The sea places the sleeping sun in the sky
Prevents birds from their fly
Sleepy sun in the evening
Likes to retire and sing
With the idea of snoring deep
Rests and relaxes to sleep
But occasionally peeps
Sneaks away at night
Lays  straight
Next day again sea makes sun to wake
Near its blue depth to for its sake

In the haze
Quite breathless and amazed
Dusty wind  rewind
Pigeon flies blind
Caught in the mirage cries
Cuckoo sighs
Dust creeps everywhere
Sands scramble altogether
Under these sequences
Birds feel testing their patience
Metaphysical strain increases
Mind tumbles thought decreases
Human mind gets blocked
Like soft drink corked

Every time I use the three little words
I do not come forward
Because It means much more
Your existence that I adore
Cherishing the time spent together
Trying to explore your feelings
That keeps on my brain revealing
Reminding whether you too feel the same
Keeping me in guess, lips utter your name
Even your stupid acts attracts
And my emotions gets distract

Why left alone can not understand
Memories clinging to mind just stand
None to share my thoughts
That are wrestling in the brain to wrought
Silence prevails, darkness trails
Mind set up upset frails
Left alone by the tyranny of time
In the old age at the verge of prime

Behind the closed doors
Sat to scribe poetic flavor
Outside cool wind was blowing
Street light was flickering
A bicycle was fast moving
A child on it was rushing
My subject of the poem was focussed
But little confused and biased
As the wind had stopped
Child disappeared
Coffee was served
Topic became unnerved

I see a Sparrow's nest
Artistic and best
With full of hays and twigs
Narrow space like wigs
A Sparrow falls down
I delicately handle its crown
I keep the Sparrow in the nest
It chirps and rests
And hang the nest back
See it does ot need a jack
Then see a small frog
In the sands lying like log
Brain floundering
Mind keep bouncing
Wants some enlightment
I roam  for entertainment
Crystal sand pierce my feet

I offer the burning wick
In the evening
And the round stone I kick
The deities look bright
With the burning wick slight
The air is full of roses scent
Sacred wick's flame shines
Auspicious feeling rises
Chants smoothen the environment
Eyes rest on god for blessing's predicament
The village elders resting against the wall
Close their eyes and aspire tall
To have a peaceful life without downfall

Pitch dark night
Not a Tinge of light
Absolutely no delight
Beasts resting in the the woods
In relaxation mood
Fireflies shining
Their glow glittering
Human beings  vast asleep
None ready to peep
All in dreams deep
No one ready to strall
Or addressing with a call
All utterly silent
Composite and calm, nonviolent
Shutters of eyes closed
Lips stitched
No scream
Lost in dreams

It was an evening
Almost glistening
Thoughts were brightened up
Boys were driving up
The ducks from the river
Rain water made them shiver
All herded quacked
And the environment racked
Hoarse throated raised their voices
None could resist noises
Their voice more powerful than the frogs
Rain made them enjoy sitting in the logs
Their sound was incessant
Turned irritant
Rain and wind created havoc
Ducks moved with raucous sound adhoc

Every light reminds clarity
Darkness with secrets presents despairity
Light presents perfection
Darkness takes to regression
Light reveals truth
Darkness distorts facts
Both survive, one with eyes wide open
Another closed eyes behind the vision

She leaves to catch the first train to work
With hurried pack of makeup on the cheek
The day is spent through sieve of eyes
Eyeballs oscillating with movements
With lots of tensions
Stale coffee invites on the kitchen top
Loose button of top suddenly falls
Dried toast in the lunch box teases
Takes minutes to sew the button
And leave0ł

Time like an angry tiger
With its tail growing larger
Jumps like furious fire
Through heaps of pyre
Glistens without fear
Runs without being seen from rear
Stirs and like gushing near
Overwhelms situations
Calulates with insinuations

