Rejoicing waves of the river  flowing  behind my house drives me crazy
Splendid sandy shore, where I play with the village children at the sunset quite hazy
Village damsels sing and fill water in their earthenware pots
I cherish my heart's desire to be alienated from the rest of the world and which never rots
Few men take bath and giggle alleviating their fatigue
Here all are in the merry mood without any interferance or intrigue
In this scenic ambiance, I spend most of my evenings
Until the moon's reflection falls on the river with repeated innings

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

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

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

Between earth and sky
Where animals survive and birds fly
Between hunger and thirst
Lies a single bread piece and bottle of coke just
I sit on one side, you on the other
Our eyes catchup in hunger
We stare at the single slice in anger

Caught in the fist of overwhelming emotions
Waiting for nature 's external forces to interrupt my lucid motions
Expecting new blossoms in the life, otherwise surrounded by stale situations
Trying to embrace affluent impediments of variations
Yearing for the splendid bonanza of happiness to shower its bliss in expeditions
My focus concentrates on new creative innovations
And the scopes of stress gets eliminated from my usual positions

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

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

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

We drink deep nature's bounteous beauty
Collect its sweetness as duty
Enhance its glory as pretty
Nature's beauty overflows
Maintains its glows
We should express our gratitude
As our servitude
Should not harm the flower
The flowing calm river
Never cut the Vibrant tree
Allow them to live free
Nature is the sweetest vice
Like we taste milk,  sugar and rice

The blue sky
Birds on their fly
The fawn sand
The sea animal's band
And the robust land
The flow of waves
The breeze naive
Silence slashed
Boats flashed
Tide rising ebbed
Rocks washed
Tourists stood douched

A glass house  of varied colors
Decorated my room with its bowers
Which gave vivid showers
Suddenly fell apart in pieces
Left every where bits lost my peace
Brought stone reality
That glass's mentality
Brittle and ready to break
Whereas stone would not even crack
Delicacy mere bauble
Would one day crumble

That was a Stormy night, I was moving towards the hilly terrain
Heavy downpours were just obstructing my ways Drenching me from head to toe in the rain
Surrounded by thich woods and the wilderness of night
I felt totally deserted and I was searching just the ways to escape from the flight
Getting trapped under crucial terrific plight
Even my self confidence losing its balance was about to collapse, losing its power
I was desperate to get a roof, to be safe and to shield myself from the continuous showers
At this juncture, I noticed a man with a lantern
Till now, I was a single person moving and now the sight of another human pattern
I felt relieved, both of us moved together, until we reached our shelter
Here the most important part was the other person was coming from the other direction, but for my sake he was again made to move towards the same direction.
Giving me courage, confidence and a good company
he was raised to a higher level in my estimation

In immense jovial mood, catching the thrill of each pleasant moment spent around the lake
Drenched in the sweet reincarnation of magnificent surroundings and sipping coffee and Munching the cake
Eyes all set on the pearl white ducks floating and welcoming the new visitors
Tourists rejoicing and admiring the sight with intent longing and inculcating  the cheerful other spectators
And the vividness of of water fountains bursting with showers
The subtle sound of flowing lake and the jingling sound of cool breeze with its bowers
Steals my heart away, which gets absorbed in all the tranquility of the atmosphere

Armful of roads are seen
Across the window lean
Tree like small houses in a row
Stand ***** and glow
People pace up and down
Eyes observe their dresses and gown
Sky appears Mourning
Roofs of house experience mornings
Dreams are ploughed
Like faces of crowd
Houses feel cold weather
Fractured thoughts limp together

As darkness hugs night
With soft touch slight
Water mingles with ocean
And moon watches its reflection
Light dissolves light
With spreading delight
Passage move along grass
Covering concrete mass
Trees touch the river bank
And grow fine without sank
Darkness takes roots of night
Water takes moon 's delight
Eternity takes time' s plight
Come and hug me in my sight

Life is full of friends
Those who are now in trend
On pain listen and tend to attend
On joy join and enjoy
But strangers are seldom welcomed
I keep a distance with eye opened
Neither ready to get them in to close
As I can not deal or enclose
My emotions or feelings or disclose
Any ideas that arise and appear in any kind
Strangers remain strangers, if they do not mind

My heart cries
My lips dry
My mind weeps
My ideas creep
My eyes regard none
My work is never  done
My life becomes dull
My thoughts lull
My strength drifted away
My breath shrunk and sway
My life becomes void
My expectations of you
I can not avoid

