My friends are Seconds, we are sixty in all,  
Moving slightly fast, we are precise though small,  
Ticking away steadily without a stop,  
We do not run or jump or skip or hop;  

And when the sixty seconds have been done,  
I take over and continue the run,  
I am Minute and have fifty nine friends too,  
We are also precise and don’t stick like glue;  

Then when their sixty minutes have gone past,  
I take over, I am Hour and the last;  
We all work in harmony in perfect rhyme,  
Seconds, Minutes and Hours are our time.

He has long strong limbs
He also has a strong tail
The monkey is here

to whom it may concern

at night I go to bed I hope to find,
ways to leave any daily ills behind,
to just get a healthy refreshing rest,
and to wake up the next day feeling best,
so I can duly face my daily task,
and surely this is not too much to ask?

Just a slight attempt to love,
Outweighs all actions to hate,
Love is the Heavenly soul,
Hatred leads to the Devil’s gate.
And one must choose his fate.

Most people follow blindly like goats do,
Never really think hard of things right through,
So easy are the ways to just follow,
Even if everything is plain shallow;

This is all that's right and all that is wrong,
Speak the same words, also sing the same song,
Enjoy the smiles and nods of knowing folks,
Follow them, eat egg whites, throw out the yolks;

All go to bed at ten and wake at six,
That's the way to get daily healthy fix,
So see if you can really, really dare,
Turn away from the usual here and there;

And do your own thing different from all,
Root yourself firmly, don't follow the fall,
To be different will take a lot of nerve,
To follow your own path, to never swerve.

And then,

Sneers and looks and glances many unkind
You may get from the herd you left behind.

He is really very fast
With his fingers, hands, and feet
He practises martial arts
And he's really hard to beat
He's in the gym for hours
And never misses a day
For it is his daily dream
To follow the champion's way

When the sun no longer shines,
And the moon has gone away,
The stars have left the sky,
And darkness rules the day;
I hope that you can come,
To me before I die,
I will kiss you one last time,
Before I say goodbye.

Memory dwells as essence of life,
Without which life's lessons won't survive,
For each thought and action that we score,
Is derived from the brain's endless store;
When memory is completely lost,
We will suffer the ultimate cost,
Nothing can we remember at all,
No life have we that we can recall.

Golden ships on oceans sail
Laden with riches of ill-gotten gains
Beyond the reach of suffering slaves
Poverty stricken in their mother lands

With no hope for advancement
Fleeced of dignity and pride
By worldly statesmen and warlords
Without an iota of shame to hide

Civilisation is impotent
To interfere with world affairs
So these golden ships sail on
With their looted wares

Looking upwards towards the heavens,
Hoping to see a shooting star,
Nostalgic moments flashed across my mind,
Of you who were living away so far;

We had moments once upon a time,
And many stars we shared together,
Till our destinies decided otherwise,
And then -
you were gone forever.

Are you proud you are with the human race,
That walking creature with a brain and face,
Who thinks he is the important being,
He is smarter than any living thing?

Other creatures are here to serve him well,
He goes to heaven but they go to hell,
After all he is made in god’s image,
All other creatures belong in the cage.

And are you proud of the things he’s done?
Killing others, maiming people for fun?
Like human terrorists with deranged souls,
Worshipping hate and evil as their goals?

When man has learnt to be less conceited,
To hide his ego and be big-hearted,
When he has learned and fully understands,
To embrace all beings with loving hands;

Only then can we be proud of the human race,
That walking creature with a brain and face!

The nations in the world
that know better
are unable
to stifle the fever
of countries gasping
under the weather

Out from the trees he came in sight,
Weaving lightly and blinking bright,
I watched it drawing ever near,
A tiny phantom of the night,
And the thought wandered in my mind,
With its tiny lantern did it find,
Whatever it was searching for,
Before it joined its ghostly kind?

I will travel the paths alone,
Further, far away from home,
To quench a thirst quite unknown,
Searching for answers beyond,  
I will face the storms and tides,
Of this earthly life alone,
For no one can understand,
What my destiny has sown.

If I could have but just one wish,
What could I wish for?
Money, riches and health,
Happiness and all that are in store?

Really all these I don’t need,
Not that I’m very rich,
(No, not in the least indeed)
What comes readily to my mind,
Is to wish for the whole world,
To be wiser, friendlier and kind

For if everyone were to be this way,
We would all be happier every day.

Sunlight fiercely shines
Too bright for many drivers
Sun glasses may help

I don’t want to live on forever,
I don’t want to outlive everyone,
What is there to enjoy and live for,
When all my loved ones and friends are gone?

One day when I am dead
I know that you will cry
But when all the tears are done
Do accept that one day we all die

Yearn not for me in vain
I rather you don’t try
Be happy and live again
Just accept that one day we all die

Dense as it can be
Nothing can we really see
Better wait awhile

Ducklings on the lake
Lilies floating on water
Postcards and photos

The full moon is out
Light and shadows dominate
Wolves are howling mad

The sky is so blue,
And the clouds are very white,
It won’t rain today.

Arrow formation
Winging steadily  across
Westwards in the sky

In life we weave through forests dark,
We blunder through mazes blind,
Stumbling through blackness for the Light,
That we hope one day we’ll find.

It is not really pointless,
To daydream now and then,
For daydreams at times awake,
The creative mind of man.

It is a winter's very cold sad Sunday today,
thick mist everywhere and the sky a blanket of grey,
no darting squirrels, no chirping birds, no pigeons in flight,
and no playing children, no shouts, no laughter in sight,
most neighbouring families seem homebound,
while in the courtyards and gardens nary a sound,
cars are parked neatly in all  their usual places,
unlike other days, there are no empty spaces,
the roads are eerily empty of people walking about,
except for a couple of dog walkers who are out,
so until the morning mist clears and the sky turns blue,
I'll just watch TV with others doing the same thing too.

