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Jenish Aug 2020
Death is not your aim, Life is not for fame
Between lines of nature’s rhyme,
Luck is not the same.

Mouth is not to mime, lust and luster’s chime
Beggar’s garb on dame,
Why the heart not flame?

Tin of humanity shame, opened loud to blame
Without having the brame,
Uttered vanity claim.

Time is not to tame, minds of ruthless lame
Do your little dime,
Not for name or acclaim.
Jenish Aug 2020
Prelude of blessings in the cradle of nature
Bringing tears in my drained eyes’ stature
Care and love personified as dear mother
Door to the world opened by my father.

Door to the world opened by my father
Care and love personified as dear mother
Bringing tears in my drained eyes’ stature
Prelude of blessings in the cradle of nature.
Jenish Aug 2020
My ardent faith in you leading me to your divine pond where I will flap my tiny hands and swim with you to the other shore.

streak of pleasure rose
as the swimming lesson grows -
swan and little boy
Jenish Aug 2020
From a distant village, where forest lining the edges, where nature dancing with wild rhythms, where human existence have usual conflicts with minacious wild life, I bought an unparagoned cow.
superbious gait
she glimmered in bright spotlight -
wild domestic breed

In that romantic night, where moon shy to pop out from behind the murky clouds, the queen in the cowshed spend her first night with the howling songs of dogs.
croaking frog's sonnets
blended with loud fearful barks -
greeted the new guest

As the symphony of greetings continued the night and the night after, I was puzzled and forced to look around to meet a vacant sky and under it the haunting darkness.
predawn darkness stood
a veil to my eyes hiding
mysteries of night

Unable to squirrel the burden of anxieties of my quizzical mind, I decided to stay awake to watch the cowshed and my cow under a splendid moonlit night.
mask of truth divulge
laurels stirred in fiery force -
a fine leopard leaped

My abstentious legs dragged back the fleeing heart, and I was rooted trembling as a pole left alone in a cyclone eye.
watchful twinkling eyes
stem the course to silent cow -
fearless mother licked

Astonished to saw the nonchalant cow, licking the beast same her calf, I decided to rend the skies for the jewels of truth behind this precious spectacle of love.
beast lost his wildness
under legs of licking cow -
Leopard lied there low

I took an assiduous journey back to her previous owner with the imagery of a leopard cherished by their benign cow, where I was welcomed by the most baffling story of motherhood.
the truth rushed at last
shivered reminiscence –
fed curious mind

Once a female Leopard lost her way to the erf of human dominance and suffered a pitiful end in their retiform, but before she touched the sacred stream of serenity, a baby was born to the hands of her pursuer.
crying cub was fetched
from dying womb to the barn -
cow turned loving mam

Until the baby Leopard transformed to riotous youth, the halcyon mother cow fed him directly from his teats of love and then one day he was transferred to a faraway forest as an avowal of the law of land.
objections obliged
mother and her son parted -
but distance was dim

Hither to, on every darkest hours of silent nights, the different son visited her foster mother to share his adventures in the distant wild and to cherish the beauty of motherly love and it continues even the mother was transported to another house as the uncouth son followed her to her new abode.
trembled with pleasure
flower of truth opened soft -
fine fragrance of love
Jenish Aug 2020
twilight in delight
move with sun or stay with moon -
blushed sky painting red
Jenish Jul 2020
Bygone days of childhood
I met a pet, a grave and graceful purring cat
My 'Poppy'

Her coquetry
Still sybarite years cherishing
With love

Oh! she
Dusky colour
Bright!

Bygone days of childhood
Still sybarite years cherishing
Bright!
Jenish Jul 2020
Boy :-

deep beneath the veil
behind creaking songs of mouth -
felt fragrance of love

Girl :-

nah! torpor dreamer
fret over your own fancies -
stars won't shine the day

Boy :-

rain sweeping over
pall of clouds hiding the sun -
still I waits the smile

Girl :-

before thunder knocks
lightning burns the tweet of love-
not the right day out

Boy :-

burned pile of ashes
blown by the low moaning wind -
shines the fire of love

Girl :-

fling of youthful love
swayed faded chintz of my mind -
stony heart melted
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