

She left
Decided to divert myself
went for shopping
a huge departmental store
I stayed few minutes
in front of all food racks
but
once finished
I found myself
with an empty cart
Is they don't have what I want??

Nothing like coffee
to start a small date

Nothing like tea
to refresh a tired work

Nothing like juice
to relax in the middle of journey

Nothing like soup
to enjoy the time with girlfriend

Nothing like milkshake
to have in the middle of new relationship

Nothing like soda
to have in the end of heavy meal

Nothing like milk
to fill the empty stomach in night

Nothing like cocktail
to start the myth named enjoyment

Nothing like water
to have in the end of love....

an interesting
Is this train
trying to copy
great people like
Mother Theresa
by collecting and
carrying
everyone on the way....,

She was beautiful
seeing her eyes.
Stuck, no movement.
Came back home
checked human anatomy
20000 years before
same happened to our forefathers
but that moment made
them to succeed coz
they had tail.
By wagging.... showed
their love....
won the heart of women...

It's Money
Why Money bring happiness
an awareness
Except you
Everything has to come from outside
It's starts from
Newspapers
Milk
Groceries
Television and Net connection
Cycle
Bikes
Cars....
money needed
to exchange above...

her words
" I hate you "
hurt like
a fly
struggle to
getup from sticky ground

a new book
sat on garden chair
sailed into the story
chose my character
lived through….
a great journey
understood
why the story end in
*they lived happily ever after.."
coz
the reader lives
in character, they should
live happily ever….

If
****** in court
may confess
he was dictated
by his thought...

an experience
the beautiful aunt
other side of the fence
made the grass greener..

a critic
nothing but…
way of stealing
the success
of the criticized..

Only problem
with this world
**you never go back home
with the same mindset
What you went out with...

a sound trigger
men heart
with a danger
of slipping..

Professor said
Life is like walking
on the tight rope and
another way is…
It's like gambling?? She said
It’s like Love?? I said by
smiling her.

In office
She was upset
I was normal
Evening
She fought with me
for not reflecting her..

buying a car?
Seating comfort
are very important
than
appearance
coz
you drive
sitting inside
not outside…

An old man on death bed
wife asked, "you never suspected
my behaviour. When you are away??
Old man replied, "Not knowing is the deepest intimacy.."

a new party
entered with my friends
searching for
a fertile one...
my eyes communicating
to my heart
reject..reject…reject…Wow
a select, very beautiful
sighting..sighting….
no response
atlast, she came to us
she took my pen
from shirt pocket
to note something…
a freedom of using my pen
make...my heart building
a small castle
to romance her
in my dream…

Seeing
my beautiful children's
a gratitude
a thankful to nature
those cozy nights
helped
me to paint
in her gorgeous cave...

I was like puppet
invisible string
dance to her eyes
whether am aware or not

of late
her behavior was so erratic..
in dream
walked into her mind
shocked
there are so many
application for love
waiting in queue
for appraisal
then
checked my images
most of them
became blurred
understood
a preparation
a construction
to create a tomb
for my love (failure)..

ripple
a pebble
a lake
child act

spit
a man
a terrace
bad act

pond
a ditch
a rain
nature act

war
a leader
a wish
devil act

education
a teacher
a cane
noble act

society
a wife
a love
marriage act

*a son
a daughter
happy act

Waiting for her to say "Yess"
Love hiding behind her eyes
Words waiting behind her thought
At last
She said, "You pay my life expenses!!"

a lie was
first creativity
of a man..

I decided to
transform
her memories
into my canvass,
every time I finish
something missing
I scrap,
scrap………..

Even Samaritan
locked in
invisible jail..

a dream
a fall
from old bookshelf
a novel
character got scattered
on the floor
the book looked empty
don't know how to
put back again
thought of calling the author
an awareness
made to watch
freedom of character
which
suppressed in that book..

The company
has presented a proposal
to Health Ministry
For various anti-pollution product
Now
they received Licence
Then...
they invited all politicians
made a deal..
first, to pollute the Country..

An explanation to
my girlfriend
why am having dark complexion??
hmm...
I can blame my government
By birth
am half white..
In our city
often power goes off
staying under dark
I became darker..

My colleague
for the past few years
grumble
about her breakup
in friendships...
within few days
she go with
another new boy friend
seeing this
she doesn't needs a lover
But
just someone to love..

Cleaning my workshop
after 20 years
found my old love letter
found her few images
the one with hugging together
tears rolling..
wanted to hug the images
like
the HUG you give to
your degree certificate
a kind of meaningful
wholehearted Hug…

I love the vibration
of her ******
like a beautiful statue
breath to come alive

Seeing
People migrating
other countries for jobs
It's
a pathetic way of
explaining
our country Economics..

an urgency
intimation to GOD
about our emergency

bought flower
for my
girlfriend
regular meeting
love increased
with
flower woman..

Sometimes
In a date
I look tired
she adjust my hair
with her fingers...
to lit my hormones
a way of saying
"listen to me.."

Same love
Same specification
a boring.......

a Soldier confessed
I never killed anyone
..............
they were not there
one hundred years before
will not be
one hundred years after
I just gave them
early exit

a 45 year
old school mate
called for a date
to our old village
visited our nostalgic places
sat near the lake
time went
I entered her heart
it was
like a deserted old house
partly sink in mud
opened the gate
and walked in
her house waiting for
known guest for long time
knocked
no one inside
the kitchen of the heart
never used
for long…..
it was empty, cold and
lightless
walls are carrying
cracks
a total absence of
human love
…….
slowly
cleared and cleaned
in and out
lit a few candle
cooked some….
sang some old songs
……………………..
………… am very glad
to be there
even alone
Now, almost evening
she got up
smiled
thanked
started…
she walked slowly
leaving tears
behind
a few miles
then
no tears
no traces of her….
................
missed her…..

an office training
first separation
he controlled tears
she went to bed
wearing his shirt..

walk all life
by bare  foot
not worn out
slippers, shoes
changed many..

temporary bail
subject
to future help..

What is life??
Today.
What is truth??
Tomorrow
What is tomorrow??
Death..