Palm gets excited
when cool breeze tickles its cheeks
as a mark of love

Chime of golden leaves
greet the fresh rosy winter
in the green valley

Nature falls in love with delightful season
winter falls gently beyond reason
dazzling beauty on snow peaks
bows to kiss pink cheeks
and shy palm
seems
very calm
crazy cold wind seeks
his new love but never speaks
winter is life and fall is treason
nature falls in love with delightful season

Ardent
waves lap gently
on the shore
bringing
with them
purple gems and blue pearls
to adonize
the glamorous evening
and
the horizon
steals
the cute smile
of sinking sun
under
its' breath

(Kishan Negi)

Sunrise
throws light
into
my face
with a divine message
to touch
the destination
before
the sun hides
behind the orange shadows
of blue ocean

(Kishan Negi)

Anguish Of A Homeless Child

He is destitute and homeless
all his prayers are hopeless
all songs he feels toneless
and life economy is boneless

On the earth he is just born
but his destiny is so worn
all his clothes are so torn
a blooming bud not a thorn

Why his eyes are downcast
and emotions are so aghast
when his dreams are so vast
why then so dismal is his past

He demands handful of sky
and angelic wings to fly
at his fate why we outcry
he has only question “why”

Why his face doesn't ever glow
why his planets walk so slow
never he felt tickles of snow
all answers he wants to know

If tomorrow this volcano will outburst
we will face another grisly cloudburst
then the situation will be the worst
so please save century twenty-first

(By Kishan Negi)

If I were a Poet


If I were a poet
I would have sketched
my hidden thoughts on snow mountains
for never melting
when shining sun passes through
the angelic heights of mountains
he would feel happy
that a poet dropped
a birthday message for him

If I were a poet
I would have painted
the clouds with my dreamy thoughts
never to evanescent
stars and moon from the heaven
would feel delighted
that a poet painted
their dreams on clouds
for their anniversary to come

If I were a poet
I would have inscribed my poetic ideas
on waves of blue ocean
never to vaporize
sky looking down the sea-waves
would feel pleasure
that a motivational poet
has left a magical idea for him
to go through fire and water

If I were a poet
I would have imprinted romantic words
on the glowing face of rainbow
never to fade away
earth and sky from the horizon
would fall in love with each other
to read the romantic words
on the rainbow a poet has left
for their existent relationship

(By Kishan Negi

Why Often It Is

Why it is often that
whenever you talk to the playful gust of glacial wind
while waving your long silken and fairy curly hair in fun,
suddenly the frenzy clouds roam around the blue sky
to embrace the sky and cling to its arms

Why is it often that
whenever you hum a song
that enters the heart with your enchanting smile,
then the rainbow in the sky with its seven colours
yearns for drowning in your drunken love for ever

Why often it happens that
whenever you enter the threshold of the alcoholic puberty
with your unique and bizarre gestures,
then the stars and the moon too
hide behind the sky demurely

Why is it often that
whenever the high tides of youthfulness
in your breath makes you feel refreshing,
then the sky-high waves of deep blue ocean are
attracted to kissing the firmament immersed in love

Why often it happens that
whenever your oceanic blue eyes blink in trance,
then the shy moon and the fiery sun,
being crazy in the love of each other,
play a unique game of hide and seek

Why often it happens that
whenever your deep warm breath
flows down the pinnacles,
then snowy peaks and glaciers
start melting while falling in romance with your charm

(By Kishan Negi)

Mystery Of Sympathy

A small village on the bank of river
stack of stinking filth on every corner
people were forced to breathe in ***** stench
no one took care of the destitute villagers
torn clothes on children's body
didn't have bread to satiate the hunger
perhaps their happiness was lost
in the fumes of poverty and helplessness
Malnutrition ruled the entire village
To this day, in this poor village
no school in the village, no hospital
the village was deprived of all the privileges
but today, suddenly food was being distributed
clothes were being donated
innocent and young children didn't know
why is God so merciful to them today?
Nobody could understand deep roots of this mystery
a village where the sun never shines,
the moon never pops in and
little stars never twinkle
why suddenly the ocean of humanity began to flow?
But humanity was neither annihilated nor destroyed
in the candid hearts of villagers
curiosity forced me to know this secret
then an old villager told that
the elections are to be held soon
the sympathy game was to grab their votes
then came to understand
the strange and deep mystery of sympathy