Rising spectacularly on the top of the small hill
With the climbs zigzag and the railings nil
Breathtaking sharper view of downtown penetrating
The old temple ascending with the winding roads painstaking
Supine and sated stretched shapely with pillars majestic
Several deities residing in the sanctum appealing with magic
The idol of kali all in black, Shimmering and scintillating in Radiant red embroidered silk
Ornamented with a swirl and swish of jewelry in pink
Sindoor applied on her parting of the hair
All the scenes makes me bow, with cupped hands standing in the row, I slurp down the sacred water offered
And pour coins in the plate praying for my fate

Sweeping away the stars afar
Putting aside moon and sun apar
Brushing  away the branches
Moving in the ranches
Wiping the green grass
Erasing the moss
I create a space for my love

The circus of life relates
To situations that inflate
joy and sorrow
Metaphysical attempts for better tomorrow
Drought of words try to express
Knotted calculus of discovering life's acrobates
Emotional Rain's fall on postulates
Time wasted on endless debates
Moments of life like clown's cognate
Situations inappropriate
Handling with lighter perspect

Sitting on a folding chair at the top of mound of a small hill
Getting somewhat sinked with the cool breeze rather chill
Staring out at the blue delight of the sea shore
Human habitations appearing in miniature to score
Surrounding hutments, houses, factories and the ancient fort
The minarets of red mosque and high court
All buildings rising to meet the crimson sky
Sky as usual stable with  some clouds here and there to weigh
Sheltering and embracing kites at their free fly
Between the sky and my tired eyes
There is complete wide gap and Perturbing sigh

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

The terrain
During visual rain
Revealing obstinacy of rocks
Steep climbs to mock
Treacheries of limping halt
Climbing hunchback jolt
Difficult deadly stretch
Bothering strenuous much
Perilous attempts to cross
Brooding and moving pause
Dangerous cross
Lowly particles and sand
Small Peaks and strand
Still compelled movements band
Felt better to stay on plains
With plenty of rains

World of merriment
With narrow agreement
Attained from sentiments
Of our achievements
With its melody foretells
Icy cool peaceful nights
Stars that sprinkle straight
Crystalline delight twinkles
Tintinnabulation sprinkles
Happiness and harmony bloats
Success sounds great and floats

Obedient but naughty children
Rather with no concern
Care free, gallop vibrant
Watching cartoons instant
Blowing wind in the colored phantom balloon
Not in a mood to listen to grandma's riddles harpoon
Clapping over Scarecrows on the top
Musing and listening pops
Playing with pups playing on the ground
Throwing mud ***** from the mound
Great pleasure in watching them

A wind rises in the tree's branches
Breeze blows and whispers in trenches
Lonely nights are spent without speeches
Unbroken clouds burst in patches
Long sudden walks through elephant grass pierce with ranches
After feeling secluded conscious waits for latches

Sense is like the sun of civilization
Ploughed in the mind's soil for utilization
Radiant in the absorption of neutralization
Millimeter of dust settled in the brain needs elimination
Sense plays virtuous role i clearing up the accumulation
Refreshing mind gets annulled in anticipation
Sense cups rim of the mental flow into the ripples of precipitation
Sense sows the seeds of wisdom to the brain for its activation

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

The Oldman with the ragged coat, stays near the river
He celebrates his life's each moment with fervour
The lush green coconut trees around him enthralls
And also  the fish swimming deep diving with a fall
Most of the time the old man spends his time on nature 's lap
As the wind blows and the masts of boat flutters with a tap
He embraces the rising waves ensuring  its gap
With a weak vision and thin body, he moves with a smile
In the midst of tangles this silver lining of smile lasts for a mile

Deserted and desperate heart often clings to old memories
That often intervenes in the short intervals as reveries
Melancholic expressions fail at exhibiting  an artificial smile
The pain experienced in the past moments lasts longer in the mind 's file
The disheartened soul aches with buried sentiments
Even the icy breeze fails to bring chillness to the heart' s burning sediments
Tears well up in the core of eyes preventing the sobs to come out from
Irony of time fails to heal the mental wound, still wet not getting dried by the present time's doldrums

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

Leaving the busy lanes and getting entered in the greenery fatigue vanishes
Mirth accompanies everywhere while loitering into the bushes
Countless exotic locations filled with lovely fragrances of trees and plants rejuvenates
The substance of nature brings thrills and stress eliminates
Getting relaxed in under the shade of a tree and getting ready to dine brings cheers
Viewing the fountains and its sprinkles through the edge of eye's rears
Transports to the replica of paradise and mesmerize

I like to Caress my thoughts
Which often wrought
In quiet places my mind like a pool settles
Watches its own trembling fingers
Standing with sentiments lingered
My thoughts wait at the Mind's arching doorway
My emotions when low and heavy
Stand with expectations

