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6thyOct.2016

So long you are with me dear
I live in your musk-fragrance.
You leave but I find you here,
mind wipes off static distance.  

14th July, 2017.

This dilapidated school building
bears the wrath of Nazis.
Legend says
garden of flowers were smashed by them.

In this beautiful juncture of blue and green
the statue of ruler stands as a scare crow.
We have wiped out the trace of Nazis,
why not give a face lift to the place?

My plan of building a hotel has been sanctioned.
Please visit the paradise next summer.

Our age is a deciduous tree,
sheds yellow desires every year
makes room for new ones
in the spring of  opportunity.

Some desires resemble oak leaves,
cramped and brown- still cling in mothers’ bosoms
like our plans, albums, possessions.
Alas, trees can't expand like us for new desires!

Age and tree deviate at summer's end.
Age teaches to seek nectar of life..
Desires leave slough of leaves
and follow age as a sincere dog.

8th April, 2017.

The fire of anger
with intoxicating liquor
touches ring finger.

The bull is unseen.
Every male is clean
with superior power within.

The heat and burn
force her to run,
and **** the finger- love is gone.

20th Feb. 2017

A pair of hazel eyes look at me.
Your 'bandana' runs up to forehead,
a scarf covers nose, chin and below,
the pinky complexion of your cheeks
lures me to paint you as a lovely maid.

There is no invitation in your eyes.
The fathomless look has ocean depth,
perhaps you read me with a X Ray beam
keeping yourself beyond my  comprehension,
like prima donna of my dreams.

Like a true lover I want to know more of you,
like a fearful citizen I peep to judge your intention
like an art lover I adore you as a fine piece of art.
Who are you and what are you?
Alas! You are million pixels away from me.

28th September, 2017.

A rustic lass of early teens
sells raw diamonds on a pavement.
black stones are laid on a mat
small rocks  fetch her livelihood.

‘See, the stones can cut glass sheets,
all are genuine raw diamonds,
buy now or you miss a gem,
going cheap at two dimes each.'

Her face is *****, attire shabby,
hair unkempt, eyes sunny,
around the dullness, monotone
a tulip slowly unfurls petals..

She holds the reins of little brothers
a pair of kids in birthday suits.
Has the mother left her shadow
to teach the tricks of steering life?

I’ve bought a little piece
kept it in my glass show case
a simple, uncut, glittering stone
memoir of a youth to be.

7th. Nov. 2016

Thunder, lightning and rain ceased.
They peeped out of a cave.
Bright sunlight flooded the earth,
air was cool and birds chirped.

As they came out a voice echoed in air,
‘O, my reflected souls,  
I've infused the nature in you
contain the flame of want and live blissfully.'

They were made of simplicity, love and trust.                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
So long they had no want.
There were plenty of fruits in the Garden,
a river quenched their thirst
birds and butterflies gave them company.
They lived here with toil, love and compassion.
                          
Winter came- everything turned white.
With white hunger they searched for food                
their need, reasoning and will,
gave birth to Satan,
who came forward and said,
'The Garden of Eden is for all.'
He took them to the other part of the Garden
where eternal spring reigned,
offered them the God's fruit with a smile.
The Age of want and logic began.

19th Dec.2016

Books of novel are tetra-packs.
Fruits of society are manually picked up
crushed, mixed in neat proportions
and sealed to make fresh fruit juice.
Goodwill achieved by the presenters
put wings to the packages.

It's a different world in the dark interior
There are dreams of sun, rain, summer,
and the colors and tunes of spring
present a mirror world
full of butterflies and pests.
Each pack waits to tell its inside story
to an expectant connoisseur
and waits eagerly for a sigh of relief.

As the wind rolls on
cloned and genetically modified fruits appear
new entrepreneurs present newer packs
modern people enjoy never-before taste.
Every now and then new vistas open up,
the two worlds spin side by side.

Here hares wait quietly till drizzle stops atop hills, bright light peeps rabitually habitually wolves hooves trot brought again sound of cloud and air clash.
Flash
Then again sun and fun return, hares en- mass dare and scare away wolves.
Crazy Jerrys are chasing, facing warm Toms from yesterday to today.

