Season of colour, buds and blooms.
Lovely roses, grass with large plumes.
Hiding high on some tree koel* sings.
How badly I wished for thousand springs.

Large blooming tree, shrubs and climber.
Busy bees fly briskly from flower to flower.
Numerous butterflies with colorful wings.
How badly I wished for thousand springs.

Yellow mustard flowers below skies blue.
Entire flora covered with tiny drops of dew.
Sweet fragrance gentle breeze brings.
How badly I wished for thousand springs.

Far from reality, wishes are just wishes.
It can vanish with gust of wind like ashes.
My fragile soul is covered from top to bottom.
Now sadly I am abode for thousand autumns.

Elephant calf from its mother they'll burgle;
When both will be busy roaming the jungle.
Tied with the rope baby elephant will cry;
To break the rope again and again it'll try.

Its body will not have strength to set it free.
The rope will injure its flimsy leg and knee.
It'll become quiet, won't be heard its cries.
It will only look at jungle with tearful eyes.

Now it'll slowly start eating below the tree.
It'll think about wounds and won't try to flee.
Days will pass till it becomes very strong.
It will have very huge body and tusks long.

It'll work near the jungle which won't be far.
But will remember the pain and see the scar.
It will have immense strength but no hope.
It will break huge trees but not the old rope.

Their words like cactus
my delicate soul bleeds.
I want to be alone.

My dreams of glass
they carry stones.
I want to be alone.

Enmity hidden within
a pleasing smile.
I want to be alone.

My misfortune, their happiness
inside sympathies disguised.
I want to be alone.
I want to be alone.

I conquered vast pieces of land.
I ruled green patches and sand.
I am Akbar, I am Aurangzeb, I am Alexander, I am emperor,
I am man.

I discovered places which were unseen and unknown,
sometimes with my friends and sometimes alone,
I am da Gama, I am Polo, I am columbus, I am explorer,
I am man.

I constructed beautiful mosques and castles,
see this Taj, as if it was built by Angels.
I am Ustad Ahmed, I am Master james, I am Sinan, I am architect,
I am man.

I take rational approach to solve life's mystery,
through biology, physics and chemistry.
I am Jabir, I am Newton, I am Einstein, I am scientist,
I am man.

I have turned upside down many nations,
my thoughts and writings can inspire generations.
I am Marx, I am plato, I am socrates, I am philosopher,
I am man.

I crossed boundaries of earth to reach space,
Even on moon you can find my trace.
I am Aldrin, I am Gagarin, I am Armstrong, I am astronaut,
I am man.

I shape words like a sculptor with delicate touch,
my few words can convey so much.
I am Iqbal, I am Kabir, I am Wordsworth, I am poet
I am man.

I Stayed for nine months in her womb,
her love and kindness made a man in me to bloom,
She is sister, she is wife, she is mother, she is woman,
Yes, I am man because of a woman.

Motives at times so noble, at times so base.
Jealousy and Satisfaction have human face.

Tongue coated with sweet honey, yet so ****.
Cruelty and Kindness have got human heart.

Intelligence and morality, little brain they flood.
But Satan circulates human mind like blood.

Weaker than Satan, sinner if likened to angel.
But a free will and inside always a fierce duel.

A bunch of contradictions! a set of antonyms!
But still greatest of all creations, a Paradigm!

Will it help?

If dams are made out of handkerchiefs
to hold floods of sufferings and griefs.

Will it help?

If murmurs are subdued within glasses of loyalty
to wash away the sins of ancient royalty.

Will it help?

If we break all ancient walls
to break barriers between hearts, wide and tall.

Will it help?

If we make some ground in oceans mixing 'self respect' and 'ancient sins'
or learn how to survive in waters without gills and fins.

Will it help?

If progeny is punished for their inherited guilt
and each drop of brutal blood is spilt.

Will you promise?

Then you will again find no reasons to divide
and live without any quarrel happily, satisfied.

I doubt!

As it has nothing to do with 'ancient walls' or 'ancient sins'.
It is something related to species and has nothing to do with genes.

For some ego is bigger than verses holy.
Saintly demeanor but hiding needles treacly.
For some ego much bigger than pure logic.
When atheists preach sermon it doesn't click.

Few tongues very sweet and few extremely ****.
But God Almighty knows the secrets of heart.
In matters of faith I pity the way people think.
For them everything is just winning or losing.

Exchanged shoulders, to cry and fire gun.
Don't like any convention then quietly shun.
Question beliefs of millions and simply walk.
Won't be allowed, you need to walk the talk.

Mingle personal tragedies with worldly affair.
Many will peep, life will become thoroughfare.
Without pointing be in ample or meager wear.
It is your personal choice, I just don't care.