I cruise to the station of my dreams
And halt at various places
Where morning breeze's chillness screams
And the vividness of atmosphere graces
Blue sky shrouds in my dreams anticipation
My mind travels in its varied imagination
Slipping into the crevices of thought's emanation
I stare at the royal mansions and slums
Both adjacent standing together as chums
Rich Relishing the red pulp of plums
Poor Munching filthy sundry leftovers
My sleep sinks in to sigh of fires

The difference between the structure of eighteen and
eighty
Then my physic was straight and sturdy
The lines of my walk with swagger savored confidence
Eyes tagged with clear vision staring at moon in elegance
Now the back is bent, the teeth have vents
Drooping ******* hang with doddering bents
How this transformation of the contraries  surprise?
Once this body gleamed in fascination now stands at the verge of compromise

This is still a home
Fixed under the dome
Where skins of comforts
And efforts
Are spun with care
At our gentle stare
Tactless drone of habits
Goes sometimes off beat
Clocks ring every hour still
Home gives a bliss sill

Committing the sin of falling in love again
Questions me my earlier perfidious step 's pain
The heavy metallic expression pointing out my folly
Banishes my current realm of love appearing jolly
Often at midnight at my door, still my old love tries to knock
Addressing as cheat  and dither it mocks
I feel at the verge of my present world collapse
I wet my pillow several times with tears that prolapse

Rain forest calls in awaited clouds
Thundering sounds bit loud
In falling half of the light
Peacock awaits with delight
It's eyes shine so  bright
Amidst the ocean's lap
Rainforest do not leave a gap
It sires always never takes a nap

The Footpaths and the dark subways
Signals coming across on the ways
Twirling maggots under street lights
Bulls and their fights
Godowns with mice and rats
Monuments with moving bats
Cinema posters with slogans and manifestos
Smiling mansions with asbestos
Barking dogs, agony of suffocated huts
Noise of horns, nightclubs with *****
Ferryghats with fishermen
Turmoil of sleeplessness

Often the paintings keep expressing in unexpected ways
Freeing their internal spirit and the weight of subjects spreading their rays
They come alive with simple joy, touch and taste
Muddy smell of earth fills in their nostrils chaste
The painting of spring bloom of palash
Spreads its fragrance all around and abash
The paintings of the blue sea
Tastes salty and the waves dance in glee
Paintings of huts with Cowdung mopped floor
Straw and hey roof and vessels earthenware
Appear sophisticated and fair
All the painting S's consciousness seems collective
Classical theme of rare subject is objective
Painting canvas is loaded with variety of motifs
Birds, animals, nature all appear natural not stiff
To determine artist's imagery remains a puzzle tough

Sorrow and pain from our life are not far away
Pain seldom dissolves often appears and sways
Taste of tears now and then ever ready  to betray
Life often strucks down by some or other cause
Sympathetic understanding of suffering oppression
Asserts in the name of liberation ending in depression
And we feel human spirit is irrepressible
Personal dilemmas become rather universal
Massive conflicts of our life reflect in our behavior
Interwoven experiences ostensibly covers manners
And injustice and exploitation wait for suitable savior

Night was too tired resting so he slept
He made noon 's lap safe and crept
Noon stroked and patted night' s back
Evening peeped in and admired night's prank
Night had a good sleep
But occasionally rose with evening's beep
Night felt utter loneliness
As moon and stars maintained silence
With dilligence
When the night watchman whistled
Night became alert like thistle
And lay awake making others sleep

From light to darkness
Great unusual success
From darkness to darkness.
Odd combination effectless
Darkness to light
Its great delight
Rather wise
But to walk light to light
Is a great might

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

The season of winter has arrived
Sunlight is blocked
Cold chill air stands as barrier
I am drenched in the downpour of winter wind
From scorching heat of sun to this ice cold weather life is pulling on
Splendorous season I must say
Leaves getting filtered from trees frozen
Variegated light awakes me clicking and tickling
Finding moments of life's alterations, I rely on Spiritual invitation

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

My thoughts


My thoughts go wild
As I try to yeild
Before nature
As it appears mature
And makes me secure
The sun, moon and stars give me company
And join me in my ceremony
On all occasions
In all my creations

Standing on the terrace
I look at the fence
I  observe a crow
With less glow
Sitting on the electrical line
I take a sip of wine
I Watch the hills
Little far from the grill
Men look like dotted
Just microscopic spotted
Air is chilled
I feel cooled
Bazar looks tiny
But small lamps are shiny
Monkeys cling on each other
Roads with hairpin bends just bother
They look like zigzag snakes
Time passes with eating corn flakes
Immortal shades move vibrantly
And I relax instantly

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