(Poem in ***** Form, i.e in a new poetic form. Here most adjacent words rhyme. The theme is funny, bizarre.).

4th September, 2017.

Some science and commerce words are cut
to use 'co' in shortcut.
The intelligent way of stamping
saves the labor of writing.

Company loses its 'mpany'
and 'C0' never looks funny.
Another 'Co' presents color of black berry
and 'Cobalt' smiles in paint and jewelry.

The logic of chemistry can guide
to understand CO as Carbon Monoxide.

5th October, 2017.

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

Capricorn clings to me as per Eastern astrology  
Western system puts Libra on different ideology
Feng Shui offers a new interpretation,
but I exist from the day of conception.

28th Jan. 2017

Intoxication
in the name of religion
leads to salvation
of others.

Drinks of power
always shower
egoistic pleasure
of winners.

Alcoholism
reflects mannerism
just as prism
of lovers.

26th March 2017

Human nature is to be a creeper.
We use the weak, meek and backward sections
as branches of trees.
To keep the growth uniform.
nature intends to equalize
by earthquake, flood or forest fire,
but the devastation is area specific.
Societies come up and resort to democracy.

15th Oct. 2016

Human bodies hang in air,
thrive on light and air,
bloom as crops of soil and water,
still need tools to sustain here.

All souls desire strength to sustain,
to harvest crop, to build home.
We get speed to roam around,
hearts still hanker for some food.

A smile is a delicious warm dish,
sincere praise- a bouquet of fruits,
patient hearing, help in need
act as nectar of amaranths.

8th June, 2017.

Splendor of a moonlit night
frozen in vacuum silence of desolate air
lies within reach.
Let the mind break its golden cage
and spread flapping wings.
The sky and stars, trees and earth
will absorb all the steam
and bring us within our hold
for, we have a right to live every day.
Let's open the chiller door
make a drink and make up our mind,
sip the beauty and spread ourselves.
That's the way to peace and heaven,
that's the way to live with self.

9th Oct.2016

burning sun
earthworm gasps
drought

birds seek shade
we bathe in sweat
ants carry eggs

cloud brings rain
hazy fields and cool air
piano recital

17th August, 2017.

cool January
soft sound of chattering teeth
night of painful rest

faint tunes of dew drops
hazy February morn
sun and transport wait

first song of cuckoo
melting snow of mountain tops
a cool transition

bees drone busily
spring festival unites all
colorful April

groan of nor'wester
May carries storm and heat spells
month of thirst and sweat

tunes of first rain drops
sun and cloud play hide and seek
June brings hope of crops

downpour all day long
raindrops play a symphony
July helps sowing

rivers run in spate
August plays cymbals of flood
water everywhere

month of September
spread cough and stomach disease
catkin flowers bloom

crop harvesting songs
October brings festivals
smiling faces roam

yellow barren fields
songs of fishermen
cool November air

month of snow and choir
hail storm plays the Dholak drum
December- year ends  

27th June, 2017.

It's like a bird
limited by movements
brooding later
on love, feed, and flight, flight, flight.

It's like a fish
swimming in a sea of habits
forgetting self
for few minutes of relishing self.

It's like the lord of forest
thumping paws cause earthquakes
sweet will paints air- red or green
till time puts a radio collar.

It's like a diamond
angle of vision creates the glitter

16th Nov, 2016

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

20th Century dawn.
Typhus Virus took human shape,
was named 'Typhoid Mary',
infected and killed many.
Perhaps deadly microbes believe like her,
'We are harmless'.

1st September,2017.

I wish to tame a yeti,
who will fetch me power and pride.
A mermaid in my aquarium
to showpiece beauty and love,
Sindbad's Roc bird on my command
will carry my fancies far and wide.
Then my I- a gas filled balloon
will take me beyond my dreams.

22nd.Oct.2016

My first book was a store of love
words were made of sound and touch
characters smiled and sung lullabies
I learnt to talk and run for the sun.

There was a flood of colors, letters,
sentence rules and social norms,
the book was slowly spreading wings
indoor merged with grey outdoor.

Just then a seed opens eyes,
world starts to melt and dance
music, painting, sea of words
become books to make me green.

O book, how I thank you dear!
You have taught me to get rich,
share the gems of treasure
just like a ***** friend.  

