Body
Is gifted a wooden ladder
To climb to heaven
Before wrapping in golden flares

Body
Should be gifted a golden ladder
Of good actions to self
Before climbing to heaven

Life is very uncertain
When castle of dreams is about to complete
Sudden jerks make them fall like the castle of cards
When those cards are tried to collect
those are blown away by the air of fortunes
Man sits in wonder and ponder all energy
to analyze how this can happen to him?
Leaves only litter here and there
Every touch on that emotion give painful
reflections
Is it destined ?
Or
This is sequence of happenings written in the lines of hands
Or
We here in this world to complete the circle of Karmas
It's the question haunts in mind
Whom we love they leave us  as our love is not compatible to them
Who want us to make union with us
we don't find them compatible
This game of hide and seeks goes on

Standing there
Outside the emergency ward
Both in black pants and black jackets
Wearing black shoes
Looking sober and elegant
Dark circles under their eyes were telling their  pains silently
May loose their father

******* beautiful eyes
Filled with tears
Rolling down in fear
Each drop reflecting the red light of emergency

They were trying not to cry
But shadows of death
Were trying them to wrap

Almighty is standing there with all His strength
Playing with all His creations
Set me free to do some wonderful
I collected  stones in life
Fear! to go to coal mine
Where diamonds are hidden
Fear! It may fill my skin with black soot

He showed me way to ocean
To play and rule the tides
I collected shells to take away
Fear! to get drowned
Sat on the shore of ocean
Oysters are found in deep ocean
Fear! Fear!
Ruins  my dreams in air

आज तुम्हारे मन की देहरी पर
अपना आशा दीप जलाऊंगीं
बाहर अनंत अधेरा है
उस रोशनी की ओर
कोई तो कदम बढाएगा
जो तुम्हारे अन्तर्मन पर दस्तक देगा
मुझे बंद अन्तर्मन की झीनी दरारों से
एक रोशनी नजर आती है।
कभी कोई मधुर गीत गाता है
तो कभी दर्द के स्वर में गुनगुनाता है
कभी कभी महीनों तक सन्नाटा पसरा रहता है।
आज तुम्हारे मन की देहरी पर दीप जलाऊंगीं
वहीं उस पसरे सन्नाटे में सिमट बैठ जाऊंगी
एक दिन तो तुम योगी बन साधना पूरी कर आओगे
इस संसार को अपने गीत सुना अमर हो जाओगे
उन पदचिह्नों की माटी से अपने मस्तक पर तिलक सजाऊँगी

Used a wire to climb a tree
Wire lost its identity
Only creeper is shining

Are rhythm of heart
Dazzling beauties of house
Gives comforts to nerves when in pain
They are shock absorbers for every shock and save from disintegration
Gives you space for your interests
Hold you when going to fall
Like fresh morning air
Still mothers worries about their future

Poetry and poetry
Poems and poems
Here and there
Every where
Only expert eyes
Skilled mind
An emotional heart
to sink in  subtle soul
is required to make a perfect poem from any imperfect script

The famous blue and green soled beauty
Iconic designer nature
Red with golden flare star
Making revolve around the beauty of universe
Scattered with green, mustard motifs
Tinch of red, pink, white with thousands of shades all around
Fulgent stars tincture designs on black back drop over the sky
In the period of global resurgence
Rose, Gardenia, Jasmine, lotus fragrance vapours dash around
Fragrant foliage enrapture pollinators
to collect drop by drop sweet to offer beloved queen
Glimpses of innumerable razzle-dazzle allegories are intricate on the pallu of sari
of his bride earth

Most of time we
I
My
Me

Less time is
For You
         Your
  
Change the place of
Most by less
Less by most

To create an essence of love
To find the meaning of deep love
To collect the oysters of love from deep ocean of world

I should change if you want my love
How to change which are in my genes
I am not as dark as you assume
I am girl with beautiful wings
to explore a sky high

Not to compete with someone flying adjacent to me

I am girl to read and write of my choice
not to dishearten by not reading books of your choice

I am a girl to enjoy the music which takes me in the land of ecstasy
Not to make you feel  bad by not listening the music of your choice

I am girl to appreciate the piece of art as I have different vision
Not to show you down by not appreciating your art

You already flying high with colours of successes
I can never feel jealous if you are my friend

In my eyes time has a different frame
Why to be in hurry all the time?
Why should I run very fast?
I will go with my pace
God will hold my hand and never ever make me a girl with selfish motives to make someone down
I am fairy of HIS land

Get tired at work place
Take dinner
And go for sound sleep
to slip into your dream land
weave the carpet to fly
and enter into dreams of your love

Play hide and seek
Take a ride in cradle of crescent moon
Walk on the land of Mars
Bring precious moments of your memories as they happened in real
When sun comes to wake you up
Say
Just few more minutes let me stay in these beautiful scenes

I find a poem in playing children
On the slide of garden
And poetry in their talk

I find the rhythm of poem
in  two trees embracing their roots to reach their hearts

