Looking into your eyes with a fear
Of falling into a well of love
Holding your hands with a cheer
Of being into a cradle of care
Allures your smile with a sheer
Of taking me to a world of romance
Liking you whole with a trust
Of being into a durable love

It was a lovely day after rain
Green paddy fields dancing
With their heads shaking
For the rhythm of breeze
A yellow butterfly fluttering
Around beautiful flowers
The muddy scent spreading
Earth's love with the rain
Water gliding from leaves
With a sound of gulp
Trees in wet clothes shivering
Waiting for a towel from the sun
Flowers and leaves like stamps
Sticked on the wet ground
With no pride but style
Rain leaves with a silent smile

Humans lose hope of light
Walking through the darkness of solitude
A firefly on the ground with its broken wings
Still holds its light with the hope to fly!

In a den of black clouds
Scary splattering sounds of raindrops
Oozy noise of waving trees like evil witches nearing me
Home alone with my fear of ghosts
A sudden knock on the door
Evil witches nearing closer and closer
Door bell ringing without interval
A tender voice heard from outside
Dear please open the door
We are back home !

Saw Him within me
In the tears falling from my eyes
In the smile blooming in my lips
Saw Him in everything I see
Sadness made me think of Him
Happiness made me thank Him
Saw Him in every way I go
Each face reminded me of Him
Each place gave me the feel of His presence
Wherever I am, He is with me
Surrounded by Him everywhere
And He is the Creator
He is within Me!

Transformed to a good actor
Portraying myself being strong
Controlling my silent tears

Inviting the help of rain
Covering red veins pain

Revealing the volcanic tears
Transforming to a bad actor
Lacking my virtuosity

Let the bubbles live its life
Do not open your doors for
A twinkling jollity to enter
Killing it with a touch

Smile bears no cost
Give it freely
Let it be a gift voucher
For the needy

Islands of black marbles

Surrounded by the vigorous white sea

Being a house of vision

Pouring excess water of tears

Composing a desolated heart of burden

Warm tears rolled down her cheeks
Like glass pearls splitting from its string
Embracing his harrowing heart
Shrouded his ailing to fly
With her blanket of gracious wings

Compatible of two clays mixing in a bowl
Starts His work of sculpture
Until He reaches its perfection
Carving His new creation
Giving it a life through His work
Contributing a new change every year
Calling it a Birthday
Never a step back from His goal
By creating new changes
In His art of sculpture
Not just changes of celebrations
Stepping in of good deeds
Turns you more beautiful
Gifting you wonderful birthdays
Making you feel the best creation of His work

You being the river
My journey is with you
If you handle me calm
I will cuddle in your hands
If you **** with anger
I will love you with fear
If you flow with ego
I will drown myself

I am a firefly
Kissing you in darkness
Making you shine with light of love

Selfish fishes laughing at the lotus
For being a slave of goddess
And a life without liberation
Conveys with pride of their liberty
Mocking her of serving the goddess
With a rosy smile, the lotus replies them never to jump of pride
One day you will be a prey of fishermen
But me proud of being a flower of goddess
Having the liberty to live my life without fear of being killed
Till the day of my destiny to die!

She was passing by with her grey hair of clouds
Seeing an innocent child
Standing there with a curious face
His heart filling with merriment
Having a weird wish of climbing the clouds
To Move on till the clouds stops its journey
It happened like a fairy tale
A ladder of clouds came to take him up
Making him sit on her lap
On the way of their journey he sees
Some beautiful creations of clouds
Forgetting the real world he falls asleep on her lap
Woke up seeing him lying on his mother's lap
Espied his grey haired grandma moving with a toothless smile!

Fought like infants for an hour
Attesting they are not made for each other
Ending up their fight with a good-bye
Moving to the opposite directions like thunder
Waiting for him to call her back
Looking at her phone without a wink
Getting a call from him conversing with love
He came running to her back like
A child back to his mother after a rebuke
Hugging her, tickling her and making her laugh
Leaving back all the grudges
Hugging him tight to confirm her love for him
Believing a hug after a fight gets them closer than before
Where they realize each others flaws through these fights
Making their love stronger than ever!

Spreading his mystic chart of zodiac signs, cowrie shells
And the writings on palmyra palm leaves in his hand
An outflow of astrological destiny of the landlord
Kik kik kik kik sounds the house lizard
The astrologer confirming the death of the man
Predicting an accident after a day
Exhaling his last breath of disbelief
With fear of mystical belief pushing his destiny
Before a day of astrologer's prediction !

Standing like a fried potato
Turning black spitting out smoke
By the red flaming words of fire
No spatula to take me out
From the evil pan of teacher
Taken by the chief of hands
Thrown out into the garbage
Making me a burnt potato
Way to the washroom of sink
Back to her class of stove
With a clean nefarious smile

Anger and tears get ready to burst out like volcanoes
When I hear a beep sound of the telephone
From the other side to whom I am talking to
Just because of not being the one to agree with him
Wish me to get a chance to do so
But not being a person of holding grudges
Pouring out my anger through poetry of words
To free my mind from doing it so!

