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

Train is moving ahead with the speed
Every moment it is getting sanitized by paying heed
Forest trails are visual from the edges of glass
Thick bushy trees and shrubs accompanying with mass
Are kindling my mind with all the ideas to ink
And the hot dip tea is initiating me to drink
Laughter and chatter is not echoing in the coach
Due to covid practically the bogey is vacant none is ready to approach
But my family members are keeping my spirits high
I am enjoying the scenic beauty of cosmos and the starry sky
Peeping from the window that keeps up the mind igniting
And the tasty snacks are sticking to my tongue penetrating
Allowing the test buds to get freshen
Playing cards and chatting with my grand daughter is enough to strengthen
My heart and mind after this one year's is getting brightened

There is a whole tree
Breathing quite free
Existing within a seed
And a seed indeed
At the end buried
Inside the tree
That stays with glee
That is how our relations exist
One contains another and insists
Ripple and bubbles in water
Like mother and daughter
Like image in the mirror
Exists all in born relations

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

The paddy field with a good yield and its white rice sheaves
A crow on the tree satisfied with its nest's weaves
A sparrow perching on the top of pitcher
Chirping aloud seeing a snake gulping its eggs like butcher
A bundle of husked rice kept under the tree
And a big cat following after the mice moving free
The pair of bull sitting to relax, chewing the dry grass
Black berries falling from the tree being picked up by the masses
Farmer's chapped  skin of the feet visible when they rigorously tap
He munchies his dry bread and awaits for a nap

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

Poppies in the fields blow
Standing and swaying on row
Stare at the sky and glow
Makes the lark sing
Allow everyone cling
To the nature and fling
Their emotions rule as king
Fields just multiply happiness
Their colors intoxicate with pleasant essence

On the forlorn shores
Where one does not get bored
An old coconut tree stands
With good strand
It carries its age
In savage
Ripe and mellow with the dusty signs of time
Appears in prime
It breaks eternity of silence
With some elegance
with the falling of its coconuts

Constant inquisitiveness
Vision's clearness
Attaining solutions
With resolution
Sowing seeds of research
To develop and march
In the battle of discovery
Without compromising difficulties
Never shattering hopes
Like a fighter Groping
Achieving success finally
Presenting to the world

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

The gentle monsoon breeze carrying fragrance of earth and the rustling of the plants
Blow away my my mind's dust and moist the brain with their chants
Even then the stubborn heart steals few moments to persuade and follow the music of poised waves
That just raises and falls of the river flowing behind my house and it drives
My heart desires to stamp my feet on the wet miry sands
The crimson firmament of twilight spreading its orchestral band
Just enthuse sanguinity of joy creeping like the rays of sun rise
And my imaginations gallop floating around the peninsula of mind

Some people in the rush of years
Whom I loved appear and disappear
Some have won the rats race
Some left behind retired with grace
Some shattered in their life
Others scattered in their strife
Fear hangs on me, whom shall I meet
Whom shall I just call and greet

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

Strolling lonely in the garden at dawn
My cozy  little porch with an open lawn
Invites me along with my emotions
And my vision approaches, with steps in the slow motion
Around the greenery of plants and few trees
My Slender wrinkled fingers caress the tresses of Jasmin leaves
My heart gets drenched by its fragrance spread in heaves
The swift stream of cool breeze make my mind exuberate in glee
Eternity of red rose bloom makes my ideas flee

Garden like heaven spread with full of roses
Laden with various hues and poses
Sudden bovine yell of herds of sheeps entered
Hastening the exists of their sullen heap centred
A circular arena of jasmine flowers fixed
Bleating of sheep still perusing mixed
All getting collected under the tin shed
Searching for renunciatotry shade
Innocent rose petals sanguinely shake
Nature 's splendour is still awake
Ignorant eyes try to decipher scenes
When rainbow scatters at the sky serene
Ideological evening elevates the mind

Girls are my dream poems
The more I create, they look awesome
They become so meaningful
Their approach is never dull
We also find the girls like west wind
With great motion they rewind
They sway with their force
And their blow enforces
Girls are also butterflies
With childish fancy their ideas slighs
Pinned up on life's flowers
They bring eternal bower