I hear a love song singing by the breaths of young couple
sitting on the bench of park

I read a poetry of young days on the faces of old couple holding hands and talking together

I see moon writing a love poem for white Jasmine flowers bloomed full on the tree and sending their fragrance for him

She is in pause mode
Life is still for her
Her imagination takes her in the world of deserted mountains
Where life is tough and full of risk

I extended my hand but she refused
Wants to explore her life
through her own experiences

She wants to live a life of monk
Now let me gather the seeds of happiness
Which I can plant in the life of others
Care and protect the seeds till fully grow in a beautiful plant and bloom with the flowers to spread the fragrance of happiness

Your face in rising morning sun
Cool, bright with mystic touch
Peeping through the veil of black and white clouds

You should find the shoe
In which you can fit in your beloved
Like fairy tale Cinderella

The spectacles of empathy
World will look better
It will be more beautiful

To be a time traveller
To know the origin of my bond with him
To simplify the threads which entangled here

Planted a brown lifeless stick
On the barren land of school
watered it from her water bottle

I asked her
"Dear what are you doing"
She said
"Mam I am planting it to make it green"

I told her
"It has no sign of green. It is not going to turn into life"

After few minutes
I saw her planting a green leaf just very close to brown dry stick

Might be in hope
"To see green leaf dry stick will turn into green stick"

Her innocent act of plantation
Weighs thousand times more than who just gave lectures on plantation on high profile plateform to gain appreciations.

Time is an imaginary frame of life in this universe
It keeps everyone on the line of imagination

Crust of time takes me up and push me back on the trough of life
It goes so smooth as if it is fixed by some force

Oscillation and escalation of time binds everyone on the neutral line

Rarely some break the transverse of this time line
to create immortality

It starts with high frequency at source
As the time passes frequency comes in descending mode and then disappear in this medium of life

On the floor of washroom
made me scare
I looked and checked
What it was?

It was the shadow of
cobweb hanging from the ceiling of washroom

Looked me
Like the painful past
Whose shadow in present
Creates an uneasiness in life

World seems still to me
No leaf movement
No wind is blowing
Silence is broken by the call of a watchman
             "   Jagte Raho"

A beautiful book mark
Between the pages of book
of my life

A silent music in the silence of students
Their heart rhythm more than normal
It feels as if they are in deep meditation
Their pens are dancing with the warmth of breathing
Some pens are doodling on the corner of question papers

Light direction create the double shadows on the wall of examination hall make a unique piece of art

Tick tick sounds of clock seems very fast to them

They were smiling and laughing
Looking at me
I thought
"Is it on me?"

My mind diverted me
"Don't find hidden agenda behind laughing faces"

My dupatta around her neck
Hanged my sling purse

Walked  with little feet
Feeling like a teacher

It's an ordinary thing for me
It's great thing happening to her

"You are my friendly teacher"
A great compliment happened to me

Coffee offered
to get a favour from me

Tasted bitter for many days

Always take you on the voyage
You never experienced before

I passed through the experience which I never went before

First I experienced how a person can see Him everywhere
In youngs playing in park,
In old going on a walk
In a friend's talk

In a young couple sitting on a bench
In old couple sitting for lunch
Ladies biting a food crunch

Second
How a person not get hurt
even if hurt again and again

Either I lost my senses or
I surrendered to my guru
Who is ready to take my test
whether I fail Or pass

He hit me hard from outside
But hold me not let me break inside

I naman my guru who is ready to lead my life

Came to knock the door
I mistook as misfortunes

Standing and waited to answer
No answer was given by me

I opened it to check
to sense the silence

It was still there
with the light in hand

To show me the way
Which I missed in my negligence

I hold the torch
to lead the life this time

Khushian spread in my way
nurtured by my sweat and
strong will

Now comforts I feel on the path full of thrones

As I also mastered the skill to change them into roses
for the welfare of others

Literate and illiterate both
can have wisdom equally
to change the world

Only a sincere wish is required to break the ceiling

Bare foot walk on
green grass with dew drops
left impressions there

Warmth of sunrays make them disappear

Cycle of life goes on

Create a poem
Best in your creations
Which takes me to my beloved standing on horizon

From there sending me vibrations to come near
Showing me His glimpses
and get disappear
Playing a game of hide and seek

The more I go towards Him
More it seems move away

His reflections call me again and again

Now I am sitting here on the bench of time
Sent my vibrations to Him
I am tired and thirsty
You come if you love me
Otherwise
Let me sit here till infinity
I will wait for you

You are standing on horizon
where past and future meet

I present don't find space to enter
As most of time
either you kept researching past
OR
You take flight in future

I present remain unattended in those domains

Was bitten by a *****

who in curosity went near her when she was feeding her pups

It was screaming loudly
It was bleeding profusely

In pain and fear
It hid itself in drain
Iron grill was removed to take it out

I and my friend
rushed to veterinary hospital which was eight km away

In car his painful whining
disturbing my mind
Blood was dripping on the floor of car
Mat was full of blood
Filled the car with coppery smell

His screams were making me sad
On the way we stuck in zam
It seems me as if roads were stretched

Somehow we reached the hospital
Timings on board
9.00 am to 3 pm
Still 20 min. were left
No emergency for animals
As if they don't get hurt and pain

I noticed
A house of resident vet. doctor
But it was locked
Suddenly a car zoomed in front of  house
I sensed it might be vet. doc.

