I was standing near the school gate
On afternoon duty in tired state

After the school was over
Group of three girls came near

Very young of nearly 10 years age

Laughing and giggling
Shining and smiling

Faces of them were glowing
Like the fresh dew drops in the morning

Their innocence made me attracted

I went near to them to take some fresh air

I asked with interest
"Girls what is going on
Give me also some drops from your happiness"

One answered
'Today is her birthday'

Her father promised her
"He will arrange a nice party for his nanhi pari"

She surprisingly told me
"My father also call me his pari"

B'day girl hold my hand
softly with her both hands

Mam "May I ask you one question? "
Yes, please

"Are you also pari to your father? "

I astonished, could not reply
Tears  rolled down from my eyes.

Yes, definately
Girls are fairies with invisible magic wand

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

I am suggested
Why  do you write gloomy?
Already world is drooping

Write for joy
Write for happiness
Write for bliss fullness

Draw an inverted rainbow
On these lovely faces

Rakhi
Festival of brother and sister
It honours the bond between siblings

When sisters tie beautiful
Sacred threads on her brother's wrist with lot of good wishes

Today both brother and sister
Ready for this fervour

She tied rakhi and asked for gift

He picked another beautiful thread
Fixed on her wrist

We both will take care of each other
Care when in need
Will support indeed
Protect each other from all problems

I promise you
I will be honest on my part

One and one will become eleven
If you stand parallel to me

You are not timid and weak
You are as strong as me

I take you to gym
To teach you safety skills

I teach you math
To make your calculations strong

I teach you English
To give wings of expression

I teach you science
To understand  the chemistry of life

I teach you bio
To understand the function of Xylem and Phloem
To train
which emotions you have to send in Xylem
Which in phloem

Come my dear sister
Stand with me
We together will nurture
Our family

Raise yourself from the clouds of problems
Raise yourself from the clouds of sadness

Take out yourself from the hollowness of inferiority

Don't let these emotions you to swallow
Which keeps you hurting
Which keeps you bleeding
Which keeps you crying

Come on
Look towards sky
Rays of hope are smiling

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

Red dot on the bell

Brings a spark within to see who

Sent like, love and comment

At your work place
At your home
Keep yourself ready
For relay race

Baton is given
Start your mission

Not to bother
Previous is slower

Not to worry
Who will be winner
Become a flight responder

Life is a relay race
Put all your efforts
At your best pace

Many races of life have been won
Many races of life have been lost
By the quality of baton to  post

Namibia and Zimbabwe government
Took strange decision for food supplement

They decided to cull elephants
For their betterment

They want to feed their hungry people
To make wild life *******

Wild life need protection
Where is love and affection?

It is friction between man and animal
They think they are fantastical

Situation is alarming
We are destroying our food chain rapidly

Global warming is increasing
Ozone layer is depleting

This is going unending
What if no wild animal  is left?

Man will eat man
Man will become maneater
Then starts a reverse food reaction

My exam was over

I revised it three times
I made it sure
No question was left unanswered

Still so much time was left
Few pages in my answer sheet were blank

I wrote one poem
I drew Tom and Jerry
I made few colourful patterns

Time was over
I submitted my sheet joyfully

When I was returned my answer sheet
I got cross on them
Many signs of question marks with red pen

I got above average marks
I showed my creative art

But I got unpleasant remark
"Should not I get reward?

I am rhythm of broken heart
Which creeps at every step of hers
Which is like the broken sounds of  music instrument
Hanging on the wall of my heart

I hear the sounds of her cry
Which my mind send back
to her again with the more frequency

Neither I can get free nor she wants to stop sending the vibrations of those pains
Which raised due to the
broken bond between us

We still are unfinished
song of broken love
Not going to complete in this world

People around us made it more difficult music of my
unfinished life

He was taking out petrol
From his scooter tank
In a transparent small bottle blank

He asked a person seems to his boss
Standing near the cross
In white collar dross

"I filled 3/4 bottle
Would you please allow me
to fill rest from your car"

He shouted
"You poor
How can you dare?
Am I getting free petrol from office mare "

I looked at him
He left the place

I asked him
"Why do you need petrol"

He answered
"Grass is tall
I need to fill in grass cutting machine

Office will take time to sanction
Children will play in ground
After the school is over

There is fear of insect or snake bite
I want to finish work today
So that they can play  
In peaceful way"

I forced to think
Who is rich

A white collar man in his glossy dress
Or
A man in old torn stinking dress

Most enjoyable ride
For my child
On the shoulders of her grand father

A girl student at age 15
Gave me a child look and
Asked

"Mam
Can I marry a boy in twenty?

Will it be a sin?

Will I do a wrong thing?

Should I say yes to him? "

Looked to me in doubt and fear

I tapped her back
Held her hand softly
Took her for a stroll

I told her
"This is not right time
First complete your studies
Get a good job
Till then tell him to wait if he loves you"

Otherwise you will waste your time
You will spoil your future.

When you sit alone
In the solitude
To find the oysters
To get pearls of thoughts
From ocean of mind
To write an art

Every single pin drop
Creates ripples of disturbances
To dis create the fine art

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

When whirlpool of thoughts cease
Ocean of your persona is like peaceful sea
Aura of persona creates magnetic attraction

When tornedo for all cries quit
Then cool air falls
Thoughts now give no trouble

Cool breeze from your ocean
Starts blowing from you  to others

This is the process of making a sant in you.