12th May, 2017.

This is the room to keep my excesses,
also broken items from chair to furnaces.
My once-treasures, though usable
find a place here- they are un-sellable.
Items like sofa and book racks
belong to my ancestors, shoes and rook sacks
of my daughter and son, now living away,
are strings of my heart- help sentiments play.
It is like my album  of yellow events
and long forgotten wins and laments.

24.1.17

We are tied in colored ropes
ropes of shower, fog, flowers and snow
invisible puppeteer earns our feelings.  

13th Nov. 2016

Humming birds and bees
kiss red cardinal flowers,
flowers dance and sing,
happiness spills over to
air, trees and our hearts.

10th Nov. 2016

Expedition of life starts at dawn.
Trainers come genetically,
custom and society fill the gap,
we start a journey,
the route is misty.

I started for the Kanchenjunga
Half of the track was well lit road
rest was chosen weather-wise.
While I was in the last camp,
the peak was conquered by fast runners.

It took several years to start new expedition,
light came from 'post meridiem'
air changed a lot,
it was another peak in the same Himalayas.
Now the hazards are known, I strive.

5th June, 2017.

Limerick is a city in Ireland
It  has plenty of bricks and sand
Has masons and their bosses too              
Adding  the two and two
the city hopes to be grandest de la grande.

Love and malice are sides of a coin
both feed equally to our mood.

We praise the charm of our lover
first for beauty then the qualities,
in the name of understanding
we weigh the obedience.

Affections for young self
have magnetic effects universally.
To avert a conflict of existence
roads of life bifurcate.

Lack of obedience steals
light from both the eyes,
malice and anger are marsh gas
flame and heat cause massacre

The ambit of obedience
cover racial, social, religious fields
greed of power incite people
exodus, wailing choke the air.

To restore peace and equal right
we need a world- wide human chain
the road is long- weather inclement
we have to feel - we can do.

18th May, 2017.

This mask shows you- what I am not,
glorifies beauty and hides dark spot.
I can scare you with this tool,
simply loot you or make you a fool.
It forms a part of my daily attire
I leave home with it and remove as I retire.

17th April, 2017.

Oh, mosquitoes,
children of lust,
you hover all over the world,
to **** blood for own cause
and multiply.

Helpless society
and frustrated victims
are your brooding ground.
You've outnumbered leeches and vampires
only through a strategy of invading indoors.

Politics, lust and revenge
let you sustain for generations.

18th March 2017

Last few days at school,
where saplings grew as flowering plants,
aroused sentiments and camaraderie,
friends became relatives, teasers- mates.
.
First and last day in college,
turned to be morning to noon.
Diffident souls of first day left as inflated balloons,
being wiser and bolder to fathom the sky.

Memory laden last days are deciduous trees,
We rejoice when it's green again.

3rd March 2017

World is full of holes and thorns
my moves of gain get stumbling blocks
I fight umpteen times
to be happy with part success.

Gray forces put life at stake
rising prices choke my breath
love is volatile.
I'll make this world a cozy place.

To get the trust of human souls
I've to open sluice gates,
chop off undercurrent moves,
develop equally 'humane traits'.

My Church Father lent an ear to the plan
asked to change myself rather than the world
leaders of a dozen field
offered the same feed in different bowls.

I let the world move happily,
bear the burden of Sisyphus,
curse my luck for all the sweats
and pray, and pray, and pray to God.

11th October, 2017.

Now my heart sings- Happy New Year
to seen and unseen- dear or not so dear.
At least one day in a year with the rise of sun
I send you warmth of my heart- enjoy life, have fun.
For life is a drop of water on lotus leaf
we balance life and toss with each one's belief.
The warmth of heart- like oil on sea
may make us turbulence free.

2nd Jan. 2017

Oh, stop talking!
Day and night
uproar, uproar,
useful thoughts
are swayed away,
your 'I' inundates
my ear, room, existence..

Listen now
the whisper of air,
reply of dancing leaves,
songs of Robin,
flattering of bees,
and tunes of a lover's
rosy heart.

You will find in my flood of words
a contrast between the two.  

27th April, 2017.

Both of them are running
from Aesop's days of simplicity
stamina and diligence
defeat contempt, insincerity.

