My midnight thoughts
returns as vengeful nightmares
to **** my sleep, to awake my desires,
Dreams are wandering in neurons.

Hark backs my unfulfilled ambitions,
Remembers my pleasurable events,
Ruminates my gulped thoughts,
Recalls my lovely relationships.

Pains are in queue as tears in my eyes,
Old feelings, memories peeps in my
mind,
I struggle with the midnight thoughts that flood through me,
And I drown in them fully through night.

Mary is alone on an island.

I am in island, my dream land.
I am here to search my sand.
I am here to find my relaxation.
I am here to invent my destination.

Sometimes I am satisfied.
Sometimes I am smiled.
Mostly I keep my own poles.
Mostly I set my own goals.

I am in silence to hear my voice.
I am in quiet to listen my noise.
I watch waves, my mind waves.
I watch the sky, my mind shies.

I learn wherever I am , be silence.
I get the solution and guidance.
I understand the place is not main.
I know the goals won't be gain.

The road I have taken
without precautions,
which gives me challenge and
whenever I take steps ahead,
some negative vibes pulls me back.

The road I have chosen
with cautious
for my well and wish,
which helped me awaken and
keeps me in direction board.

The road I have seen
through my inner eyes,
Now, I have seen the park,
crimson flowers trees waves me.
I am under the tree as a bard.

Dr.Marysuresh.

Street light has taken the sun's duty,
Removed darkness and added beauty.
Wow,!Helped many leaders for study.
Alas! Helped to catch the thief, ******.

The moon and the stars are jealous.
Street lights are blinking on selfless.
Street lights are lifting like ladders.
They don't expect any flatters.

Street without glowing light
like the sky without the sun's bright.
Tiny light house of the strangers.
Given courage to the night workers.

Lightless street is like the hopeless man.
Lightless street is like the homeless man.

Dr.Marysuresh.

A day without stress
is a golden time of bliss.

If you are fast,
just flow like falls.

If you are slow,
just run like river.

If you are in the sky
be like the stars.

If you are in the Earth,
be like the street light.

Whoever you are,
be the best.

However you are,
be stress free.

Dr.Marysuresh

Hand is shaking.
Heart is breaking.
Mind is longing.
Throat is sticking.

My words are not enunciated.
My own voice is not recognized.
Bidding farewell is like
dictating the depose.
It wraps up the silence.
Ended up so quickly.

Goodbye, never hurts when
compared to silence without information.Though,
I don't have any courage to say goodbye.
So, I say let's see you later.

Dr.Marysuresh

Rickshawala

A man who pulled men physically,
to the need of livelihood.
He strains his whole body for
menial demands and fulfillment of at least
two-time meals and two-time chaya.

The representative of poverty.
The symbol of toiled work.
The art of hardworking.
The syllabus of hope and sincerity.

Thrives to grasp the power of the economy,
and know the significance of money.
Never bargain with rickshawala.
We can learn the importance of a single rupee from him.

Handling in hands and legs as
a swimmer with lots of sweat.
Wandering here and there as
a Gypsy with lots of load.
Frayed body pulls healthy body,
With smiling face always getting ready for another tiresome day,
though his day is in darkness.

Dr.Marysuresh