(By Kishan Negi)

But Hold My Heart Forever

In the long journey of life,
many unknown faces entered into my heart and
many known faces were lost in the darkness of oblivion
but a known face still exists in my mind
who broke my heart one day and
held the hand of someone whom she loved
from then on, life became desolate and deserted
now life was full of silence darkness and
loneliness was my new partner
but since you have stolen my heart
it seems as if God has sent
a wonderful angel from heaven
Your unique charm has stolen
my day's peace and night's sleep
your neptunium blue eyes
have relished my day with its oceanic magic
now only I realize that
why moon is so tranquil and sun is so hot
You are the height of the sky and
depth of the profound ocean
inspiration you are mine who
taught me the essence of life
when your long curly hair wrap the sky,
the clouds feel jealous of you
I wish your soft hands to embrace me
to make me feel at home in the paradise
I wish you were mine till my last breath
You, therefore, may hold my hand for a while,
but hold my heart forever

(By Kishan Negi)

When I was borne
my mother passed away and
one day father also
left the hut leaving me alone
and my destiny was now
homeless, helpless and orphan
vagabond I was now
roaming around the road and streets
in search of food and shelter

But I also have some dreams
I wish if I were competent enough
I could have opened
an amazing school
where free education would
be right of every poor and needy child
and now no more poor child
would be deprived of education

I wish I could have built a dream home
for every homeless and destitute child
now no more child would
spend dark nights in the open sky

I wish I could have made
a beautiful garden where
every homeless child would play
and run after colorful butterflies
and beautiful flowers of all colors
would bloom in the garden

I wish I could have opened
a big kitchen near the dream home
where every hunger child
could eat to his fill and hence
no more child would be esurient,
unfed and indigent

I wish I could have opened a factory
where clothes could be stitched
for poor and naked children
and no more child
would be devoid of clothes
I pray to God that
my dreams come true one day

(By Kishan Negi)

O Little angel O little angel
from tranquil galaxy of rebirth
coming through milky sky ways
to land on the human earth

singing merry Christmas songs
with basket of wonderful toys
some for her innocent girls
and some for naughty boys

with divine light on her face
wearing a silken white gown
ornamented with amazing smiles
and over head a silver crown

her gestures were heavenly
adorned with diamonds and pearls
crossing cluster of dark clouds
and encountering many whirls

when lands on the human world
her appearance very cute and fair
looking very pretty and very shy
with magic stick and golden hair

message of peace and prosperity
she brings from peaceful heaven
that says to all human on earth
no more carnage - no nine-eleven

feels very sad why human fight
why dangerous nuclear weapons
the earth becomes land of hell
while god made it land of heavens


angel distributes wonderful gifts
to all human beings on the earth
preaches us all lesson of peace
and says make it living worth

merry Christmas merry Christmas
to everyone she smilingly wishes
hugs every one of her children
and blesses with many kisses

suddenly the little angel flies away
disappearing high into the blue sky
leaving many unanswered questions
when, what, where, how and why

(By Kishan Negi)

Every moment that I spent with you
how much was delightful
how exciting and delectable it was
but it is the reflection of the past
I passed every moment with you until tomorrow
now are the remnants of memories only
had the pleasure of heaven in your shadow
I still remember those sweet moments
when your heart would palpitate only for me
now tears start flowing from eyes despairingly
but those are now hazy and blurry memories
now why do you keep me sulking
my baby heart now in your arms
why feels sadness
and loneliness
where gusts of cool breeze smiled till yesterday
why suddenly hot winds began to wave
now every moment with you
is like simmering heat
and your arms
appears to be a flaming volcano
what happened to those vows and promises
we had taken for an infinite relationship
why do you remain so sulking to me
why are you so heartless to me
can you return my past
can you return my eternal love
I will wait for your return
my arms are curious to hug you
my sweetheart come To rejuvenate our relationship
in the shade of banyan tree
where golden memories of our dreams
are waiting for us to embrace our love
I am waiting
and will wait till my last breath.