I approached him to start treatment

He said in hurriedly
"Sorry mam
I am on leave today
I drove so fast to reach from
Himachal Pradesh
My children are getting late
for school"

He left the place
with the pup
which was bleeding
and getting unconscious
in our hands

Your poems

Pen will speak
Paper will absorbs
all your emotions
You get free for new expedition

One day
An explorer of the same path
Will find your poem
Connect with it to get relax
Yes, I am not alone
There was someone
Who went on same track
to explore the same phase of life
Met with the same situation
and get same repercussions
Yes, I am not alone

I am enjoying
the single parenting of
a 91 years old father
to his 58 years old son

Which I missed for my children.

The moment you come across your diary
You cannot resist to take off your journey
by opening it's pages

For every write
Mind starts taking flight
to the time frame
When and why those notes
were written

For some you appreciate with love, joy and smile
For some you are sad and get in tears

You can easily find the change in you then and now
However old is your diary
After completing your journey
You caress with soft hands
Keep again safely at a place
Where no one can hack

"I am very lucky
My father is with me
even when I am retired"

I said
"You are very lucky
Not because he is with you
Because he still believes in you"

ये जोड़ी भी अजब गजब है
आजकल पिता जी कई बार डांट लगाते हैं
मोबाइल हाथ में देख घुड़की लगाते हैं
सुनना तो कम हो गया
दिखना भी कम हो जाएगा
ये नालायक समझ नहीं पाएगा।

कुछ देर बाद ही
खाने को पकड़ाते हैं
फिर दोनों चाय की चुस्कियों पर
दुनिया भर की राजनीति पर गरमाते हैं
किस देश में क्या हलचल है इनको सब खबर है।

कभी एक पल उलझते हैं
तो दूसरे पल सुलझते हैं
एक दूसरे के हमदर्द बनें रहते हैं।

इन सब में एक बात सुकून भरी है
दोनों डांट और नाराजगी के पीछे
छिपे सद्भाव को समझते हैं।

Bag pack to carry a cat
I saw in vet hospital
Cat was looking through it
Saying proudly to me
See my lover packed me
Carrying every where on his
back
Asking me a question
In little confusion
Who is lucky?
I am
Or
The one who is running after a squirrel in the front
park

On handle of each door
Lock and key is hanged
It's you
How do you use

At night
I put my poem in the oven of HP to bake

In the morning I checked

It was ready and crispy
to trend

Fog in life
Chilled air to freeze you to bite
Move step by step
wear warm coat of silence
Just wait and watch
Roads will be more clear

Aroused a strom in the heart of God
Flows his healing powers
In the eyes of your angel
Which flows like miracles
to keep you alive

Keep me on toes
Make me alert or else
I sleep in my comforts

On my way
Back to home
In front of GMCH-32 CHD
In the middle of road
An old man
With bend back
Stick in hand

Trying to stop the vehicle
Passing by
Few ignored
Few took a cut from his side
His hands were shaking
His dressing sense
tells belongs to a good family

I stopped my car and asked
"Do you need any help? "
I had a close look on his stick
An ID card in safety pin
was tied with the handle of stick
Took my car on road side
He said
"Today is fourth Saturday
Eye OPD is closed
Now I forget my way"

Checked his ID card
Made him sit in the car
He felt safe and relaxed
Things were becoming more clear to him

He started navigating
On the way he shared
few life experiences
Blessed us
Number of times in many ways

On reaching his place
He offered a cup of tea
But I thanked him
by saying
"Next time sir"

I was feeling satisfaction
by taking him to his destination

Prayed to God
"Hold my hand
Leave me at destination
Of your choice"
Although I had question in my mind
Whether HIS choice match with my choice?

Days I am unable to look inside
Something pulls me out
I want to go inside to talk to me
To check what wrong is going on

To regulate the scattered thoughts

To streamline pile up work
But something pulls me out

Shows me the fear of work will get left out
I come out to complete the unending work of this world

Neither work get complete
nor I get the inner peace.

This cycle goes on
I sometime call HIM to break this circle
And pull me to embrace
Embrace me as I am

Soul is the mirror
Which shows me every particle of dirt on the face of my mind
Sometimes I ignore
But could not ignore for long

Then with the good deeds of face wash
I try to remove the dirt of those thoughts which makes it dark

On weekends I give services
to God like father
With face cream of his blessings I try to make face of  my mind glow.

With scent of his smile
I carry the fragrance to offer
in the feet  of my prabhu.

Two lines
One you, one me
Go parallel
To reach safe in destination of life

Fog outside

Pollution inside

Make a dangerous combination of smog in mind