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

Tiny flying creature by night
Object of delight
Glowing and blowing
Flying and non settling
Tiny thing shriveled at my touch
It's silvery death bothers me much

God is present
With eminence
And magnificene
He is found in each particles
His creativity is real
They commit sins
They emit anger
We can feel all this
But God is so generous
He easily pardons
Even then his creations
Refuse to accept his doctrines
And do according to their wish


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I have no grievances
No arguments or preferences
Often I keep silent
Nothing much to admit and keep ignorant
I am not a passive rebellion either
Nor Keep myself unaware of situations neither
Never indulge in discovering right or wrong

Happy are the rocks
Not ready to receive mocks
They plant themselves
Firmly on the ground's layers
Able to meet birds of different species
Who settle and sit on them with delicacies
Birds look all around as if bethroned
Feeling they are sitting on royal throne
Morning hours they chirp
Enjoy the surrounding with slip
Wait for feathered friends
And observe trends
Look for the fishes in the near pond
That lies on the ground
Make noise with their chirps
Swallow worms with burp

Golden crops are at their best
Appearing challenging on their test
Covering the ***** of earth
Cascading with plaits of mirth
Spreading sermons of fragrance
Good yield in abundance
Dancing with the touch of breeze
With undisturbed ease
Slow motion of their sway
Taking the hearts away

I live in a house by the side of a road
Where vehicles pass with load
Come across men  good or bad
Some pass  looking sad
I sit near the window and watch
And there are cloud's Glimpses to catch
I see daily highway of life
People moving and their strife
Some with ardor of hope
Some slipping in the slopes
Some in smiles other in tears
I rejoice when travelers rejoice
Watching them has become my utmost choice
I live in the house by road's side
And like to confide

You find in me a river
A cool shower
A heavenly  bliss
Still you try to hiss
As rivers are feminine
I feel I am genuine
I also feel a river that flows in me
Surrenders with glee
As river can not express
I feel my right to access
I offer you clear water
And foamy lather
But you dump garbages
I tolerate your abuses for ages
You drink me first
Quench your thirst
You make me emotionally burst
Your madness you give
Still I try to survive

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

My tongue turns dumb
My fingers turn numb
My eyes regard none
My appetite feels done
My heart weeps
My loneliness creeps
My strength is lost
My dreams are past
My thoughts drift away
My imaginations sway
Thinking about you I become void

It is strange to keep my identity
Safe as it's own entity
Gets estranged by its sanctity
Questions often its integrity
Suffers from inferiority
Struggles with lack of posterity
Waits to come out seeking opportunity
Still lays buried in dark perpetuity

Like the dry fish bones discarded by the cats
Moving on each corner by the rats
Roof top scare crow sitting on the shaft
Smoke emitting out of the chimney mast
Snow settled ready for sometime to last
Cyclops idiotic eyes blast
Howling terrific wind's cast
All favorite furies remain past

Individual self often narrates
Universal self communicates
Both live in soul like shade and light
Create sometimes delight
Prospers with enjoyment
As a result of united embodiment
Who knows this individual self
Is a spirit ascetic or aesthetic
And universal self
Is a spirit  benign or benevolent

The vibes of inner self enthuses to trace imaginations
Evening glories are stretching towards crowing the night's commemorations
Expressions very often leak through the shutters of various reflections
The glass counter of vision witnesses adorable scenic sections
Jasmine emits lasting fragrances through the windows ventilations
Charming **** moon peeps and winks mischievously without alterations

Quite surprising how life can flow in perfect synchronisation?
A difficult question asked by me to myself about it's regular mobilisation
Following few odd logics to sustain as recognition
It often becomes a problem to accept all the laws of motion
The rules formulated by ourselves in the earthy life's activation
Intruders's interference without fear embarking the individual in their own resolutions
Disturbing factors of perturbations

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

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

In the mirror of my soul
Nothing appears as foul
I glimpse things stable
Some facts Conceivable
My voyage from one place to another
Often escapes ungraspable future
Symbolizes calm serene postures
But at every threshold brings
Disasters mingled with depressions
Which sticks as tags
And I have to release it from my soul's bag
Soul is a mirror and a bag
Where I can see my reflection
And in the bag search for my possessions

