Sunday, March 29, 2009

Dry Sunny day, wet cool sand, blossom soul

If it was not for those subtle and bold words of yours,
or for that blindly bliss, or for that childish looks,
that I had an eyeful of you.

Dated Mar 29 '09

Saturday, March 21, 2009

The Ultimate Slavery

For him,
birth was a brutal cause to live
and life was a curse to accept
for only escaping to death.
His pale brown eyes with a zonking structure
squatted down bowing his master,
with hands crossed his narrow chest.
Was he fagged of work or a zombie.
Still bowing and an ear to his master's yelling,
begging for a little gesture in vain,
and blindly yet, for a cup of porridge.
Was this an acid test to his innocence
or a sinister fate he had to overwork.
Had ever man regretted for this?


Mute the World

The starving ears bowed,
for so deep it was.
Raised to the apex
the melancholy so brittle
It levitated tough stones
rather blew them away.
The air drew a track so dark,
at the Sun to black-out.
Myriads of stars lit
and a bliss at each chance.
Flame was it?
for my heart felt hot
or a blitz was it?
with soft cotton tone.
Worth it is,
as it did Mute the World.


Thursday, March 19, 2009


It is the glory of our land,
the sole beat of our souls.
It swooned us in days of trial.
When swooped on a fateful day.
It is disguised in billions,
though disgusted by millions.
It is the warmth we realize,
from the lap of our motherland.

Dated 20/9/2001

Habitat of Evolution

The life on earth emerged in divinity,
in honor and pride of His highness.
Pleasure of sweet, sour and salt are thine.
gifted to thy in every tread of life.
With eternal joy and happy,
in the backyard of the Universe.

Dated 25/8/2001

Breezing Queen

The breeze summons me,
touching my window pane.
As she shows her dance upon
the life, as sweet as cane.
With trees and twigs
men and material on the plain,
To enlighten the hearts of those
who are in pain.
I feel in myself as if
I am dancing with the queen.

Dated 1998

We Ended Feudalism

My land of sacrifices,
bound to ignore the hope,
of all evil tend to seize it.
It would turn a nightmare,
who try to scrape it.
Trust us for you would glow,
but those scourge
would cease with a blow.
Bliss yet to hand shakers
once trapped, and ruled.
Embrace all who cramped and cared us ages ago.
Vowed to takes no changes again
ours would be of blood and tooth.

Dated 10/8/2002

Love's Retreat

Song of the plain,
flow on the same.
Feel for a pain,
for an old flame.

Soul seek for peace,
but never got on trial,
as ever tried, to cease
and for all but to fail.

Dated 5/3/2002

I am Glad

Wasn't it right to know the Origin?
for I was quite anxious to know
Were we alone in the show?
yet prayed for the same.
The mild tone I scented,
was a musical note for eternity.
gestures were all around,
making sense of all.
I would cross my legs or cross my hands; all for a moment.
Known was nothing as
nothing was to be known.
It was sweet, dreaming about it is more sweeter.
Not an 'Old flame', so I am glad.

Dated 16/2/2002

Praise Him

Facets of Nature
never been in such Glory.
Meant for the Almighty,
to stun at his creation.
I gazed at, with full balls.
Blended with nothing less,
yet something more than ever.

The attire of landscape
having knitted in heaven,
are guarded by his sleuths.
Depths are His sleuths
and cliffs are His forts.
This nostalgia embarasses
life and its fullness.

Dated 3/3/2002


Our soldiers die in the battle,
True and innocent as cattle.
Stronger than the vapor in a kettle.
Tasking their life lighter than shuttle.
They are heroes of this temple.
A true son to his mother,
Whose soul never wither,
The defender of the nation,
The country's passion.
The sense which is fickle,
succeeded without brittle
The man with all Texture
He is the Soldier


The Depth of Sorrow

Why do the gales overcome,
when the wheels are in progress.
How can I convince my soul,
when the breeze turned tornadoes.
How did I miss the grace,
when it was owned by me.
Who had this miserable dream,
vigorously eager to fulfill.
When will I cross this terrible sea of misery.


Wednesday, March 18, 2009

My first steps

Greenish the Earth,
Bluish the sky,
Reddish the war,
Foolish the MAN.