(By Kishan Negi)

In the scorching son
he breaks stones into pieces
to earn livelihood for his family
and does not stop his journey
until the sun sets
in the unending horizon
then spends the whole dark night
watching galaxy of stars in the milky sky
waits for the next morning
to begin his tiresome day again
homelessness and poverty
are his well-wishers
his children are never
blessed with colorful dreams
nor born with silver spoon
in their mouth
and one day these destitute and
unfortunate children of nature
will also start their journey
by breaking stones on road
to live a miserable and poor lives
how long this process will continue
even almighty god may not know
and this endless journey
will never tire
to train next generation

(By Kishan Negi)

A pessimist always
views the blot
in the flashy moon
but ignores its amazing beauty
even in the blot
always hunts up the dark clouds of
despair and sorrow
but lays aside
the smiling hope of ray
he considers the dark clouds
as epitomes of
annihilation and cataclysm
but defies the milky showers
of happiness and prosperity
in the dark clouds
he will never know that
happiness is only real when shared
and happiness is a journey
not a destination
and an optimist always
beholds the beauty of the moon
and in its beauty
meets supernatural visions of
righteous god
perceives that supernatural events
always have a logical explanation
and that almighty god
showers the blessings of
happiness and prosperity
exists with belief that
humanity was neither annihilated
nor could be destroyed
and always prays to supernatural power
for a prosperous society
blessed with harmonious relationship
among human beings
that are peace-loving

(By Kishan Negi)

Divine love is the essence of eternal bonding and relationship.

If I had fallen in your divine love
I also could have known
that how twinkling stars
in the moonlit night
could strew their amazing illumination
in the whole universe
that how the moon in the milky night
could embellish its beaming smile
that how austerity of the galaxy of stars
could witness the happiness of macrocosm
that how melody of nature
could touch the heartbeats of its lovers
that how harmonic sound of birds
could create musical environment
in the dark and deep forests
that how rustles of the intoxicated winds
could break the silence of darkness
that how the voluptuous gestures of the sky
could stimulate ****** desires
of flora and fauna
that how the adorable smile
of elvish dark clouds
could shower colorful kisses
on the pink roses crazy in love
that how the sensual seduction of dew drops
could magnetize the glow of dawn
and that how the fresh air in the morning
could disrupt the penance of the spring
if I had fallen in your divine love
I could have felt
the eternal beauty of nature
I wish I could have drowned
In your divine enchantment
forever and ever and ever

(By Kishan Negi)

Divine love is the essence of eternal bonding and relationship.

If I had fallen in your divine love
I also could have known
that how twinkling stars
in the moonlit night
could strew their amazing illumination
in the whole universe
that how the moon in the milky night
could embellish its beaming smile
that how austerity of the galaxy of stars
could witness the happiness of macrocosm
that how melody of nature
could touch the heartbeats of its lovers
that how harmonic sound of birds
could create musical environment
in the dark and deep forests
that how rustles of the intoxicated winds
could break the silence of darkness
that how the voluptuous gestures of the sky
could stimulate ****** desires
of flora and fauna
that how the adorable smile
of elvish dark clouds
could shower colorful kisses
on the pink roses crazy in love
that how the sensual seduction of dew drops
could magnetize the glow of dawn
and that how the fresh air in the morning
could disrupt the penance of the spring
if I had fallen in your divine love
I could have felt
the eternal beauty of nature
I wish I could have drowned
In your divine enchantment
forever and ever and ever

(By Kishan Negi)

Feelings of divine love and endless bonding makes the lover enjoy the life

When darkness envelopes
my destiny
and all doors of hopes seem closed
still I feel some courage to breathe
because only you can give me that feeling
when all of a sudden
I find myself alone in this world
and accompanied by loneliness only
then I feel someone around me
that shows me
the meaning of being lonely
because only you can give me that feeling
when my heart is broken
and I feel that no one else like you
offer encouragement to my broken heart
then my heart starts beating for you
because only you can give me that feeling
when I stumble and fall on the ground
I feel that you appear as a savior
you lift me up, hug and kiss
and inspire me to look at the twinkling stars
that are shining for me only
because only you can give me that feeling
when life hits me hard
I feel that your sweet smile
becomes paradise for me
and help me overcome fear of failure
showing the path of success
because only you can give me that feeling
when I become a hopeless wanderer
in search of incredible adventures
I feel some invisible touch on my back
that boosts up my energy
to continue my journey
because only you can give me that feeling
now I feel that
when life gives you lemons
make lemonade
I feel that you only fail
when you stop trying
nothing great is ever achieved
nothing ventured nothing gained
without your enthusiasm
because only you can give me that feeling

