A man becomes bad by ‘situation’,
He is not bad by birth.
And ‘situation’ comes from inequalities –
And social dogmas, made by the men of earth.

When I feel myself unhappy
I take up my pen and my diary.
Then I sit by the window on my chair,
From where; I can feel the blowing air.

Subsequently I begin to write
I write about the ‘Sight’
I write about my pain
I write like a crazy insane.
I write about my feelings
I write about every thing.

No matter it (story) is a good one or bad
But I only write to escaped from sad.
I don’t expect it to be great
I don’t expect it in a higher rate
I only write to get relief of my pain
I don’t write for gaining my fame.

Only writing brings me tranquility
Only writing removes my anxiety.
This is why I always write
And this is why I will keep write.

Under the blue sky
Sitting by the sea side
Across the sea, setting sun
I have had you on my arm.

Around the open sky
Blowing the cool wind
Seeing the homeward birds
There were only two of us.

The waves were flowing
Waters were forth gushing
As the sea was deep
We were so in love and lips.

Still now all things remained similar
Only we have separated and dissimilar

I had been so tense
That I could not sustained or thrive
My heart was literally broken
That I was not able to survive.

My life was clueless
That's because I have had no bless
I seemed to committed the worst sin
The sin was that to others I was so mean.

But when I came to thy feet
I always get from you a warm greet
You have also freshened my mind
By the verse in you I have find.

It is you the unique literature of the universe
You made me able to express my own verse.

Let me be free to climb my dream
Let my dream be flow like a stream
Please don’t hold me from back
Please let me go to fulfill my luck.

Let me be free to start my journey
Let me be free to fulfill my destiny.

Let me be free from this man made custom
Let me be free from this religious storm.
Let me sail my boat to the land
Where loves is the only religion
And man never stands against man.
Where life is not a race
Where times never chase from behind to seize
Where I can breathe with my own choice
Where my notion is not everyone’s toys.

In this wonderful starry night,
When the world has fallen to a deep sleep
When silence has covered all the side
We two sit with locking our lips.

In search of life
I have reached too close to death.

As much as I am crossing the way of life
I am facing more problem,more pain
It seems to me like; growing up is a sin

In the lap of nature
Under the Willow tree
Accompanied by others creature
I sit with depression in me.

Here, by the side of Willow
Also flowing the great stream
Where at the midst, in a row
I can hear the rolling Salmon's scream.

Here also blowing the cool air
Under the blue evening sky
But these all objects still unfair
To my soul without satisfy.

Because you know without your beautiful face
In my mind, these phenomena have no trace.

In this un-rhythmic way of life
If I have ever met someone special;
It is Thou on whom I thrive
On whom depends my cause of lethal.

My heart and soul have burnt
With a lots of despair,
After thou have let me learnt
That I am not in your affair.

Though, I am not love by thee
Though, I have no place in your thought,
But thou still special for me
And thou always will be still a lot.

So, I can love you till my last breath
This is my only and final death wish.

She is walking in beauty
With a smile of purity,
Her hairs glimmering like gold
With the help of setting sun,
To her it is untold
That her beauty is the cause of my heart burn.

Like every day I still looking at her
As much as I seeing her
In every minute I am going too close to her
But in every second she is going too far.

Like another day again
She is goings away
Like another day again
I still looking at her left way.

I never told her
That I love her
More than myself,
And I don’t think
I will be able to tell it myself

Like all the morning
I wake up from bed
Like all the morning
I look outside the gate.

Then, I walked to the garden
The sight looked more pleasant
The trees got new flowers
The flux also got their followers.

Like all the morning
The dropped flowers got cleaned
Like all the morning
The garden still green.

But, like all the days
My mind still in stress
Like all the days
I reaching to more loneliness.

Like all the days
I have got no follower
Like all the days
Alone, I have to keep up.

Without sea
The boat is purpose free.

Without greenery
Nature has no scenery.

Without dust
Rain never cast.

Without pain
There is no gain.

Without any seek
Life is freak.

Without stern
We can’t learn.

Without brave
Life is grave.

Without love
The world is full of starve.

Like all these, without thee
My life is like the autumn tree.

The philosophy of life is-
"There is no philosophy in life at all,
Anything could happen at any moment".

"Love is beyond of
knowledge"

Last night I dreamed of god
Then I talked and asked him
Why there is pain in earth?
He laughed and replied
"There is no value of day
Without night
There is no value of light
Without darkness
Like, There is no value of happiness
Without pain
Because, you can't imagine or feel the taste of day
Without night
You can't imagine or feel the taste of light
Without darkness
You can't imagine or feel what is happiness
Without pain
Because, this world is a blend of similar with their dissimilar".

Day by day, I grow older
Sorrow and pain is coming more closer,
Happiness taking her way fainter
Love has stopped to be become the painter.

Those past days of childhood
I spent my days in more fruitful mood,
Happiness were everywhere
Nothing to worried were.

Never saw things of disorder
Life was in order
Playing,running with lots of friends
Those were spirit of trends.

Life is beautiful to imagine
Life is painful to move in.

We humans are born to die
We are mortal
But we have opportunity
To be immortal.

Beauty, money, pride, Fame
All at once will turned to dust
Only our work can immortalize our name
From thousand to thousand years.

If we work hard and work for good
Then we will be remembered as good.
Bad things also remembered
But with lots of hatred and angered.

Though you made some mistake
Or maybe did I,
Or maybe we were troubled by time
Or by our lie

But there is nothing we can achieve
By those misdeeds of past
But there are lots of things we can receive
By our love with just.

What we have done
We cannot undone
But what is left
We can give them a proper set

Then, let’s give a goodbye to those misdeeds with this ending year
Let’s start freshly with the approaching happy New Year.

Though I am not a poet enough
To dominate thee.
But my heart is more than enough
To make happy and love thee.

I liked to look forth
So, I never turn back
Not even I gave a trace of worth
To the things in my back.

When I was looking for love
Often, which about I dreamed
But she(love) was behind me
I could not imagined.

When I learn that
I stopped forth act
But it was too late
To return and catch that fate.

I realized, I can't change the act of time
But I have to act in right time.

Today I have traveled across the city
I have met so many people
Among them I felt myself guilty
After seen a child with a poor couple.

They are all shelter-less and starving
Live by the side of dusty path
And feed by the food throwing
From several person with wrath.

After saw them I leaned to them
And talked to them questionably
What they said no word can't proclaim
Their poor condition unconditionally.

After I seen their deadly state
I thanked to the almighty and my fate
That what I got is lots or bit,
I will never let my soul to be greed.

Love never betray us
But lover does.

Let the bird be free
Do not hold her in cage, cause
All have right to free.

There is no such kind of love as spiritual-
Without physical relationship,
Because the source of love is physical appearance.

It is true; I have spent my most of life
In company with- regret and sadness
It‘s true I have to spent my rest of life
In company with- loveless, loneliness

There was no-one in the past to hold me
From falling into the dark hole of life
There will be no-one in future for me
To light a candle in my way of life

I fell, I survived and I rose again
I overcame the gloominess of my life
If I fall again, I will rise again
Lone, till the end I will fight and survive

Creator sent me in this world alone
After done my work, I will leave alone.

There will be one day
When I will not be here
No one going to miss me, sure
Because I am not Shakespeare

But I have no regret
For not being famous
And I thanked to god
To gave me this times on earth

What I got in life
Is full of black without any light
But I am happy with this painful black side

I expected nothing
And never going to expect anything
Because, expectation is the most riddle maker
Without it I or anyone can go on better