Memories get up lazily
Makes me  ponder hopefully
Days bloom hastily
Idleness prevails clumsily
Songs sprout  cheerfully
Tinge of misery breaks nastily
Crayons of blood pass through vein gradually
Multiple ideas clash momentarily
Saline thoughts spring
Heartily
Bones  want the brain to act blankly

Abandoned buildings
Without yeilding
Of human population
None to expect narration
Haunted by mutilated expansion
Sightless eyes as if stare
Introducing nightmare
As if curses of living now dead
Their remaining bred
Anguishe Summing up
Loneliness cropping up
Howling graffiti fitted up
Idleness of material user up

This little flower
With crimson bower
Dew's shower
Bears in its *****
All colors awesome
Tinted dark
Specially to mark
Green leaves and amber
Thorns in its chamber
Pink, gold amethyst
Flower appears atheist
Like a pointed star
Stands apar

All family gathered icon
Curiously looking upon
New God is placed upon
A new cabinet built on
Silk curtains are drawn
There stops a van
With garlands of flowers
To decorate the diety with its bower
God is neatly placed in
Occasion with sweets graced in
Cabinet gives a cave look
Where perhaps enlightened God is hooked
Atmosphere is enchanted
With mesmerizing mind's somnolent drowsiness planted

Correction of expression
Scrapped lips dip in aggression
Where the tongue slips
It often falters and sips
Saliva to prevents from regression
Dehydrated words sprout
With narrow doubts
Sad collaboration of sentences
Unfinished refrences
Fall far  apart
Leaving the conversation to depart
All preambles to absurd ends

When yellow leaves hang
Upon the boughs bang
Shake in the cold
With feelings untold
Trying to watch twilight
As sun fades with delight
Black night wants to arrive
Leaves whither wishing to survive
Green leaves when alive glow with fire
Nurture and nourish themselves by air
Yellow leaves await their death
Losing their greenery's mirth

Elephant watched the butterfly
Sitting on its huge tusk with a fly
The butterfly jumped from one place to another
Surveying elephant's body every where
Elephant got envious 'of butterfly 's briskness
Saw butterfly sitting on the delicate flower enjoying honey filled petals
Elephant humbly thought it knows only to ruin and crush the plants
Not to appreciate their beauty

Everymorning I travel
The world I travel
Consists of petty things
With which I mingle and sing
As the vehicle haults
With some or other fault
I do not miss to watch
Gushing water over the pool
That flows so cool
There a white dove sits on the rock
It draws my attention with its mock
It seems Rock and dove both love each other
And a fallen kite rests on the rock altogether
Happy is the dove  sitting
Happy is the rock standing
Happy is the kite resting
And I am more happy watching

Dream in a dream
Which makes me scream
Cloud of furious vulturs
Around my mind nurture
Flung their wings
Lowering with clings
On my neck and
Almost wreck
Hewed like enemy with blasphemy
I utter and chant God's name
And the morn returns with sun's fame

Like holy inscriptions
Without any descriptions
Nor any prescription
Just your signature
Respectfully mature
Like a valuable scripture
I had preserved
Kept it reserved
To show it to my grand children
A symbol of pattern
But to day it has turned in to ashes
With my heart developing rashes
As the soiled torn little pouch got burnt
Long preserved scroll increased my grunt

Cloud will you rain
A few drops for seconds
Will you deal with the moist breeze?
Will your rain drops bring the temperature down?
No hurt, no wound will you jump
With storms, thunder and lightening
Taking your own form and color
Will you rain?
Just brief solving my grief
Long hours of humidity
Has made us suffer
So will you bring the change?

