Learn to add
                   Happiness of others
Yours
Sufferings will get reduced themselves

Brotherhood
Is the root of peace.
Plant it, water it, taste it, it's yours!

See! Softly!
The moonlight
Kisses the lake
And her face
Blushes while
Stars wear shyness

Show to the child
The perfect picture of dream
He will buy it at the cost of uncountable moments

Rain is more tasty than a kiss if you love spring

Snow, blossoms, grass, glow
Of the moon, and the shepherd
With his girl in dream!

Her cheeks in full blush,
Lips sparkling in solitude,
And love to the brim!

"time to tie the knot,
Time  to make thee mine for keeps,
And forthwith be done!"

"bind my life with thy
Fidelity and will soar
This bond to the blue!

And I am thy soul,
O Shepherd, till you goodbye
Bid and we are one!"

"No, O my Princess,
I am not the pearl of thy
Plush palace, never!

They will slay me, oh,
And you can't live anymore too
And our love then lost!

Better to do this now
Ourselves before they step here
And immortal will be!"

The mellow moon slept,
No snowflake, no word on lips,
Eyes silent, love bloomed!

A globule is life in sultry summer's blow;
A good thought is a diamond when verses are low.

How humble is the book!
How kind, how humblest!

We nudge it; we fling it.
We carry it anywhere,
Sometimes without attire.
Oh! It is in full-blown winter!

We take it; we place it.
Anytime we open it.
Oh! It is in sultry summer!

Our foolish mind we paint on
Outside, inside; it is our will.

Have you ever heard it groan
Or grouse against our merriment?
It never does; it never wiil.

Should not we then change ourselves
And promise for its. Better life?
That  always gives us light in every tunnel
And makes us stand on the zenith!

Frills on thread;
With the caress of breezy breeze
The kites fly hanging from the shaft!

No self-defence is as beneficial as knowledge
That always walks with with you like  your own shadow!

The ship is sailing; it is sailing
In the wild ocean, in the silent sea.
It is sailing; it is sailing.

It is ferrying us to our native place.
Some are happy; some are sad.
It is sailing leaving behind no trace.

The helsman is steering it at his own choice.
It is sailing; we are watching.
But he is with us; he is hearing our voice.

The ship is sailing; it is sailing
In the wild ocean, in the silent sea.
It is sailing; it is sailing.

Why depression?  
All days are of one family?

And I find her memory inconsequential;
It has no ladder to get to the dove

Perched on the branch,
But a deep ditch, very hollow and horrible.

I must put down her portrait
That's a fierce fantasm, deadly dumb.

The more we remember "She";
The more our fortitude falls.

Love isn't a peach friend;
It's skilled in politics.

I must go to the sea singing songs
About the new path where happiness grows.

Outside
The window
The breeze sings
His holy verses
He would recite
In praise of
the Almighty

My room echoes
Solitude woven
With his smiles
haunting me
To be part of
Universal truth
Any time

Short clothes make one's respect short

Motivating costs nothing
but results in something special

Make learning your horse
Make knowledge your sword
Who will defeat you then?

O Almighty! Lit my brain with thy light
I pine to revive the lost imagism kite

Formula of being a happy man:
Whenever sadness strikes you smile at its face...........

Hold someones hand
Give him satisfaction
You are the best motivator

If,
Or as I feel,
You call me

A silver ring

On your finger
Or in a casket

For safety,

I will care the finger
That is not that one

But my house

My complete life!

Anger has never been favourable; it is only eczema.

Votes
Are
The
Deep
Voices
Of the people. They dream of a real listener.

I always said to myself
Enjoy the competitions
It is your turn to receive salutes

Forget the girl that loved you/
Forget your beloved that left you/
There is a mind in each heart/
Sometimes the latter is an audience.

This is not the way to bid farewell!

I saw you in the moonlight,
And you, in white, smiled
Like a lily in the sunshine!

This is not the way to bid farewell!

Crossing the road,
You waved your hand,
And I like a happy man smiled!

This is not the way to bid farewell!

Think about the sunshine;
Look outside;
You will
See
Something
In your favour

Melody echoes---------
Balloon bursts and cries join them
With bodies fear blows

The unprivileged complete our democracy

Thy rosy lips are winning
Kiss me once more
To soothe my melancholy

Let us sit
Under the moonlit umbrella
And drink the rosy wine of our hearts
The angels of stars will justify
Our love is a golden apple

Stand and go, but don't wait
Run and chase and then relish your dream

Yes
Peer into
A fast fading rose
And its pruned petals

Salt is water in the container.
No rope to tie it,  and put aside.
Clock invites you to the dinning table.
Guests'r fanning with their portables.

He is there to incite you
To hit your head against the wall.
Would you?  Imagine. It is done.

He is the ghost.
You will cower.
Care to be taken of.

Little hospitality keeps
A mischievous cat away from the kitchen.

Don't let him to follow you.
Take out your sharp temper.
Stab him. Finish him off
At the click of a mouse.

Prepare the dishes.
Feast is an unstitched relation.
Hold on to it tightly.

Salt is chilies in eyes under his nose.
Salt is deliciousness at his death.

Dare to be a killer
To avoid the brutal killer.

A child said to a plant,
"I want you to grow."

The plant replied,
"I want you to bear fruits."

When it is almost over, it is another beginning of your golden period...

If you dont have dreams  dig them out
life needs them to be real life

once we visited the zoo.
that was a grand tableau of life
in our cages of strong iron.

on the camera,
we froze the beauty of a small fawn,
the toy for children.

others in other directions,
played with their fingers,
and they reciprocated.

in a corner,
a small kid looked
at a white big cate and

slowly wrote something
on the muddy wall,
zoo is sweeter for our senses
than the suffocation of their dreams.

There
Is no evil anywhere;
We create it and find difficult to do away with it then!

Poet never thinks of anything in return;
Imagination is everything he gets in his life!

Stillness in the lake;
The hills are dumb till their death;
Silently I walk

Even
A soft word with the downtrodden
Cures his inner wounds which remain invisible

My life is wrapped,
Said Honesty, in used papers
That roll off the table
Where they collect heavy rappers.

I saw a purple piece of fluffy cloud,
It was flying over my mind!

I, said, sticking out,
Unfold yourself!

This balloon swung to and fro
Like the girls on the floor,
And it went on till I said again,
Unfold yourself!

It crooned, stooping,
Love, love, love,love,
You left alone, you left alone!

No! You are in my bossom!
No! You are in my bossom!

A droplet fell on my head,
Oh, it was so heavy, so heavy!

Keep it, it said, with you,
The souvenir of your beloved,
You left alone, you left alone!

The breeze came there
And took it away aloof!

I sighed with sobs,
I scolded myself to forsake it,
So early when it was in its prime!

On the yellow sheet,
I penned my pang!

There was a balloon in my room,
I left it to fly in the space,
It wandered hither and thither
Like a homeless child,
Oh, the wind took away its soul!

O Almighty! I wish to meet it in thy heaven,
O Almighty! Make it my wife there!