Don't rush to my seat of being a Boss
Climbed here facing consequences,
Poverty, failures and obstacles
Try to do something different
And be someone unique
Leaving behind of becoming someone who exists
Be your own Boss to meet your goal

Travelling a long way to a hill-top
From where I can get the vision of
The beauty of God's creations
Black and grey mountains
Standing like body guards
The sun peeping out
Behind the mountains
Clouds moving gracefully
Trying to touch the hills
Running waters of the rivers
Spreading its fragrance on small rocks
Ground of green grass where
Boys grazing cattle of cows
Yachtsman in his boat singing
Songs about the beautiful rivers
On his way back to home
Old woman sitting under a Banyan tree
Tiring from her day's work of selling buttermilk
Sun hiding slowly behind the hills
Allowing the moon to shine
Forest fires lit at night like stars on a hill-top
By the people of the country side
Was lost in the world of sleep
In my home of hill-top tent
Thanking God for this beautiful heaven!

Love birds were they
Tamed in different cages
She, in the cage of caste
He, in the cage of cachet
Never did the owners knew
Holding hands together
Can bring them both
The caste and cachet
Adding the pith of love
Lack of courage in facing it
Love birds surrender
Themselves to death

Something scary in his room
Haunting him from daily sleep
Those evil green eyes
Was only visible for his eyes
No one believed the story
Of a ten-year old laddie
Decides to find it himself
Nearing those eyes so green
The fat black devilish creature
Runs with a creaky meow-meow!

Being calm
Eminently
Apologetic
Unalloyed
Till the last
Y**ell ends

Mother, the sky with her combed grey hair of clouds
With two three clips of stars shining
Ready to wake her offspring the Sun
To do his daily duty of giving light to the world
Beautiful girls, the flowers waiting to see him shine
Birds, the maids out for cleaning the house of sky
Sun, wooing with some of them with a wink
It was a lovely morning by the way
To start my day with a glass of wine !

If I cut my extra nails and keep them clean
There's no need of any nail polish to cover it !

Every morning he goes to school
Green leaves waving him goodbye with a smile

Seeing them turning yellow
Waving him goodbye still with the same smile

Seeing them falling slowly
Waving him goodbye with a last smile

Seeing them dead on the ground with a smile
Teaching him to move on in his life

Inspiring him never to give up
His smile for the unavoidable

Walking with a smile waving
His daily goodbye to the new green leaves!

Each one carrying a mask
Hiding their real inner self
Believing in humans have become
Like falling into hell
With the beauty of heaven

Built a house of love with great tombs
Pillars of carved arts and paintings
Near the sea of sand particles
Me and my love
Entering into our palace
Suddenly that happened
Waves attacking our kingdom
Turning it again to sand
Oh! My Sandcastle !

The ***** wind peeping through my windows
Distracting me to notice him
Caressing me delicately
To take me out for a date of wings

The hot sun sending me arrows of rays
Distracting me to notice him
Warming me softly
To take me out for a date of fire

But the moon
Smiling like an innocent child
Distracting him to notice me
And take me for a date of candle light

Raindrops falling like pearls on her neck
Sun shines like the dazzling of her nose ring
Breeze is the air, she breathes out
Moon smiles like her glowing eyes
Blooming lotus of her smiling lips
Plantain stems of her hands and legs
Crawling snakelike is her move  
Icing sugar as sweet like her voice
Milk with saffron is her colour
Every beauty comes out of her
She is the beauty of God's creation
Admiring her from far away
Knowing that beauty cannot be his love

Life is a book of growth
Ending in a fading death
Completing the cycle
Where every chapter
Carries a common thing
And that is love

Stages filled with love
Of a million characters
Helping us to grow
Easing our struggle to
Overcome each stage
And meet a peaceful death

But this selfish,greedy
And materialistic world
Becoming the hurdle of peace
Teaching us not to expect
Either a peaceful life nor
A peaceful death !

In the amidst of a tea garden of confusions
Me, standing like a tea-cup
Under the sun with sweat of water
Mother plucking my talents of tea leaves
Choosing the assured ones from the basket of thoughts
Making a coarsely powdered of choices
Dropping two spoons of it in my mind of cup
Adding her blessings of milk and wishes of sugar
Bringing out of me a sweet tea of output
Earning the taste of many loving hearts

Feeling light-hearted
Pouring out my thoughts
In the form of poetry
On a place where millions
Of Kind hearts to share
Accepting me as a friend
Encouraging,Inspiring
And adoring my words
Giving me a credence
Of being someone
In this world of ignorance

It was a cloudy morning
Feeling sleepy like a snail
Retracting into my shell of blanket
Travelling to the world of sleep again
Queen termites coming flying through my window
Informing me the arrival of rain
Disappointed were they of seeing me hiding
Back to their group of comrades
Ready to welcome the rain !