The artist sat with colors
Some bear and cheer
Did he paint?
Or simply taint
Erased more
But did not bore
Drew some birds
That appeared natural
And the blue sky so real
Felt as if birds are learning to fly
In the open sky

In the tumultuous of day today life
Often out life gets eclipsed by our constant strife
We elaborate our pains even when they are brief
Our mental agony makes us get submerged in grief
Many critical situations arise with turbulence
And the horrendous instances paralyze our life's essence
Tears rush with fear making  moist the cores of our eyes
We eliminate most important activities by bidding them goodbye
But getting involved in fruitful hobbies, one can come out from this state of mind

My sorrow cried
I  just pitied
And i tried
With tongue tied
To get rid of its noise
But I had no choice
My Sorrows sobbed
Difficulties bombed
And it was knocked
When tears attacked
Wet eyes backed
Sorrow suffered with solitude
I waited for better tomorrow 's servitude

Feet buried on sand
Legs drenched in sands's strand
To quench thirst
Throat chokes first
My search for water
And its bower
Slowly becomes fast
Camel moving majestically vast
Dusty storm moving in high speed past
Makes my mind surrounded with a new task

Traveling in the brook gladdened Meadows ahead
Watching mountains of wearisome heights raising the head
Passing on the roads in the afternoons
Stretching away to the night of moons
A travelers rejoice in mind
Non stop moving of its own kind
Memories of past appear and rewind

Lost sunshine of youth
Brings memories worth
Busy Saturdays with entertainments
Following Sunday with refreshments
Sundays activities in the kitchen
Making me totally smitten
Now as growing grey
Things are at dismay
Golden sunshine lost
Olden days gone fast

Spread of cloud of dust
Raged I stand with lust
Trying to get my best
Furious shock
As the night locks
Wavered and staggered in dream
Craven hung and scream
Crept under the bedspread
Lifted in dream evenly spread
Standing in dry trodden sand
With hair blowing in strands
Windy Flung all along
Sudden awakening strong

Look at my thoughts
How often they wrought
Not much sought
As I loiter around the streets
Sweating just to meet
Old friends whom I greet
Stretching my shriveled hand
Giggling I hear and understand
Their taunts and metallic laugh
Which attacks me tough
Now my eyes are dull
I want to yell
Look at my thoughts not so well

Eternal snows seem to grow
Watching it with tighten brow
Feel like imaginations sown
Making the soil stubble low
Undulating land want to bow
Lands shine and well glow
Winds westwords try to blow
Snow melts and freely flows
Whiteness all everywhere recorded
Sorrows are shed and discarded
Summer winds occupy space like rewarded
Moments of eternity awarded

Fabled birds fly homewards
Gaze at sky Outwards
Brightness of day dead
Noon's heyday blurred
Living beings annulled
Axis of dark evening
Wait for clear morning
Sun playing hide and seek sighing
Ravishing darkness
Dull  hopelessness
All merge with conflagration
Birds try for migration

Nursing your silences
Although with some elegance
I feel a longing to hear your voice
My empty ear Craves for the noise
Like the lonely moon I wander
And my secluded mind ponders
My nerves ache at your muteness
And voice chokes with sullen Ness
Like Curfewed bells nothing rings
Your silence just stings
My heart feels like the single tree
Standing without wind free
Break your silence

Taking sweet fragrance
With reverance
Their boisterous deliverance
From the  night flowers
Watching them in showers
Sudden sun making the glasses dazzling
Glasses glimmer in the haze of evening
Leaves of trees surround me keep touching
Gust of wind just shaking
Rippling wheat crops startling
Their greenery parting
Keep the dusky sky  whispering

Amidst vast copper landscape
Watching the incomplete road map
Standing on the edge of amber rock
Striated granite shining at dock
Braved the carving winds
Chisleeing its sides with rewinds
Dropping with no warning at all
Cool feeling Trembling of fall
Slowly watching the mist layered canyon light
Enjoying sunset of glorious Crimson bright
Music of sunset past fading in fugue
Moon risen behind  like sticky with
glue
Clutching the camera we take pictures
Of washed and Bathed moonlight
In the valley of gods

