He says,
    In your lovely eyes you have
    a combination of blue and grey,
    a pair of strong magnets,
    and a ton of sunshine smiles.

    You have gait and posture of a Pine,
    movements of a classical dancer
    spontaneity as of waterfall
    and matching beauty of the nature.

    I love to have your company.
    We may toss the world on our terms,
    rainbow will be around us
    can you hold my hand for life?

She says,
    You are a tall and handsome man,
    boiling with dazzling flamboyance,
    of all the stallions of the college
    you are old tortoise.
    Your father is a Plutus- god of wealth
    you fly in high branches.
    For Love's sake please let me move
    in my rustic way.

    14.12.2016

Old hawk swoops down on a tree,
waits for a drama to enact soon.

First sun makes a wake-up call,
small insects flock in green field,
they dance and sing and have breakfasts.

Tiger-bug is hungry too.
He arrives, gets food, plays with preys.
Sun brings heat as rush goes on.

Toad is on his morning walk,
saw the bug and ****** him in,
could not finish the regular round.

A passing snake is quick to act,                                                                   bulky toad now rests in him,
lo, the snake moves as a snail.

A flying kite has found its prey
dives down at lightning speed.
The snake is dangling in its claws.
Some crows chase the intruder.

The hawk now raises both the eyes.

All lines do not make a form
nor all forms- a curve.
How many curves may make a circle?
Frankly speaking, I don't know.
To attain a perfect spherical state
lines squabble among themselves,
alter the pattern and forms of life
so, the feeling of self existence
may run to infinity.  

7th Dec.2016

The wish trekkers
invented speed- wheelers
for feather rides
in ebb or tides.

We call these- automobiles
which frequently change plumes and styles.
We invest sweats for comforts,
save time and use in trades or sports.

Their utility changed from luxuries to necessities
now these run in frontiers, villages and cities.

4th Dec.2016

All the snails
have hard shells
like coat of arms
of pachyderms.
Beetles' hard sacks
save attacks
just as armors
of old soldiers.
Our safeguard
is to make skin hard
to let us glide
in ebb and tide.

1st Dec. 2016

Hearts were ignited in American War of Independence.
French Revolution carried the flame far and wide.
The torch arrives in huts and palaces
vanguards march shoulder to shoulder
people volunteer, camaraderie grows,
the torch is carried beyond horizon.
New blood strives to keep rainbow promise
alas, tears flow from shattered dreams.
Oysters need to suffer long for creating pearls,
so do the society for metamorphosis.

27th Nov. 2016

Oh mirror, the flattened cornea,
Whom do you belong to, dear?
-Who love me as themselves.

Oh my childhood Barbie,
Whom do you belong to, dear?
-Who put their breath in me.

Oh the young walking stick,
Whom do you belong to, sir?
-Dependence of helpless old.