Then again in 1934
Disney shot them at running track
Tortoise won as beauties failed to charm
Love of life brought Rabbit’s ill- setback

I find them still on race.
Powerful rabbit has a bright hope,
the tortoise will surely lose
and be guilty for taking dope.
Based on: Disney's movie 'The Tortoise And The Rabbit' (1934)

1st April, 2017

A child's mind is an artist's easel,
catchy scenes and characters
make art gallery exhibits,
connoisseurs and critics wonder.

In time, colors fade.
forms of drawing remain,
child crosses the road with easel on breast,
real and surreal co-exist.

Parent, adult and child play in our psyche,
when child loses heart in enjoyment
parent frowns
and the adult acts as conscience..

9th March 2017

Power reserves forest land,
wild aboriginals lose teeth and claws
people enjoy them on magic carpet.

Dams Reserve water,
like lachrymal gland of eye
woes overflow as tears.

Reserved category once lived
in gigantic palaces,
now museums preserve grand air.

Reservation,
a social discrimination,
starts silent revolution.

There is magic in rice cereals.
They dance as baby- fish in boiling pan,
and soon become snowy cool Delphinium.
Boiled grains easily vanish in the mouth,
a mug-full keeps you cool in summer.
Roasted rice is fluffy and light,
par-boiled pressed rice- ready to eat.
Have these as your breakfast treat
or just munch with evening tea.
Are you thin, have insomnia?
Fill your tummy in tones of rice
to gain weight and have peaceful sleep.

8thy May, 2017.

First we learn to walk indoors,
the path is full of pebbles, *** holes.
We tumble down, kick and fight
till the floor turns plain and smooth.

Roads of life are topsy-turvy
weight and force of steps make them even.
Roads are endless, so are journeys
we make the smooth for posterity.

10th July, 2017

Papa, mom and me,
a happy family,
we live in a poultry.

Papa is called 'Fick'.
Mom's nature suites 'Meek'.
I'm simply a 'Chick'

Owner increased birds
came attendants, guards.
Our lives hang on 'Silver Standards'.

Our mothers teach,
'In heaven we reach
through roast, sandwich'.

21st September, 2017.

Pink petals of rose
sprayed warmth in my youth.
Now thorns *****!

27th May, 2017.

Autumn is our conscience.
Vast expanse of blue sky nurse it,
white clouds occasionally cover it up,
cool air quickly cleans the blockade.

Autumn is short lived.
It wears peaceful colors.
Monk like contemplation wraps it up
by logic and faith.

Autumn is a buffer between shower and
                                                             snow,
like the want and end.

25th Oct.2016

Ending
hug of Teddy,
help and love of nanny,
stay in bed and the use of pram.
Starts the epoch of facing challenges.
Outdoor invites the little soul,
friends and pleasure are gained
charm of home is
ending.

6th Jan. 2017

Leader is a shepherd of sheep.
If he is a man
he clips them daily.
Women use them in
dish a day.
Sheep in turn
milk the bosses
and draw them in their fold.

Everything is set in mathematical accuracy,
a river flows humming the tune of waves,
the hillock smiles in variegated greens,
blue sky looks down, breeze caresses gently,
and the riverside pub is a picturesque relief.
In this vacant scenario,
an artist feels the presence of lively nature,
draws a lass with hay and twigs walking briskly
rhythm of nature radiates to her body,
she lives as a lively nature within a frame.

23rd Dec. 2016

When your eyes sparkle
lips are flooded with smile
thousand flood lights brighten your face
I find my spring in you.

The world quickly changes hues
time gets a pair of wings
warmth of passion engulfs as mist
our hearts sing in duet.

If ever you wear a sarcastic smile,
your grin reflects half of heart,
despair pumps a smile to your face
I’ll still find my spring in you.

17th Heb. 2017

Satellites, rockets, cameras
explore the space everyday
some come back, others circle on
like Tom, **** and James Kay.

Everyone wants to seek a lot,
‘what is there in the core,
how can I have a space to share,
and use it as an exclusive store?’

Heart of a young girl is astral space,
unreserved territory, explorer’s dream
youth and beauty attract bold and able,
lass gets junk moves, filled to the brim.

6th Feb. 2017

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