Exam! Exam! Exam!
There is pin drop silence!

Some are tensed and some are worried

School children think
Life will be pink

When school is over
Then life will hover

Collegiate thinks when course is over
Life will be broader

Exams will be over!

Job seeker thinks
When competative exam is clear
Every thing is merrier

Exams will be over!

Now toughest exam of life start
It is not only your part
It makes you cart

Whom to merry
Whom to carry

This exam is like three legged race

You cannot run, fear to fall
You cannot stop, fear to lost

Life goes on, Exams goes on
No end! No full stop!

If you clear exam of marriage
No need to merry

Most fearful exam
Your children's exam

They keeps you on toes
They make you froze
Life goes on

If you pass through it
Children will take your exam

How will you bring up their children?
Otherwise they will make you villian

How will you help them to make merry?
Give them money to eat cherry

For whom you will make will?
Otherwise all waste your skills

If you pass their exam it's fine
Otherwise time will bend your spine

Life goes on! Exams carry on!
Life goes on! Life scaring on!

Last exam of life
You may loose your spouse
You may have to live in lonely house

No exam on death bed
No exam can you dread
No worries for bread

No exam in grave yard
No question will bombard

No exam in cremation ground
No wish to be crowned

Exams Full Stop!

I feel bad
Whenever see word disabled

They should be called specially abled
With love and care

One experience
Our family went through years

My father's left part paralyzed
Which made him crippled

He lived with metal pipe in his food pipe
After a tough surgery type

We passed through many experiences
Of hate and financial crisis

Many erratic question marks
On the faces of others
For his daughters

Faith shattered into fine pieces

Collected all pieces in hope for someone

Melt and give desired shape

Miss a beautiful tree
Was standing on the round about of beautiful city

When I passed through
way to my school
Its sight mesmerise me

Tall straight hung with
bunches of pink flowery
Blossom and spread it's
spell bound melody

Gave glimpses of its divinity
from very far on the road

Every ascending move for
glorifies its mastery

Nascent sunrays falling
intensify its brightness
Seems to give message of love and purity

After one vacation
It was not traced by eyes

Tree was missing from its place
Only left a deserted raised plateform of bricks and clay

I wish
May see one day
Raised a reverent sapling
From the roots left  behind by the Fallen Tree

I met
An auto driver in metro city Delhi
He drove me to sister's house

He was light hearted
Smiling and talking lightly

In between
He kept on giving suggestion
Way to reduce pollution
Pollution of air
Pollution of water
Pollution of mind

I started taking interest
As it was a long jam

I couldn't hurry
No use of worry
Had to withstand
Hot waves and hot conversations of jam

I asked him about his family

He answered
He had three daughters
Proudly told me

They were going to school
I wanted them to stand their own

I asked another question
"Do you live here with your wife"

He told me
"I am never married"

It could not stop me asking another question
"But how do you have three daughters? "

He showed me his both amputated legs

His family met a major accident
His brother and wife died
Left their three daughters behind

My legs were cut
To keep my life must

After I recovered from
that drastic change
I found three daughters were sent to orphanage

I cried a lot for them

I decided
"I will beg but
I will bring them back"

I changed their diapers
I cooked their food
I sent them to school

"I am happy
I am blessed with three daughters

Now they are grown up
They cook food for me
Whatever I earn till evening
They welcome me with silver smiling"

I thought
"We are so called educated
Lost ourselves in mad race
Definately in rat race"

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

Cats
Wonderful lovely creature
Absorbs all negations
Reduce stress and tension
Symbol of good luck
They are very special little angles

In the following lines find five basic elements of life, five senses and their five functions