Boat was ready to leave the shore
An Old man waving hands to get in fast
People come running to the boat,
The only transportation of the village
Sitting in a tea shop watching
The boat leaving with school students,working women,
Fish sellers, vegetable vendors,
Old age youths
It was raining to make it more worse
Back to home with an umbrella of palm leaves
Calling out the number of coconuts ready to pluck
A man on top of the coconut tree with his loops
Courtyard was full of blooming flowers
My favourite the jungle flame flowers
Frog hops after the raindrops
Some hot rice porridge and coconut dip
Was kept ready on the table
Drying my hair with a towel
Had my porridge watching the rain, flowers, flies
And my mother standing near me
With an innocent lovely smile !

Having a feast on a banana leaf
Resting on a wooden swing
Waiting for her to sit beside him
Comes she with a plate of
Betel leaves, Areca nut and slaked lime paste
Taking two betel leaves in her hand
Combining the other two
Four eyes meeting with love
Taking the betel from her hand
Chewing with a passionate smile
Showing ****** expressions
Conveying her to sit on the swing
Lying on his shoulder of love
Wish him being her husband
In every life of her rebirth !

With the sky permitting
Went for a ride in the moon
Followed by the dazzling stars
When I am back to earth
People said they noticed
Something different in the moon
Replied with a bonny smile
It's all just a saying !

In this changing world
Of commercial yearns
Ready to sell without hesitation
The most precious one
One's love for money

There are many craving
For a heart full of love
Ready to buy without parsimony
The most valuable one
One's shoulder of love

Never did he give me a love letter
Never did he tell me I love you
Conveyed just one thing
He can't breathe without me !

They say everything happens for a reason
You, Me and our Love
Why not we cherish the happening
Instead of searching for the reason
Making it happen without a reason

Women disguised as deities
With lines of oil paints on faces
Cosmic colourful designed plates
Enriched on the back of their heads
Body, in the colour of blood
Burning like a fire of anger
Swirling black eyes with rancour
Non stop dancing legs with the
Jingling of thick bronze anklets
Making a rhythmic terrific sound
Roaring of huge black elephants
Scaring me to run faster
Without knowing the destination
Ullulation, made by women
Rolling their tongues
Attacking me like a swarm of honeybees
Head started cracking into pieces
Sweating from head to toe
Shivering with fear of death
Opened my eyes from a dreadful dream
Taking a big sigh of escaping
From a dark journey !

It's not that we don't recognise
Not that we don't have love
Not that we don't want to devote time
Missing concern makes us vexed
Getting a feel of being ignored
Coming out as a grudge
Turning our faces to each other
Expressing our way of missing
To bring us close together
Twofold than before and
That means a true love dear !

An invisible divine soul
Connecting me with him
No where can I endeavor
The serenity being with him
Dancing in the rain like
An enchanting peahen
His arrival making me merry
In a world of me and my love
As Adam and Eve
No more creations in between
To sunder us from this heavenly body

Morning bride with ornaments
Of golden rays of sunlight
Foreseeing her groom
The jaunty striking wind to kiss
Giggling green pastures
Teasing the morning blush
Parasols of peacock feathers
Welcoming the groom
Showering of the night-flowering jasmines
Enchanting the breeze towards the bride
Presenting me a pleasant wedding
And making my day cheerful

Sitting on a rock staring at the sea
Adoring the beauty of her waves
The Crystals breaking of laughter
Bubbles of brushing her teeth
In her Arresting gorgeous blue dress
Daring to seize the queen of
Self-control and self-esteem
Sure of being swallowed by her
Still there's a woman in her blushing
Sleeping calmly on her man's shoulder, the Night !

Yellow pumpkin on a table
So blind with its crab's eyes
Smiling with white tooth of
Lady's finger seeds
A nose of gooseberry
Like Johnny had a little pie
Thick red lips of capsicum
Which makes him a wizard
Scary looks of pumpkin
Made the onions cry
Out his tongue of lily leaves
With his spells of magic
Trapping all the veggies
Into his pumpkin head of basket

Arousing early before the sun
With the call of a ****-a-doodle-do
From the lap of relishing morning sleep
Comes the milk man ringing
His bicycle bell
Like a frisbee comes flying
Newspaper by the paper boy
Rap of musical vessels performed
By the servant in the kitchen
Non-stop speech by my
Mother, the magistrate
My name being called thrice
For my presence in the court
Interrupting my mother's speech
Mischievous younger one
Eluding from brushing his teeth
Busy in his world of getting ready
My father to scoot like a silent cat
Enjoying the morning mess
My grandmother, laughing toothless
Resting in her easy chair !