I start
From mounts
High up
Innocent as a little one
I chatter and bicker along
I carry people and cultures
I am a brook
I flow youthfully
Through the vales
The sunshine plays in my
Glowing waters
From pines to banyans
I see everyone
I carry messages galore
I am a brook
Lover's delight
Touch me nots
Grow by me
They tell me the beauty
And innocence
Of the blossom
Of love
In peoples heart
I carry immense love
Oh I am a brook
I enter the planes
Having nourished
Many people
Along my journey
As a loving mother
A student and
A lover
A teacher
And businessman
And a farmer and a preacher
All rub shoulders
As they cross my
Vast expanse
In a steamer
Conversations of life
Irrigating lands
Bringing a smile
To people's faces
So much I do
After I enter into
The brimming river
Oh I was a brook
Men come and go
Some carve a place for themselves
But I go on forever
Getting lost into the
Mighty river
My glorious destiny
Every moment!

I wish I had
                    The one I love
Beside me,her dark lover
                     Whether she
Would love me or not
                      I would not
Want to know
                      For my love would
Be like snow falling
                       Which doesn't know
For it,what's in calling
      My affection would be like
          The surface of the
            Furnace of the deserts
              Of vast Arabia
Her love,her precious kiss on my
Forehead
And her gentle touch
And the play of her black eyes
Her reciprocation
Of someone's courtship
Would be the rain
I would wait for
The time would pass
So may happen nevertheless
                          For my love
                          If true,yet'
'One sided'
As this world
Calls it aloud
Would find solace
In the meager sight of my love
At least in someone's lap
Looking into his eyes
With the same desire
With which I look into hers
Love is enjoyed as time passes
They say
The longing for
One another raging
In one's heart
Is the best thing
Life offers
If romance is sin
Then let me do it
To get the gin
The essence of life's
Story for me
And isn't it the same
For you
I wait to embrace
And enjoy
My dark love
Be it 'one sided or not'
For I stand still
Miles away
From such a spot!

I stand in a marketplace
Where goats wait
Tethered to the trees
Of neglect and sorrow
To be slaughtered
And carry with them
All bottled love,hate
And sorrow and things
Unknown from this life
Shopkeepers wait to profit
From someone's necessities
The customer's desires stem
From where
As a lover waits for his mistress
Amidst all hustle and bustle
Of this battle of life
Now the lady comes
They kiss in the dark
As I watch
Lodged in secret
I wonder
I question the
Purity of the actions
Of these lovers
And the person
Who but kills
Innocence
From this world
Why,weren't the emotions
Of the goat
The holy confidence
Of the customer
Killed
For the glowing love
Of the shopman
For his thrift
Should I despise the
Secret romance of the
People in love
Or the shopman's
Thrift(secret sweet sin)
This world's echoes
Cannot tell me
For they are
Just like me
Bound by the 'morals'
Of the 'enlightened'
Society
Ah.. Someone calls out
Don't look there
For they sin this world

I was a dream written in stone
I was a bundle to be delivered
A happy treat which scriptures Revere
I was the cream of my mom's imagination
But found the wring canvas
On my father stone
I was the daughter of a 21st century elite
But before birth do they delete
Such worthless creations of God
A knife ran
My growing soul freed
From the mortal body
Which this world
Would see
But despise not glee
I wonder do I thank god
Or curse him
As I see my mother crushed
By none other than a misogynist
He laughs
She cries
As the elite
Prepare to speak
On girls' day
O father
Dont you feel shame
At being called as father
Or is my sense wrong
terming a part
Of my genes my father's
I am a soul
Of a woman after freedom
I decide I am happy
I thank Almighty
For freeing me
From sufferings
Of a life
Which I
Would never see....