Close your eyes
Feel the love in air

Inhale the air
Let your nose
Smell the fragrance of rose

Touch the earth
Feel the moisture in layer

Find the molecules of water
To let your tongue
Taste the spices in nature

See towards sky
Give ear to hear
The sounds hanging in atmosphere

Smile to sun
Let  the rays enter in your skin

You become fire ball in anger
Which gives pains and burns
Feel like ferns

You forget and come again
To feel sorry you did
With wet eyes indeed

But the person who went through all pains and burns

Will not be in a position to hear
To see in your eyes to give ears

O my dear friend
Don't cry
I am here to hold your hand

Don't fear
I am here to give you ear

Don't go into the cocoon of
hollowness
See I am here to take you out

A friendship
Based on shared advantage
Don't take them for granted

Keeps on changing faces
Go towards profit places

Better friendship is
Sharing and caring

Your spouse and children
Who live in your kingdom

More you give
More you will be appreciated

Best friendship shares
Mutul respect
Which need not to be perfect

They hear you
When you are silent

They read you
When you are in pain

They are special friends
Keeps you on high trends

Awaken late night
Jolting few lines
Thoughts hovering mind
Melting from eyes

Reaching heart
Get frozen as ice

Not cooling mind
Sending sensations of
Frost bites

Most beautiful gift
"ma"
In head, heart and soul

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

Continous knock
On the door of head

To open the door
By unknown thoughts

I saw through the window of my wisdom
They were thoughts of
Illusion/delusion/confusion

I refused to open the door
They lured in their way
They offered me free gifts
With each glittering packet
Of false pleasures

Greed of free offers
Forced me to open
They all entered haistly and
Abducted me to
A unknown planet

I am underestimated
for my goodness
I am exploited for my
mildness
I am ignored for my softness
I am fool in the world of so called practical wise people

The moment I take turn back to goodness
It takes me in the world of
stranger deserted land

Unable to recall
Who am I?

Get disconnected to my soul
which is more fearful than above

I am good in this land
may be fool
may be impractical
may be left behind in the eyes of wise
But feel most blessed
I see my soul
Smiling at me

A small neem plant was grown
by an old man in his late eighties
Outside the boundry wall of his house

He looked after  it everyday
He grew some cactus for its safety

Neem plant was growing into a tree
Old man was becoming more elderly

Old man took few leaves every day
To keep himself fit

After few more years
Old man was unable to come down
From first floor to ground floor

One day I saw old man was talking to tree
"Now you are too strong
But I am too weak to walk"

I saw neem tree grew in more height
It increased its branches to reach the railing of old man's house

To my surprise one day
Old man was plucking the leaves
From first floor of his house

Neem tree was showing its gratitude
By offering its leaves to its saviour.

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

This is my way to express my emotions
It is the way I have learnt from my childhood

How can I know
What is happening inside you?

Either you come on my side
Or you allow me to come your side

Ex principal met present principal

They joined their hands with masked smiles

Showed they were happiest persons

My house has become
A guest house for many
Creatures of nature

Two cats come one by one
One cat some time becomes
owner of the house
By sitting just on the foot of door

Other cat is fond of sitting
On the seat of motor bike
Sits in a posture proudly
As if it will drive to take a free ride

Branches of neem tree at the back yard of house is
Favourite roosting place

Flying buddy plans for the day and fly away
Few birds take bath to beat
the heat of sun rays
They sing they dance and fly away

A female monkey in a group
With her kids come and play
rigorously
They hang and jump
Show their all juggles
They are very noisy and get aggressive
Which keeps us on alert
No gate should left open by mistake

There is a stray dog
Called by name Sota
Takes a stroll on main gate
Sometimes sleep
Sometimes rest
But never let any body enter
in the house
During rain and winter nights
He is given shelter for life

Few butterflies and insects are seen taking nectar from
flowers of potted plants

Our house has become a symbol for
Live in harmony with animals

My dear
Sending my love
Open your heart
Let my love sprinkle dews of
Peace and happiness
It will control your blood pressure

I am here
In this world of poets
From last few days

I tried to write
Tried to show my skills
Some liked
Some loved
Some commented

It gave me boost to write
Motivated to make it right

I read their poems
I tried to find their depth

They had large viewership
They got trended
They got number of comments

Their philosophy is high
Difficult to measure their sky

They have depth in intension
No need to mention
It is already on  HP

I got afraid
I am not writing in their way
They are good writers
They are great poets and poetesses

Where is my place?
Will I have my face?

Inner voice replied
You get a ship to sail
You get wings to fly

No need to measure the height of their sky
No need to measure the depth of their ocean

You just enjoy your flying
You keep on sailing

When you get tired
Sit on the mast of your ship

Enjoy their writings
Enjoy their poems

Keep on sailing on your ship

Milk is spilled
Mixed with dirt
I am helpless

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

He says no good or bad to me

Find Him stand when needs by me

This is His profound love for me

Every fight and war
Fought for one of three
Woman, land and money

Drawing teacher
Gave human figure to draw
On a sheet in artistic way

Many creative figures of arts were displayed

In between a sheet was found
A human figure was drawn
in a clumsy way

Drawing teacher asked annoyingly
"This is what I taught?
I taught you to draw so many human figures neatly.