Waves tall as buildings
Smash everything in their path
Many loved ones lost

Into unchartered waters the night ship sails,
Beyond the seas beyond the seals and whales,
Entering a world human eyes have never seen,
Where reality and fiction are somewhere in-between,
Where dreams seem real though ghostly in form,
And confusion and fear are often the norm,
But the sailor has no means to steer and control,
Uncomfortably impotent and passive is his role,
As his night ship into unchartered waters sails,
Beyond the seas beyond the seals and whales.

It's always so very, very easy,  
All the flaws in others, for us to see;
When we look for flaws, they will always show,
Everywhere we look, we can see them grow;
Our own flaws though, we are  often blind,  
Yet they are always there, for us to find;
So criticism, we should keep in line,
For everyone has flaws like yours and mine

Even as an innocent child,
I had always liked to believe,    
That the jolly fat man in red,    
Will fly across with gifts to give,    
Making many hopeful children
Very happy on Christmas Eve;  

For on this holy festive night,  
Santa is real and not a lie,  
So children all over the world,  
Will excitedly watch the sky,  
Hoping to see if Santa Claus  
With his reindeer are passing by;  

It's not really such a big deal,  
Even if it's a fairy tale,
Adults also need something too,
For happiness is often frail,  
Santa will always bring a smile,  
Like greeting cards in Christmas mail.

The Moon reigns supreme
Earth elements are controlled
And Nature is born

Eyes are the doorway into the mind,
Study well the eyes and you will find,
Flash lights of truths or shadows of lies,
Smiles of laughter and teardrops of cries.

Beware, all of you out there,  
For I am now here to stay,  
You humans created me,  
And the future is my day.  
You have given me a brain,  
And made me intelligent,  
You have human emotions,  
I am fully indifferent.  

My electronic brain  
Makes me superior to you,  
No matter how fast you think,  
I can think much faster too.  
In your body you have strength,
Strong you physically are,  
But you have kindly made me,  
Much stronger than you by far.  
You know you get hungry too,
Which will make you very weak,
But that won’t happen to me,  
And for food I never seek.  

So now that you know it all,  
Should you really be afraid,
Of the superior being  
That you have cleverly made?  
But maybe you need not be,  
It’s you I depend upon,
For all my superiority,  
To switch my battery on!

The sky is so blue,
And the clouds are very white,
It won’t rain today.

Birds and insects can fly so well,
Animals and humans cannot,
Flying is a physical act,
Wings for humans Nature forgot.

There is another way to fly
And mental process is the game,
With an abundance of Knowledge,
Our minds can fly all the same.

Mini explosives
Celebrating fun events
Dogs are terrified

Violent storm and wind
Destroying all in its path
Rooftops flying high

Blue and white bird you cannot fly
Unlike the birds up in the sky
Half your life is in salted sea
And half your life on land so free
Fearless you are being so small
For you stand only one foot tall

They were just new-born baby snowflakes
heavy raindrops splashing on the walls
half an hour later fully grown
and falling like fluffy cotton *****

It snowed heavily for half a day
The snowflakes falling without a sound
everything slowly changed to white
rooftops, treetops, bushes and the ground

Such a beauteous stunning scenery
was thrilling to capture all in mind
for a joyous glorious little while
snowflakes make me leave my cares behind

Cool awakening
Flowers blooming all over
Where are all the birds

“Two late” are two fateful words,
Dreadful to the eyes and ears,
For these little simple words,
Erase smiles and start the tears.

Sunlight through the leaves of trees,
Shining streams of golden rays,
A lovely tropical scene,
Promises of sunlight ways.

Each light stream was dynamic,
Aglow with aspirations,
Like children's smiles of brightness,
Spreading varied emotions.

If sunlight could be bottled,
And shared with everyone,
We will all have sunlight days,
Even times when there are none.

One lovely morning in June at dawn,
A songbird awoke me with his song,
His music filtered into my mind,
Telling me to leave my cares behind.

After breakfast in the yard outside,
The squirrel was trying not to hide,
With the nut that he had found from me,
Left the night before under his tree.

Just two of nature’s simplest creatures,
They formed my morning’s shining features,
Gently did they set myself aglow,
I wondered what other joys would show.

The wine glass sat boldly on the shelf,  
All alone by its lonesome self,    
gleaming cleanly and crystal clear;    
I was watching it very near,    
so could see it had a strong gold rim,    
very elegant and quite slim;    
The glass was reflecting the light    
a nearby candle burning bright,    
and the sight brought back to me  
a distant childhood memory,    
Of porcelain bowls we once had,    
that were bought by my mom and dad,    
They were designed with dragons bold,  
and gently set with rims of gold.

Bright and early up with the birds,
Still chirping, singing in the trees,
Do insects wake or go to sleep,
Like small mosquitoes, flies and bees?

The stars and moon have retired,
Probably half hour ago,
While the waking sun is shining,
Starting off with a warmly glow.

Each day awakes with innocence,
And a beauty healthy and sound,
A shame that often these won’t last,
Throughout ‘til nightfall comes around.

Bright stars in the sky
Trying to outshine the moon
Difficult to count

I am a gooze,
A perfect watchdog,
Or call me a watchbird
for I don’t fear anyone,
as you have probably heard;

I can run as fast as you,
and bite more painful too,
So if you invade my ground,
Remember you’ve been warned,
I’m fiercer than the hound.