Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Death

I heard her last deep breath
Breaking the silence of room
Tears fled from her dear ones
As someone closed her eyes.

To stand beside I feared
And walked away from her
As tears came in my eyes
Even when I saw her
For first time in my life.

She was next to my friend's room
Who was lying in bed wounded
From few days back .

As I walked away from her
Million thoughts came to my mind.
Before she enjoyed her youth
As she crossed the road
Her fate changed forever.

Her dreams her pride beauty
All changed in a while.
Life is so simple Why
We make it  so complex.

Its an habit for many
To read the last chapter
Before the beginning
And so is our life but still we fail
To live our life in its fullest joy.








Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Sigh

The vast sea lies in front of me
The sea is now so calm at evening
But she has changed my mind
From a year back and I have lost faith
Waiting for my beloved son over here in my hut.

In my life ever my fate was to wait
Seventeen years I waited for my father ever
Who left us and went abroad but never did he came.
Again ever I waited in evening with prayers
Till my man caught sardines, prawns and alike
From the mid sea everyday and made a living.

And still fate parted us when one evening
I saw him floating after a stormy night
By the violent sea, but still then
In this shore I alone taught his son
To walk in this shore.

But the violent sea doesn't see
The tears in my eyes as I lost my beloved
And now I missed my only son
In the violent roars of sea again
And I am waiting for him over here even now.

I am losing my patience now
For I have no fear to die
In this vast sea but still ,If he comes,
He won't be just an orphan.

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Your Presence

I never thought till I saw you
My heart will move in this way
As I felt when I met you
And it felt in same way
Again and again whenever I saw you.

Where have you been so long
I felt myself heartless in solitude
My mind like a graveyard in desert
When the sun is at its highest peak.

But now your voice make me tender
And it gives me a warm feeling
A feeling which I need to last long
By having you near me all the time.

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Alone



The night is so cool, as the wind flows
My heart longs to dance in the darkness.
The mild raindrops,add charm to night
But still my heart, feels something missing.

Whose presence may enchant my heart more.
I might fail the beauty of night sometimes;
But I would have seen more splendid night,
Gazing just at her twinkling eyes,
If for sure she is just as I wished for
In my dreams or oh night to be alone
And admire the twinkling stars is what I wish.


I hear the cuckoo from somewhere
At noon—but to seek it is to squander the hours.
But in solitude hearing the melody voice
Makes cool for at least sometime.
Wished someone beside whose words
Can cheer my heart even in boring noon.

But if she starts to count my faults
Oh noon I am much happy with
The sweet voice of cuckoo
Even if it is from somewhere.

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

February

Before March as arrived
As a month's celebration
Of new year as ended
I remain in solitude
In this shortest month.

In noon when loneliness
Magnitude increases more
I do hear cuckoo's voice
From somewhere my only
Companion at the time.

In noon even mud for me
Seems to waiting for raindrops
And to pervade its smell all around
As the mild wind blows.
Even in that climate I find an inner peace
Which I do not find in most season indeed.







Monday, February 25, 2013

Parting

Today I heard good words about me
From my near ones after a long time
And got a boquet of flowers
From around my close ones.
When I parted from here.

But my bad deeds will be rumored
Words from their heart about me
 Will be passed when I won't hear
Even hear from somone or overhear
That day will come once and now its more near
Than yesterday; when flowers and garlands
Will be laid over me when I can't have choice
To accept or reject those flowers.

Friday, February 8, 2013

Thirsty

An unquenchable thirst drives through my veins
To know and to be known; all that I can know
Grasp every bit of wisdom from every  corner
For it will only help to survive in world
Where everyone is in race to raise income.

Following one's heart will only help
To win the hurdle smoothly now I think
Its not the dreams that count, but how
Wisely you won it in time only counts.

Sometimes its better to sail as it moves
Than always move where our dreams
Guide us to move for it never cares about time
But our lives in this world is bound by a time.




Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Feelings

Life is so strange
She became my friend
Whom I can trust
Who was her dear friend.

I lost her forever
Whom I adore
But she always listened to me
What I felt about her dear friend


Whenever I was down
She calm with her words
To forget her dear friend
Even when she was busy
With her hubby and kids.

Years later I saw her whom
I thought to make mine once
She asked about my buddy
In the same way as I asked
Always about her to my friend
And I knew  how I read her heart.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Child

To be a child ever, is my dream ever
To vision the world always newer
Where there is no barrier in heart
And  keep the warmth of joy alive.

To ever be curious to know this world
To be always thirsty to gain knowledge
To speak out truth without hesitation
And to live by heart .

Monday, January 7, 2013

Flames of Innocence

Life has lost its charm
For mind again finds joy
In remembering those days
Which are gone forever.
As I pass through street
And hear the bell ring
I still cherish the good
Old days that are gone.

Those days where happiness
Reside in heart , where hatred
And jelousy had no place.
But when did I lost that
Quality of  innocence slowly.

Was that when I started to hear
More about people near , when
I lend my ears of how they compared
Me with my dear cousins near
That the seed of jelousy arouse
In my heart ,it is now that I fear.

Or when I was called matured
Before I knew the meaning
Which I still doesn't understand
Its something like saying a person
Good hearted who always succeeded
In proving as naughty by others
Or Just like someone who got
Nobel for peace before power
Was given in those hands.

But still the flames of innocence
Resides in my heart , for that
Whenever I hear the school bell ringing
 I remember the good old days
That are gone forever.