In the pursuit of different emotions
With my slight motion
I feel my mind outflows
And thoughts inflow
Time arrives with a blow
Magnifies with mist
Takes out life's gist
Squelch of indifferent feelings
Keep on increasingly reeling
Spondylitic steps limp the imagination
Find difficult to present in narration
Proper thought is expressed with alteration

A thread of boredom
Falls from mental Kingdom
Stays quite hidden
Away from marathon
In every Intimacy
Deep within with intricacy
To know things become a war
With one's own self at par
How nice it would be
Sitting side by side with myself and me
Looking for own self
While discovering others in the shelf

Just one candle is enough
For both of us to enjoy
At dinner time the could be sight
You, me and the dim light
And the hot dinner
Simple soup thinner
Spicy curry as winner
And Thai rice best
With special dessert
Tasty food and lots of love
And smooth talk
No argument or hot discussions
Happy farewell to each other
With notifications on paper

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

Forlorn far off shores
Where we can not aspire for more
A coconut tree alone stands
It is rather old with narrow strands
Engulfed with dusty storms
It still maintains all the norms
Keeps eternity of silence
Stands shaky in elegance
Near by a brand new young coconut tree stands
Old coconut bends and whispers to it in calm
Requests it to communicate something of charm

Late rise
Mentally wise
But still dozing
Dull feeling
Hot coffee getting cold
Mind not alert and bold
Loitering on the lawn
Yawning at dawn
Reading newspaper
Especially the film column
Fighting of stars ****
Unwilling to take bath
Visiting the lonely path
Listening old songs
Playing on table with throng

Leaves small, big, thick, thin
With beautiful  chin
Light green, pale green, dark green but all  green
Some croutons are colorful scene
Loading the tree
Sprawling all over free
With twigs and stems
Fitted in plant's frame
Carrying flowers near them
Fragrance spread in abundance
To the nostrils to incense
Leaves have their own society
A club of property
Horizontal, vertical, conical
Above and below
Swinging and dancing
Drawing in winds palm
Appear calm

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

The train of my life is moving very fast
Years are rolling on the track leaving the memories in past
Though I want to live in the present forever to last
Now just confined to bed l am lost in my old attitude
When nature interacted with me erasing my solitude
Though each moment they changed their attitude
Trees offered me shade and I was filled with their magnitude
Barefooted I strolled in my green lawn
Where  dew drops would spread at the dawn
Now my mind is struck in the old webcast
Past and present linger with the whole cast
Spider of diseases spin and entangle my body which rots

Dusty tracks touch the life's flowing river
River that passes through situation's rugged rocks to empower
On the shore of incident's river bed burned pyres of throttled love that suffers
Mute pathos of crimson dreams in the eyes buffer
Walls of emotions emit feelings to discover
Souls try to witness festive moods lighter
But granites of thoughts with fears shiver
Naked trees around life's circumference, whose leaves quiver
Exhausted hopes rock like shadows to rediscover
Whispering butterflies fly with sweetness to shower
And laughter reverberates at our life's land of sorrows with veil to cover

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

Experiencing intricate Knots of moments that tangles around my life
The entangled brain wants to release and open simplifying it without much strife
Just my desires and longings keeps rummaging through the shelves of mind
And try to explore easier ways to spend the rest of life
smooth, but it appears a difficult task to find
The life is a mixture of varied blended, hues not so simple
If it would have been just plain without complications in ample
The wider spectrum of life would have been a bliss

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

Carrying on with moments of infatuations
Experimenting life with new preparations
After years of variations
Bearing all the limitations
Following imitations
Consoling with obligations
Fighting bravely with the situations
Experiencing death's insinuations
Feeling a delightful expectation

Loneliness lives inside my agony
Plays with the sad strings of harmony
In lake of tears eyes become moist
Fear of death erases vanity in haste
At the heart vast marshes settle
It takes mind to a lone land brittle
Silence of empty sky gazes down
Far off an eagle circles down
Moon hesitantly calls from roof
As it stands all aloof
How much loneliness is filled in atmosphere
Soft dawn refuses to break everywhere