Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Whom shall I adore!


A harsh from an outsider
and a bunch of difficulties from the nature.
I am in confusion...
Whom shall I leave-
and whom shall I adore!


Nature is wonderful, but not reliance though
my hopes at you also looking very low.
Thinking the things by calculating imagination wings-
walking... by keeping my heart on your toe.


Why have I lost my control over my heart?
Why there is increasing distance in nature and my carts?
I always love to lose me in nature’s lap...
Who have changed my P.O.Box and also my dart?


Okay... let me feel and take a decision.
Not in a hurry but in a true obsession.
Never mind on my coming life...
No need for any request and confession.


My demand is less and objection is nowhere.
Neither I will quiet, nor going to share.
Letting my chances on outsider and nature.
I will be happy with one, because...
to both I do adore.


Another small poem...


Whenever and wherever
you walk with me-
I makes wonder.


Either ask to the Moon or ask to the Sun
Ask to the breeze or ask to my hormone.
Ask to all those elements, which have I touched...
They will say result with the entire pros & cons.


Once in a while, I fall short of time
when I find hard to find you in my line.
I forget everything and do all wrong.
At the peak of frustration...
everything gets solved, when I chant your name.


Believe me, you are there always in my heart
I cannot stay without you, but can stay a breath apart.
I visualize your memories and inhale your words.
Without you I cannot measure, my life becomes what?


Hence, a request... don’t go away but stay in me always
I wonder, my life without you will be in a mess.
Pay the loyalty and make my environment green
lay your love on me, no matter... what is the case.





Friday, July 15, 2011

Nice Girl


Time changes, people changes as well the nature
one thing that doesn't change; that is thought of a creature.


She enters into my house like an innocent breeze
Spend times and do her deeds, with a please.
Speaks nice and listen to my words carefully
as if, her future rights I might seize.


She is so nice and very adorable
sweetness and innocence portrait on her fable
cute smile and glasses on her nose
asking eyes and for her pain is reasonable.


She thinks a lot on my dearest element
Guard for that, what have I meant
She is fountain and she is fluent
She knows everything, she is prudent


She neither argues nor demands
She collect all knowledge to continue the bond
She walks with time to grab the opportunity
For her my house comes first and else comes second.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

A FALTU Thought...


Once scatter your time according to its need
Pick your favorite one, which is important indeed


Think for a while and measure the depth
What is what? And where you have left
evaluate your position and make a mark
calculate the distance; destiny; how far it is being kept.


Nobody will call you and nobody will wake you up
it is your distance and you need to find your lap
The time is limited and distance is certain...
Do your basic right and make the correct Map.


Body and mind, they are right when they are parallel
Tasks would be looking easier and even more normal
If you will work out for one and leave another behind
Their approach may change and life will taste abnormal.


In the race, you may stay very last
for a balance; you may be in hurry or a fast.
You may lose your calm and peace...
And may feel tortured like racial and cast


Why will you do? When you are aware
Do regular duty and make life a fare.
Now you are your pain and gain-
Life your life organized and dare.


Pain of Rain...


A wind from south collide with a cloud
In burn and pain, cloud shouts loud
Environment covered light with dark carpet
Bloods and tears float from the hurt cloud.


Soon a drop from cloud touched the Earth.
Devil earth, tasted the blood and took a long breath.
Suddenly; she got energy and wake up from a sleep
since then, cloud became dark and green became earth.


With the era passed by, earth gained fame
She built her family in a living creature name
At her beauty the sky falls in love...
He sheltered the cloud to play a violent game.


Sky looked at earth and received her signal
He asked cloud on earth’s preference fall
They named it as rain, the blood of cloud...
The torture continuous for love after all


Then the fear has became seasonal
with pain and pressure it gives different fall
The sadist earth’s thirst never came down
Sometime it cries heavily and sometime minimal


Still, it greets the entire blame
for the love of his master’s name
when it rains a little it is dry
and if it rains more, they says a flood came.


Nobody understand the cloud and his pain
His cries becomes thunder and burn as lighten
whatever, he does a noble work for earth’s family
let’s cheers highly for the rain.


Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Meaningless Poem...


Trying for something is not tough... Any attempt or effort is never enough.


Sailing with the current is easier than it’s adverse

I, scrutinized my destiny at the opposite verse,

and analyze my opportunities and threats...

optimized myself with the current, off course.


There is only constant, that is change

The entire world has two phase.

Both parts are same as like a grass-

one associates with other with a large maze.


I saw you, when you were silent and calm

I got disturbed with a big slam...

and hutch-ed you with all my desire

admired feelings on my noble palm.


Is it risky on going after you?

Measure my threats; a large or a few!

No one can change, not even me

I can’t leave my sweats for a new.


I was, am and will be following you

I don’t know, what is false and what is true!

I always do what my mind and heart says...

success and failure are not destiny, a few.


One day things will turn around

All turned into music, what was sound

I will change my fate with my effort...

The world will salute me, it is bound.


Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Is the meaning of “The Truth” is differ from “The Fact”?


Is the meaning of “The Truth” is differ from “The Fact”?


Since when I got the Sense

I am told, telling lie is an offense.

Just be a part of THE TRUTH-

And feel the magic of winning dance.


With the time, I feel deviation

For safe, people choose either option

Their cunning axed the humanity-

and its entire derived function.


The court, a place for judgement, is no more divine

For money, lie becomes the Truth, because of black swine.

From house to temple, every where cunning and ample-

The Truths are only made, they are not anymore on fact line.


The law caretakers, they reveal the Truth far from the Fact

Everyone forgets reality, which suits them that becomes act.

The divine relations are often in doubts now a days…

Dominant people win all the battle, hook or crook, with all tact.


Angles are here, even the devils too

The tag “Truth is the winner” is in loo.

Efforts has the outcomes, but-

they are in pen and paper, true winners are a few.


Find the way, not for you but for humanity

Be a loyal and bring the Truth and Fact clarity

Someone is there, who is counting our sins-

Be a divine and make this environment in purity.


Bring the Fact and make it The Truth

Take this oath, all old and youth

unpolluted scenario makes life pleasant

Be an ambassador of “The Above Both.”


Monday, July 4, 2011

I am purely sick of you.



Why shall I escalate this matter,

It is not so necessary though.

But... She should not repeat...

She must take this vow.


Never fall a short of time

Simply stay parallel or walk with it.

“Sweet”... can never become lime

With a patience, taste it and faith it.


How can I say that you were there

Where all the time I find only loneliness.

Commitments are not only to made; Dear-

those have to keep, by making aside your selfishness.


I, even, never find you so dirty

when we were alone at that horizon

how come you became so flirty

where you have learned all these fusions.


I am, what I was and will be I am

only you will find some changes appearance

But... my heart is golden and will be same

What will you choose, it is your preference.


Never blame me that...

I have never come to pick you.

I will be there, till my breath last-

Because, I am purely sick of you.