Can somebody tell me.....

Okay...

This time I am going

To write a serious poem

Something about

The hardship of life

In the common mans view

I’m not going to feel

Comfort when I write

Since I’m going to internalise

The hardship- or else

People won’t believe

If I happen to see a bird

With the broken wings

Struggling to fly.

I write, not the hunter who

Shot it down nor the pistol

But the pain or the innocence

Of the bird.....

If I happen to see a beggar

With an empty stomach

Starving for food.

I write, not the son who

Threw him out nor the passerby

But the depth of the hunger

Of  the man....

If I happen to see a blind man

With his hands reaching for something

Which he lost.

I write, not the person who

Robbed him nor the thing itself

But the thought of being helpless

Of the blind man....

If I happen to see a woman

With a conscious mind

Adjusting her dress often.

I write, not the male who

Stares at her nor the exposed skin

But the state of being insecure

Of a woman.....

If I happen to see an eunuch

With two soul in one body

Harassing the “straight” in the public

I write, not the people who

Gets scared nor the one who makes fun

But the art of survival in this dirty village

Of a eunuch...

I’m going to write a serious poem

Can somebody tell me

How to be common to all?

So that I can write a poem

For an instance.

Otherwise people won’t believe

What I write...........

Simple Kiss

A simple flying kiss
floating in the air
filling the gap

of two hearts

It is not simple
But something special
only if you can feel it.

The simple kiss
May give me warmth
To wait for long
Till it reach

But same time
Isn't it hard to feel?
The same simple kiss
When it comes from far

In the air- floating
Instead on my lips...

Let us fly

You and I
Nothing else in the world

Let us fly
over the hills in the cold
Like the clouds

Shower me with rain
cuddle me with your smile

Put me in a place
where I feel helpless
to return your love

Let our fights
disappear like lightening
as fast as it can

Let us not sleep
but fly and fly and fly
to find our home in wilderness

In sorrow and loneliness
I let you not cry
I let you not to repent
I let you not to fear
If you can fly along

Trust me since
You gave the meaning of life
I trust you since
You are my life

So let us not sleep
but fly and fly and fly
to find our destiny of life.

Do you remember?
Those young days
parents narrating
bedtime stories

of kings and queens
of fairies
of good and evil
with a happy ending

I'll take you
to those place
for a happy beginning

let us not sleep
for those stories
but fly and fly and fly
to find our happiness

Do you remember?
In summer
there was no place to rest under the sun
In winter
there was no glance of moon to romance

Now

I'll take you
to the season
which will be at your serve

so let us not sleep
in fantacy of love
but fly and fly and fly
to find our destination

come
let us fly..................

Rough Draft

can
rewrite
strike out
correct

the err's

why can't you?
when a neat white
sheet can....!?

She is No More:(

She stood alone

At the entrance

A really beautiful old woman

So strong and tall

With empty hands

Leaning on one side

With nobody's support

She dances

To the tune of breeze

Bidding adieu and welcome

At every stranger

Her beauty was admired and

Ofcourse some got scared

So they wanted her to quit

Now

Here she lies dead

After lots of struggle

I can see

Some marks around her neck

I can feel no life

When I touch her

Yes, she was dead

The once "Pisa" tree

Now a mere wood

Journeying to become ash

At the gatekeepers hand

When she gets burned

On one fine rainy day

Only I can feel the

Heat of the summer.

Let the rain to rain

The sky fell asleep
In His dream- some strange
Thoughts gathered like the clouds
He moaned, and He cried
And there came the rain...

The dry earth got life
She smiled through her greenery
She was helpless but still pitied Him..

The more He cried
The more she pitied

Her children were clueless
And as helpless as She
So they let the rain to rain.

Those little children
Who played in the rain
Making boats in a thick sheet
Which got (re)sunk again.

They let the rain to rain
Till they learn to make
a better boat and not a fake
And His cry too passed away
Just like a temporary pain.

Failure

Languages went on self-mockering
when it failed to describe you- in
a single word...........!

Pimples

Water droplets on

the flower- I hate,

But the pimple on your face.

Red, Green, Yellow.

It was Red,
when I stopped.
Yellow- I got ready.
Green- I moved.

I- a mechanised being.
Where my trained
senses said,
"Move not as you wish".

And once in a 'JAM'
there was a knock
at my car door- finding
someone wiping the glass,

I asked
"What's the matter"
with a native tone.
He replied with a "SPAT"
and moved to the next door.

Apology

Im longing to say
Something which
You never know.
The mistake I have done,
Made your speech dumb.

I heard
LOVE
Gives as well as takes
something between us.

But I'm Innocent
To take, what I gave.
It hurts me too
I realised.

Day by Day
The madness drives me,
out of my way.

When
Your anger, Your smile
Your words, Your speech
passes me without addressing.

I Miss You
Dear- Have some mercy,
By breaking your silence.

Gift Paper

I'm not
Just a packing cover
And these are not
Just any words
But more than that..!

I'm the treasure
Of your life
I bring you
Good and Bad,
Happy and sorrow,
Love and Hatred, and
Many more..!

Try not saving me
For your Life,
Instead let I pass you
Now and then..!

Stop staring
At me like that,
"Unwrap Me"
It is time to deliver
Someones' love for you..!

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY......:)

Poetic Mind

In my Dreams
I love onething and
I lust many
How filthy- I
My thoughts on the bed...!

Why I am
Sane under the light and
Insane under the dark.
Am I bound to this
Duality?

And
If given a chance
why will I prefer to be sane?
By supressing my thoughts.

Expectations

I'm never been small
I never say "Enough"
Here I'm
Are you listening?

I won't envy others.
I won't feel pride.
But I'm everything...!

You won't believe,
I'm like a double edged sword
Filled with thirst..!

You won't believe,
I'm like a forbidden Fruit
Filled with sin..!

You won't believe
If I tell "I Hurt You"
So deep unto thy soul..!

You won't believe
If I tell " I'm God"
But the others will..!

So what else I need.
If not you the others will
quench my thirst..!
My "Bloody Thirst"