You  told me many times
Don't go to your parent's
house
They didn't call you
I fought with you
Blamed for being jealous
of my father's rare richness
What if they forget
He is very busy
Not sitting idle like you

You sent me
With your loved one to take care of me
You stayed back
As you sensed those wrongs

You were right
I was wrong
He didn't not show any joy
Rejected me badly
I cried a lot
I asked for your share

He insulted me
For I went for love marrige
I chose a person
With no palace
No luxury
But with utmost knowledge
With endless creativity
No one can love anyone
As he loved me

I argued with my father
He started accusing me
He started abusing you

I couldn't hear that rubish
for you
I put myself on fire
in anger and anguish

You cried on loud
You held me with your chest
You put every thing in mess

You took my body and
Went for a voyage
Kept on calling my name
My body kept on falling
Nothing is left with him

You entered in total emptiness
My soul watching you with
endless pain
And
Kept on wandering in space

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

Maria Branyas Morera
The oldest person of the world
Died at the age of 117

"Keep things and plan in order

Spend some time in meditation
to live in tranquility

Good connection with friends and family
to make harmones happy

Move around in nature
Love plants and creatures

Never stay long in
Worries and regrets

Keep searching positive note
through positive people"

These are the secrets of her happy and long life

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

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

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

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

Leaving behind the residue
of lost
To cool down the burnt ashes

Returned to check
Is some warmth is left
In hope if left
Then  collect the residue left
To give again shape

Most uncovered is cover of my soul
Less discovered is my mind
Least researched is my heart

Taking life as it comes to me
In this unending race of short life

Pull in all your senses
Under the cover of silence
To give rest to your
Body, mind and soul

Alone
Watching me
Writing a thought
going deep inside me
To find any thing to bring a spark in me
To find all answers of piled up questions
To stirr me hard to pull up
the sleeping part
To say something to me
to show me path
To search my whole
To search my soul

Skill India
Make India
Raise India
On the way to developed India

Talking to weeping willow
Through her poems at night
Enjoyed and appreciated

Smiling willow was sleeping
Made moon her pillow
Covered herself with star
Studded night blanket

Spreading pure and innocent sparkles

I was sitting beside and
enjoying her beauty
In my dream land
On same plateform

I was climbing in hurry
As I was in worry

I was on the gate of Cardio department
Few steps away from heart land

My father in law was in pain
I want no time to go vain

In the middle of gate
Met an innocent girl with her mate

Must underwent a surgery
Singing a poem from nursery

She was blowing off soap bubbles
She had no sign of trouble

I looked at her
She smiled at me

As if saying
"Blow off your worries
Do same as I do"

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

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

I can hear the sounds
Not from my ears
Does heart has ears?
Which hears the sounds no one other can hear?
Some times people in my diary
Get alive and I see them
Moving working laughing talking
Looking to me
I cannot answer
Keep sitting and watching in statue mode

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

She is sitting inside me
Pulling out all the experiences

Which I went through
From billions of years

Piled up one upon other
Put so neatly
No confusion for her

What ever I wish
She pulls them out for me
Send in the form of signals

She is my soul

Look upon the sky
Close your eyes
Absorb the space on high
Let it flow through your veins
Feel you are wrapped in the
Love of sky

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

Want to jump in the pool
Of her tearful eyes
To splash out all her loneliness
And refill with the tears of love and happiness

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

I saw a face of horse
sprouting out of trunk of tree

Tree was ready to gallop
to get free
Wings of horse giving push
to protest tree

Took a flight to meet His
Creator to bring few changes
They are same as they were
billion of years before

Make changes in their locomotive potential
These days they are facing
suffocation
Their skin is burning with pollution

They are forced to drink poisonous water

O, my creator
I am representing all my friends
We want to go to place where humans are gentle

Take care and respect us like their elders
We will complete all your given assignments for the
Welfare of your highest
creation

Listen to our plea or
We will go for hunger strike till death

       Tree
Green energy
(Signature)

Yes, I am rejected
I am a picture which doesn't fit in their frame

Sometime people in merit are not to be selected

This is what I was told

May be having 30 years of experience
And over all incharge of many events

But
You are not as smart as your junior

Might be having very good interpersonal relationships
With students and parents

Might have spent 30 years with full dedication

What can we do if you are a silent worker?

Indeed you are strong pillar of our school
Still we can't select you as principal

SORRY

When I was a young mother

Always think
" I will write future of my children "

As children grew old
All those resolutions fell free

Now
They are grown up

I pray to God
"Hold my children's hand
Keep them on right track
Do what you think is best
I surrender myself"

Coffee offered
to get a favour from me

Tasted bitter for many days

Exam was over
A boy from junior class
Asked
"Are exams invented by
Mr. Revision? "

Before I could answer
"I will go in past and **** him"
And ran away
As his bus driver was calling loudly

A big question in mind
Should not our education system kind?

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

Each sip of
hot tea/coffee
Vaporises your emotions
With its steaming fumes
Lifts cooler air in mind

In his eyes
Looked like dew drops
On lotus floating in river Ganga