Every appreciation
Fell on desert heart land
No sensation
No spark
Feels like a hook to hang

Watching
Every one is running
On the treadmill of the world

Attending
Welcoming like or not
All sagas coming
In the function of my life.

To write
"Writing is just a waste of time
When no one reads and appreciate
Why to write
I already spent number of years in just spoiling my paper and pen
"
So many time I heard from him
I tried to motivate
Write for yourself
Why you need appreciation
What if books which are published not well circulated
You will at least get satisfaction after writing
You will get a good outlet for your emotions
Specifically for you who is more introvert
You don't have many friends to talk
So write to talk with everyone on chart of your heart
It will relax you
It will give you an aim
It will set a target for you
Or else you will **** your time with social media to see up and down
Many years he didn't picked paper and pen to give a piece of write
Then I started to write when my teacher once my student motivated
I wrote and showed him
the loves and likes
Not much as I am not very good writer
But it helped him to break his ice
These days he is taking interest by reviving his old written pieces
Finding from here and there
Which I and his father kept in hope
One day he may come out of his cocoon.
Our efforts of keeping his manuscripts are bringing colours in his life.

You are right at your place
When you passed through a tough life
When you are tested at every step
Then very difficult to say
Who is right
Who is wrong

Sometimes you see yourself
Standing on other side for a good cause
Then neither your mind not your brain get align
to declare
What is wrong
What is right

Sometimes
You reach at a place of time line
Might be decided by God or by us
When you put yourself on one side
May be right
May be wrong
Such a thin timeline

Which always keeps you in doubt
And make you think
Was that right or
Was that wrong
But
Life goes on
Life moves on

One thing is sure
You get emotional every time
When reflect those times

It was an adjustment period

I told students to do homework of other subjects given

One child replied it is homework can be done at home only

Better you take us for play

It made me speechless

I am watching a honey bee
Entering hearts of flowers
Searching for a heart which can offer her love  honey.

Her two puppies
Just saw when passing by
She gave me a alert look
I dropped curtains of my eyes

Seen lavishly decorated house
With beautiful fall of light strings
With broken heart and doomed mind
Every bell on the door gives
him
false hope of her coming back with his kid

So many years
I saw a spark in his eyes and a genuine smile
After uploading his first poem on HP

सुबह की गुनगुनी धूप में
दो बुढ़े गुनगुना रहे हैं गीत जीवन के
हाथ थामें सुलझा रहें हैं उलझनें इस जीवन की

नित
दिन भर की गरमी और भाग दौड़ से थकी
नन्ही मोतियों सरीखी ओस की बूदों से गुथी
रात की चादर उड़ा
अपनी प्रिया पृथ्वी को कर दुलार
कुछ गीत नए गुनगुना रहा

I don't wanna to let my pain dry
Becoming habitual to live with it
As if without it I become a stranger to me

A flower for my beloved
Searched it on reaching the place where we decided to meet

I found it no where
Must have dropped it some
where
Turned back to my way
To look the place
Where I dropped by mistake

I reached the place from where it was plucked
I found it there
But alas!
It was thumped by some one

It could not be given
Before I turned back
I heard it's painful cry
My tear fell on it
I took it with me and
kept in my book of love to dry
To create a piece of art for my beloved

Had thrown all litter of broken love in dustbin
in front of me

She gave me a hug
Then she was smiling and feeling light

The way to school in the nascent morning
Where tall palm tree are
standing in meditation

Orange sun is peeping through the palm trees in
enthusiasm to see who are
passing by

Sunrays are flowing in rhythm with the waterfall

Kissing and spreading the
colours of rainbow on its face

Every drop of waterfall entice to winking sunrays

Dripping love of waterfall
cuts every stone at the bottom of heart

Flowing,dancing and enjoying to make it its own part

Those who love me

I care for those who don't love me

I work for those who are in doubt
to love or not to be

I always keep door of my heart open for those who steps towards me

Breeze is blowing
Giving me comfort and joy
Filling my breathe with its fragrance

But
O ' my dear breeze
Don't go near to my beloved's house
She will sense the scent of my breathing
It will remind her of all beautiful memories with me

She will cry
Her tears will flow through
my eyes
O' dear breeze don't go to  my beloved's house

Food in the kitchen

Finding ingredients for

The recipe of poem

On shining
With your magic stick
of writing
To create a piece for
the heart you are looking for

Today at night
See the moon
to catch the reflection of love rays coming from her heart land

Moon itself wait for her beauty to brighten up it's face

Red lights
Your love filled gaze through
The window of car
Still following me

अनमना सा मन
उनींदी सी महक
समय की तारों पर
गीत गुनगुनाता हुआ
कुछ मुसकराता सा

रात के चादं से चुरा
चांदनी की तारों से
सतरंगी सपनों की
चादर ओढ़ सिमट रहा है।

With their little fingers
Carving few words on earth

I found those words unfamiliar and unknown

I asked them
"What are you writing kids?
No word is readable"

Girl came near to me and whispered
" These are love words
No one other than us can read these

This is code language of love
We invented for us"
It spread a smile on my face.

