Anger discourages one to be humble

Who is there?
Oh, it's Winter on the pyre!
Who are groaning?
Oh, Frost, Fog and Snow
Are on the galloping gallows!
He would bounce back I know,
But I don't care about Phoenix.
Everyone is glad for the golden days.
Let us go out to sip this beauty!
Don't you see the day is delicious!
See! See! See!
Earth is wearing gleaming-grass;
Daffodils are unfolding
Their golden-yellow cheeks;
Bluebells and daisies are dancing in joys.
Hear! Hear! Hear!
Swallows are fluting their rhymes;
And cuckoos are playing their sweet tunes.
Now I pine for taking
Purple hyacinths from those
Whose hearts are pricked
By my thorny words.
Let us dole out
Snowdrops, lilies and poppies to everyone;
And to you I will give tulips.

Let us cheer
Like the cheering cherry blossoms!

I am sure of
The greatness of man.
Sometimes he is lazy so it eludes him.

A little lizard,
Two legs broken!

The wall still in its form,
Some shades of light and darkness!

The silvery shawl
of shimmering stars
touched my chilled skin,
and I felt warmth within,
coolness gone away.
my fingers clasped her palm
and it suggested me
to keep myself away.
a voice within me said,
"embrace your love,
the present moments are diamonds,
the emiralds and
the showers on the grass."
I looked at the smiling moon
and thanked it with a kiss
on her hand, then
the time froze in memory.

My eagle


Soared

But

Came down the ground

At sunset

Nowadays
We complain about everything
And thank God for nothing!

Difficult times are just the shadow.
It stretches wide but vanishes like glow

Challenge takes one out of adversity.....

That
Who has not been loyal to his parents
Can not be loyal to anyone

How
Long
Can
Fog
Keep
The sun hidden?
Don't you understand this?

A solitary star
But only pale
Was wandering
In the dark
Another one
Full of light
Gazed and gazed
And crept to it and said
Where is gone
Your beauty
Tears flowing
Down its cheeks
It said in a whisper
I had got proud
Of my life immortal
Then
God made me
learn a lesson
And i hope
The whole world
Might have known

Hand on hand
On the dial
Following each other

Argument makes the things complex
Debate brings the better solution

Being gentle is a sign of belonging to a good family
Where parents inculcate virtues in their children's minds!

O Joy, stop saddening, sulking;
The fork teeth of cold are blunt;
The snow doesn't have identity
Of its own, and lost its current.

Jolly crickets are loving lovers,
And our hearts are now daffodils;
we are aquamarine once again;
March is here and on the hills.

Under social bond,
Dreams shattered, innocence buried,
The wife's crown wears she.

Knowledge is stamina;
Keep it alive to win the race!

Opportunity remains hidden in talent

You can't achieve your dreams
Until you are satisfied with your efforts!

Saying Good morning
is a healthy exercise to keep ego away

Happiness is mangoes
                                         Grief is the tree

Dews drop on leaves
We know them as leaves
Bees **** nectar
And flowers are still flowers
After losing its one leg
The bird is known as a bird
But when evil catches us
We are fettered and dance
To its amazing and honey
Tunes, rhyming with milieu
And our identity is gone
We adopt a new name
A name to be applauded
Somewhere for its intensity
Be, my dearest, what you were
For evil is only rainbow, appealing
For its own bubble existence
That we know is not us
Be, my dearest,  what you were
Still you will be the same

For them as you were earlier
And here your peace grows

Be, my dearest, what you were
For restoration is being with God

On the floor
                     My feelings
                                        She has spilled
                                                 and
                                   taken away my glass

Freedom is the breeze
It can't be tamed
It can't be placed
In the cage or any dungeon
It is the tsunami then
Creating havoc only
Making its own way

Whenever you smile to see your parents
Their soul dances to silently musical notes

In and off the home, in the crowd or at bus stop, in market or at a shop, on the road or on a bench, they fill your mind with---WHAT HAPPENED---you tell them only one thing--NOTHING--happened or not, still you like this sumptuous word nothing. At that time you keep your cool and grow a sweet smile. But something remains concealed inside and that runs on the surface of your face leaving its track behind. it goes on like the passengers on the platform and like the ads on the screen of LED or TV. All seem to be jolly with whatever the situation demands!

A humming bee
Perched on his pungent burger;

He flung it at his beloved,
And both turned to different sides!

Knowing and correcting
is the best way to evade defeat

Friendship
Is
Simply
A
Connectivity
Between earth and sky

The dear tumbling
As she crosses the stream
Bubbling to the core,
And the arrow
Tugs away
In her
Leg...........

The sun is sharp in the sky
Leaves are talking as slowly
As if they are shy of
Making their love in the open
And butterflies are trying
To listen to their feelings
I'm waiting for her
I think i can't better place than this
To put the rose on her palm
And lock her lips with mine

Colourful rubbles;
A half palm under the boots,
Flows the stream nearby!

Praise even the loser
For his efforts were the reason of inspiration
And he needs much again to come out of failure

Drink passion,
Wear determination,
Put on hope,
And walk bravely
Wadding snow to your destination!

You and me
Two rails of a railway track


So close
Still apart forever

I was clay
My teacher
Moulded me
And therefore
I am something
To be proud of myself!

Think of your choice........
Pencils draw only sketches............

There is a little star within me,
It sparkles if the days are dark;
And roosting in the heart tree,
In the noon, it sings like a lark.

O God keep it glowing until the skin
Goes thin and the wrinkles weave
Their mesh and the soul goes up dreamin'
To meet thee on that Judgement Eve.

Always trust your confidence;
If you left it,
You are the most alone everywhere!

Your
Talent
Is
Your
Medium
Of
Earning
Prosperity
And
Honour
Is
It's
Primary
Gift!

I breathe in my autumn.
The spring is gone.
Where is its happy song?
All the nights aches the heart
To see its verses in the dust
And the rhythm is the echo only.
I am now ******; it was to be.
Age is snow; it has to melt, it does.
My boughs are drooping, oh
With the ashes of every day.
Unable they are to withstand
The tumult of the time.

Rose Day upon the heart,
Nimbuses drawn together,
A steep descent
of the crisp water,
The wind breaking the flow,
Fish at feast,
Almonds in desserts

Many moods
In one evening-palm
Of February

It has been raining outside
                      Since everyone left me in solitude.
Be my umbrella.
     I want to be there.

Compare your sincere efforts
with the intensity of your dream, not with others,
And then you will be what you wanted to be