(By Kishan Negi)

When morose cloud mourns
why it showers heavy rains
it sheds tears of melancholy
to me why it hurts and pains

when the uncle sun is furious
why it excretes red fireballs
its heat scorches all creators
every one prays for rainfalls

when stars glimmer in darkness
why their smile is so ecstatic
avid children behold them fervently
since naughty smile is so fantastic

when aunt moon shines at night
why it strews hue of its moonlight
cosmos is enthusiastic to shower
and enjoys an amazing delight

when the flowers bloom in valley
why they tempt with its fragrance
all creatures dance enthusiastically
and adore its eternal perseverance

when bumble-bee kisses a flower
it falls in love and gathers honey
then jocular bumble-bee flies away
but their love story is so funny

when nature has blessed us all
with so beautiful and catchy gifts
why it happens that human life
takes so many turns and twists

(By Kishan Negi)

In the moonlit night
rich childhood imagines
beauty in the moon
and an amazing toy for himself
he wants to play
with his dream toy
he finds reflections
of his childhood in the bright moon
he wishes that the flashing toy
remains in his tiny hands for ever
and persist to grab it
but the poor childhood
imagines the bright moon
as a piece of bread only
and wishes to have it
under all circumstances
to satiate his hunger
but hungry childhood
and constrained conditions
stand as barricades
between his poverty and
the beauty of the moon
he finds reflections
of destitute and homeless child
in the milky moon
as the moon is only
the bread for his hunger
he wishes he were
the owner of this supernatural bread
so that he would never
cry ravenously for food.

(By Kishan Negi)

(1)
Wind seduced the leaves
attraction for each other
having hots for love

(2)
Kissing and hugging
ecstatic for love making
being lovey- dovey

(3)
Sensual eye contacts
head over heels in fresh love
vows and promises made

1
Welkin flirt with moon
love making celebrations
became an item

2
Breathing together
deep feelings for each other
match made in heaven

3
Looked at each other
blushed a glamorous woman
falling in first love

4
Pink lips allured me
maiden relationship grew
a love at first sight

Sowed the seeds of sweat
shining barley crop smiles
a harvest season

2
Mom croons lullaby
baby in silent motion
dreams peek from window

3
Her ******* allure me
attraction at equal heights
images of contours

4
Girl with golden hair
adolescence lands on earth
beauty pageant

1
Bright rainbow appears
sensuous sky turns orange
delightful climate

2
Wind steals dreams of leaves
my fingers touch her soft cheeks
love making season

3
Allure of darkness
silence is delectable
universe in rest

4
Amazing sun set
sparrow gets back to nidus
darkness in action

(1)
Galaxy bathe in milk
waves of blue sea bouncing high
blue whale sailing

(2)
Meteor falling down
lightening flash in the clouds
small child getting scared

(3)
a dark cloud emerges
skylark opening the mouth
frog enjoying rain

(4)
Duck floats on water
sun smiles at its reflection
fisherman sail

(5)
Wind touches her cheeks
rainbow kisses purple steamy lips
vibration in dark clouds

Colorful rainbow
'
climate changes drastically

orange horizon

Blondie finds a shell

peeps out an eldritch pearl

begins a new vision

Stars twinkle in mercury light

air walks through deep forest

child paint dreams

Wheat crop shines

plenty of water in canal

starvation disappears

Child gazes out dark cloud

mother holds an umbrella

dark clouds shedding tears

Lion beating the drum

wind kisses green leaves

shining sun smiles

frog splashing in pond

Peacock dances in snow valley

monsoon knocking at

Baby cries for food

draught ruined the rice crop

dry land and no monsoon

High sea waves prance

shark and dolphin sail away

mollusc creep on sand