Your pain take rest in peace
In the shell of your heart
It will grow into a pearl

Waiting for sea waves
to take some rest
Sea waves are laughing at me
Come and hold our hand
We will show you a wonderful world in the life of sea
Our motion creates a friction to keep water warm and live and
Let the sea life take birth

Friction are not always bad
They are many times reason for a good cause
Wear and tear should be that enough to bear

But high tides and too much friction always afraid me

What if I am taken away by high tides and keep me in the custody of demon in sea bed

And I am not a princess
A prince will come to get me free

खिलखिलाते बच्चों की खुशबु ने
थके से चेहरों पर मुस्कान बिखेर दी
ज़िंदादिली की लकीरें खींच दी

जाग कर नदी
भागती हुई सी करती
पिया पहाड़ का ऋंगार
नवीन उल्लास से भरी
कहीं अठखेलियाँ करती
तो कहीं पिया से
सकुचाती सी खड़ी

Am on the circle
Few are inside the circle
Few are outside the circle
I am running to win the game of circle
But I know however the distance I travel
Displacement is going to be zero in the life of circle

You are ready to give me your poison
I am ready to drink your poision
As my body is poisonous
You can't **** me

Feels
Hands are tied
Mind is blocked
Heart is freezed
Soul is caged
Looks silently blankly getting drowning in the flow of time
To meet somewhere to someone to free the caged soul

Vacations are over
Feeling difficult to sleep
As if workplace pulls me if I fall asleep

Softly touched
Your trunk
You whispered to sit with me
To pour his energy
To melt away all my worries

Your one question
Created a string of other questions
When
Why
Where
What
How
But as soon as I saw you back
All questions disappeared and I slept peacefully

Any one
Not discussed to dear ones
When pyramid of my dreams
Fell like the pyramid of cards
I lost faith in myself
I lost faith of all
Might be I was wrong somewhere
As I strongly believe
Neither of we were wrong
Things may went wrong
Might be God wished liked that
Neither of we were wrong
This my eyes sees
This my heart speaks
This my soul feel
These are the threads woven to grow into
an unnamed canvas

All painful
How things end premature
It was a twins miscarriage for me
Very painful for me
Not for any one else
It was me who carried you both in me

Physical pain
Mental break
Emotional set back for many days

In front of my Govardhan
to get up
And pull me under protection
From the heavy rain of worldly worries

Standing with passbooks and checks
Finding more safe with bank
To check the balance of assured old age health

Collecting stones from river bed of life

Finding silver and gold in it

Gathering dead shells to make sound

From my one wish
Mesmerized me
Each curve is exactly same

Beautiful girl with
Beautiful mind
Beautiful write
Shining smile
Entered on my page with
gifts of love and likes

Drawn a crease of bond between her and me
Thank you for all your gifts

Dusk of life
Watching through window
Pulling the strings of star memories

Skid on the rangoli of my dream
The whole pattern scattered
Each colour mingled
Leaving traces of blue, green, red and orange with
your footmarks and my pain

Friends finding hiding place
To sit and talk
To reveal the secrets of their hearts

White owls
basking in moonlight
Investigating 270 degree head around
Challenging beauty of moon
in dark night

Message looked at me
I took it
To make me smile

A beautiful smile
On my face
In the eyes of your mirror

Green tree sending golden leaf falls
To beautify it's mother
Mother smiling through
golden touch

Pale colour
Agony and anguish
Reacting and rebelling
Earthing cries
Vaporising tears in sky
To find a place to sigh
for sleepless nights
For dark circles drawn under eyes
For all rumours around
For what had lost
telling stories
Cool air above and air bubbles
Turns the salty vapours into
soft ice flakes
to come down to spread white sheet on the land of heart
Slows down all emotions and normalise the blue sky

When pen dance on the paper with the rhythm of heart

With the song of mind
With the music of emotions

A poem of art strikes the soul of reader

Let every fight go away
Forget and forgive gives cool
swag any way
These patty small talks
let us burry some where
Riding, talking, walking
Loving
Scenes goes on
Keep on creating sensation
among spectators
Actor and actress jump away
Empty is theater
Behind the screen
Hero and heroine are
fighting for the slippers get
exchanged
Life on screen
Life off screen
Life in real
Life in dream
Life in virtual
Some how goes on
Life more miss match
Life less right match
Till life falls curtain
And doors get closed