Dead we are often
In present lost often
Felt the dawn once
Saw golden sunset once
Loved with bets on occasions
Quarreled with foes on occasions
Hugged friends on occasions
Now our emotions lay dead
Since our faith has failed
Doubts increased
Honesty demolished
Sincereity collapsed
Darkness plunged
Sunset doomed
And senses appear dead

A sparrow perching on the leaved bough in a flash of seconds flew
Traversed all around with chirping mood blue
It was not at all hurt by sorrow or glee
It just collected twigs and wastes, flying free
It was neither engrossed in any strife
It did not bother about the survival of life
It twittered and glittered and picked the grains scattered

Love's confusion
Arises my intuition
With lots of questions
Sprouting and awaiting for solutions
About its quality
And lasting validity
And intensity
With full authority
Hence I avoid falling in love
And the moment I fall in love
I dismiss the feeling from my heart above

The writhing rememberances
Bitter Weeping repentances
Tense futile wait for acceptances
Palid light's reflections
Twangling trembling infections
Dot dashing tricks of frictions
Pitch dark woods of addictions
Echoing barks and their inspections
Shuttles striking with aggressions
Groaning desolate night's successions

Waking up with sunrise
Watching the parrot sounding wise
Humid air carrying fragrance
Of red rose and their deliverance
Fresh coffee and its first  sip
Like a lisping child with fingers dipped
In cream and the face adorning it looking funny
My morning dreams taste yummy

At the hands of time
Always at prime
Life appears like sand glass
Very thin mass
One race appears
Another disappears
Sand in the upper part runs
out
As if ready to shout
Time to wane
And it is turned
Upside down again

Rising in a family
With comparisons of simile
In the dark Valley
Moving daily
Replenished at home
With family none
But strangers all in one
Fire burns at the sight
Its flickering edges bright
Discomforts irises of eyes
But never tells good bye
Lying in wait to ****
With a strong will
But  crime is fully realized in the thought

Darkness approaches darkness
Clinging to lots of clumsiness
Light dissolves in light
Shining so bright
Trees offer shades
When the scorching sun invades
River meets river with gled
Mingles with the ocean and the sea
Darkness is certain
Light is certain
River is certain
Trees are certain

Lines falter
Tongue halter
Prism of words break
Voice just creak
Our world Echoes with silence
We try to part with elegance
Green tea that we are drinking
Is probably last cup together thinking
Spill on my altered  dress
Creating a mess
I ask you to remember things
You nod your head
I feel disgusted
And things are as it is left after

That was a stormy day
My conscious died
Thoughts just dried
Breath choked
Stealth invoked
Mind captive and shriveled.
Circuit calm motion rivaled
Forlorn identity was hanged
Untrod path banged
Existence turned in enigma
Found myself in stigma

Working with emotional fire
I stand aloof refusing to admire
Drawing the fire until hands are Scorched
I melt my own self and watch
Furious flare of thoughts refuse to extinguish
When flame of sentiments shrinks in anguish
Charred sticks of thoughts are collected
I feel I am equipped only with fire corrected
Bones are my candles refusing to burn
Red heart so strange refusing to shriek
Till my heart burns in passion and grief

Misty layers
With Illumined prayers
Dreamless winter nights
All dull not bright
Silver blob of moon
Appearing like boon
Time to capture
When thoughts rupture
On my canvas
With it behind a flower vase
That allows my paint and brush
To mix colors and crush

Sometimes mind turns lazy
Suddenly becomes crazy
Like a stump stand stamped
With impertinent attitude Clamped
Witnesses outcomes unfavorable
Outcomes beyond imaginable
Forgets to respond to any activities
Engross in its own dignity
Lay's idle without clarity

I have planted a pretty Rose tree
It is surrounded with Jasmine but it breaths free
I tend her day and night
Watering even in schedule tight
Find comfort under the edge of its cool petal
As I touch it close to my ***** it appears brittle
Her thorns are my only enemies
Often ***** my finger as if in mutiny
The rose Buds offer innocence
Their scent is their essence
Flower itself is all elegance