What is this? "

Child answered innocently

"My grand father is lying on the bed
I am sleeping peacefully on his chest"

Teacher became unanswered

Wrote a remark
Most artistic human figure I have seen"

I saw you
You saw me
Coalesce together
To love and be loved
Give rise
A wonderful human race

You may call us
Adam and Eve
           OR
Manu and Satrupa
Makes no difference

We gradually evolve together
To find solace in life

Serpents thousands in numbers
Coming out of body
Searching for prey
to swallow the hunger
floating in arre
Few weak few strong
Not finding place
Coming back with ferocious force
Enter in heart thru eyes
to arrest the brain

Painful emotions
Mesmerise and hypnotize
Touch , cut and bleed

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

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

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

A leafless tree
Standing in the nook of street
Straight and alone
No joy no thrill

A bird from unknown land
gathered green leaves and threads
Weaved a nest of dreams
On the hard bones

Time passed with the wings of song bird
Nest was full of trilling and chirping sounds

Soft peeping sounds
made unwavering bond
wandering around all the time

All those sounds travelled
in fine lines of tree

Touch of little feathery crowns on the browns
Shaken the dying spirit
to get alive

Nights of chilled winter
ahead
Ready to swallow soft little
chicks

Fading roots of bony tree
pull all it's energy
To **** the nectar from earth
Sent with the force of love
to all it's dying branches

Seen a miracle through the
sprouting buds of leaves
here and there

Innocent and pure vibrations roused the life
from deep sleep

To give them a safe and joyful place to live in

This was the immortal love
between the two

.

Age is not your boundry
Age is not the limit for your success

Age can't stop you for discovery
Age can't stop your artery
to play sport of archery

As you are home for
Age less soul till infinity

My daughter has her own interest
She doesn't find threads to
get connected on HP

These days inclined to act and drama in youth fest
of the year

Our interest doesn't match much
She is more idealistic
I am blended with practical
aspect of life

May be due to the difference
of life spent
May be due to values inherited in soul

Its fine
She has her  own wings  and intuition
to fly in right direction

Prays to God lead her through His light and love

To be too good
Too goodness make you too sweet
Too much sweet in body
make you sick
Unfit to do too much work

Too much sweetness in life
attract many unkind people

Attract you to use for their
own welfare
Use you as ladder to raise and forget
Not only use but kick the ladder to make 'it' fall.

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

Watching
Every one is running
On the treadmill of the world

Kaleidoscope makes
Beautiful and unimaginative structures

Children play joyfully and show to their friends

They see in light
They try in dark

I made my kaleidoscope
With broken bangles

They displayed unique patterns
Which always fascinated
and captured

I took out those broken  bangles
To take out few stunning art of angles

But I couldn't find any art
It was an empty part

Those were only reflections of broken bangles
Which were creating amazing patterns

Same as broken heart is more imaginative and creative
In the kaleidoscope of life

These are broken bangles and broken hearts

Which creates a piece of art

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

She met me in the market
Very busy hot spot

I approached her in a good note
She gave me a faint smile

I asked her
"What is Gopal doing? "
My old student

He met with road accident
Two years back

His spine got injured
He was on bed

She left no stone unturned
She ran for many hospitals

She offered many prayers
She asked for blessings

Only recognised me
Seldom opened eyes to me

He screamed and showed
Signs of pain

One day
Lying beside him
Gave him hug and called
By his love names

I was in the state of
Hypnagogia
Neither slept nor fully awake

I felt he was standing
in front of me
With white bright aura

He told me
"Mummy let me go
I am in too much pain
You are passing through
unending strain

Let me go
Free me from your strong bonds
This body cannot hold
energy of my soul"

He was not responding my calls
He was not responding to
medicines

That day
Before l left hospital room

I whispered in his ear
"I will fulfill your last wish

You are free from my bonds
You are free from my calls

I am ready to free you from all my bonds"

Next morning
He left for his abode