Entered in class room
With some hard expressions
So much work piled up

Before I could start
A child brought her water bottle

Mam, take some water
This I learnt in your workshop

Hard expressions melted in soft smile

Not stick to rituals
But pray  daily for blessings
Under the shadow of moon and stars

Sitting under a Jamun tree
Having a bundle of paper
To check and recheck

Birds sound melodious
Fresh cool air was comfortable

I was distracted by
A squirrel and a bird
Playing together

Squirrel climbed up the tree
She brought few grains free
Put on a green platter

Bird came flattering
to eat   grains eagerly
both were playing leisurely

Left me thinking
Do they welcome as
we do with our family and friends

Time is passing steadily
From all odds and even

It flows effortlessly
Through our noises

It never cries with us
It never reflects pain in it

It never stops to make merry
It never forgets to move ahead

It flows like air through stomata

Lost draft of a poem
On a piece of paper
Felt lost some precious

On every sunset
It send it's sunrays to invite
those flying creatures
for rest

Spread the colourful bright vibrations for their welcome
Cools down the atmosphere
to give them comfort

Birds come with all celebrations
They sing their songs
They Sit on the branches of trees and start roosting

I wonder
Do they plan for next day?
                   Or
They discuss the issues of the day
Sit together to solve before
they sleep

So that next morning
When they wake up
It should be a new and fresh
Start of the day