Old hawk swoops down on a tree,
waits for a drama to enact soon.

First sun makes a wake-up call,
small insects flock in green field,
they dance and sing and have breakfasts.

Tiger-bug is hungry too.
He arrives, gets food, plays with preys.
Sun brings heat as rush goes on.

Toad is on his morning walk,
saw the bug and ****** him in,
could not finish the regular round.

A passing snake is quick to act,                                                                   bulky toad now rests in him,
lo, the snake moves as a snail.

A flying kite has found its prey
dives down at lightning speed.
The snake is dangling in its claws.
Some crows chase the intruder.

The hawk now raises both the eyes.

All lines do not make a form
nor all forms- a curve.
How many curves may make a circle?
Frankly speaking, I don't know.
To attain a perfect spherical state
lines squabble among themselves,
alter the pattern and forms of life
so, the feeling of self existence
may run to infinity.  

7th Dec.2016

The wish trekkers
invented speed- wheelers
for feather rides
in ebb or tides.

We call these- automobiles
which frequently change plumes and styles.
We invest sweats for comforts,
save time and use in trades or sports.

Their utility changed from luxuries to necessities
now these run in frontiers, villages and cities.

4th Dec.2016

All the snails
have hard shells
like coat of arms
of pachyderms.
Beetles' hard sacks
save attacks
just as armors
of old soldiers.
Our safeguard
is to make skin hard
to let us glide
in ebb and tide.

1st Dec. 2016

Hearts were ignited in American War of Independence.
French Revolution carried the flame far and wide.
The torch arrives in huts and palaces
vanguards march shoulder to shoulder
people volunteer, camaraderie grows,
the torch is carried beyond horizon.
New blood strives to keep rainbow promise
alas, tears flow from shattered dreams.
Oysters need to suffer long for creating pearls,
so do the society for metamorphosis.

27th Nov. 2016

Oh mirror, the flattened cornea,
Whom do you belong to, dear?
-Who love me as themselves.

Oh my childhood Barbie,
Whom do you belong to, dear?
-Who put their breath in me.

Oh the young walking stick,
Whom do you belong to, sir?
-Dependence of helpless old.

Are you a nymph of heaven?
The charm you spread is rare in earth,
sonorous voice plays tune of ripples,
air keeps away the past and future.

I want to possess all beautiful things.
So, I need you at my side,
I weave my dreams around you,
and want to be nicest in your eyes.

We will create a heaven here.
Both will strive to be happy for ever,
branch out as an evergreen tree.
I wait for your consent dear.

22nd. Nov. 2016

I come out of me
the nature opens her treasure to have a glimpse.
Sun's bright and soothing rays remove dullness,
mild air cleanses the lungs
sky showers pure blue, variegated greens season the mind,
I forget me.

The peace abounds in here.
Swans of the lake put dynamism to the static peace
impeccable white among the green and blue
balance like a gliding ballerina
ripples dance, leaves murmur, birds sing
the swans remain the moving symbols of my desire.

19th Nov. 2016

It's like a bird
limited by movements
brooding later
on love, feed, and flight, flight, flight.

It's like a fish
swimming in a sea of habits
forgetting self
for few minutes of relishing self.

It's like the lord of forest
thumping paws cause earthquakes
sweet will paints air- red or green
till time puts a radio collar.

It's like a diamond
angle of vision creates the glitter

16th Nov, 2016

We are tied in colored ropes
ropes of shower, fog, flowers and snow
invisible puppeteer earns our feelings.  

13th Nov. 2016

Humming birds and bees
kiss red cardinal flowers,
flowers dance and sing,
happiness spills over to
air, trees and our hearts.

10th Nov. 2016

A rustic lass of early teens
sells raw diamonds on a pavement.
black stones are laid on a mat
small rocks  fetch her livelihood.

‘See, the stones can cut glass sheets,
all are genuine raw diamonds,
buy now or you miss a gem,
going cheap at two dimes each.'

Her face is *****, attire shabby,
hair unkempt, eyes sunny,
around the dullness, monotone
a tulip slowly unfurls petals..

She holds the reins of little brothers
a pair of kids in birthday suits.
Has the mother left her shadow
to teach the tricks of steering life?

I’ve bought a little piece
kept it in my glass show case
a simple, uncut, glittering stone
memoir of a youth to be.

7th. Nov. 2016

The blood, bones and organs of beauty
are figure, poise, grace and glow,
just as memory, intelligence, reflex and intuition
compose the talent.
Anyone can have skill with inclination and diligence
and God has given us all the talent
to translate skill into action,
action for development or destruction.

4th. Nov. 2016

Current takes away the drowning men,
some of them fight and win,
breathless others give up
current takes away the drowning men.
After teenage some young men
enter a strong current zone
some fight and escape whirlpool, others surrender,
current takes away the drowning men.

31st Oct. 2016

Autumn is our conscience.
Vast expanse of blue sky nurse it,
white clouds occasionally cover it up,
cool air quickly cleans the blockade.

Autumn is short lived.
It wears peaceful colors.
Monk like contemplation wraps it up
by logic and faith.

Autumn is a buffer between shower and
                                                             snow,
like the want and end.

25th Oct.2016

I wish to tame a yeti,
who will fetch me power and pride.
A mermaid in my aquarium
to showpiece beauty and love,
Sindbad's Roc bird on my command
will carry my fancies far and wide.
Then my I- a gas filled balloon
will take me beyond my dreams.

22nd.Oct.2016

Limerick is a city in Ireland
It  has plenty of bricks and sand
Has masons and their bosses too              
Adding  the two and two
the city hopes to be grandest de la grande.

Human nature is to be a creeper.
We use the weak, meek and backward sections
as branches of trees.
To keep the growth uniform.
nature intends to equalize
by earthquake, flood or forest fire,
but the devastation is area specific.
Societies come up and resort to democracy.

15th Oct. 2016

Splendor of a moonlit night
frozen in vacuum silence of desolate air
lies within reach.
Let the mind break its golden cage
and spread flapping wings.
The sky and stars, trees and earth
will absorb all the steam
and bring us within our hold
for, we have a right to live every day.
Let's open the chiller door
make a drink and make up our mind,
sip the beauty and spread ourselves.
That's the way to peace and heaven,
that's the way to live with self.

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6thyOct.2016

Books of novel are tetra-packs.
Fruits of society are manually picked up
crushed, mixed in neat proportions
and sealed to make fresh fruit juice.
Goodwill achieved by the presenters
put wings to the packages.

It's a different world in the dark interior
There are dreams of sun, rain, summer,
and the colors and tunes of spring
present a mirror world
full of butterflies and pests.
Each pack waits to tell its inside story
to an expectant connoisseur
and waits eagerly for a sigh of relief.

As the wind rolls on
cloned and genetically modified fruits appear
new entrepreneurs present newer packs
modern people enjoy never-before taste.
Every now and then new vistas open up,
the two worlds spin side by side.

Leader is a shepherd of sheep.
If he is a man
he clips them daily.
Women use them in
dish a day.
Sheep in turn
milk the bosses
and draw them in their fold.

Sun
glows all day
sustains some life
cannot penetrate ant hill
has not seen sea bed
our star
sun.