Roaring sound of tractors woke me from my afternoon nap
Came to my balcony with a cup of hot coffee
A plate of snacks kept on the table
One-legged crow comes to me to get her regular share
Vast green fields giving a pleasant vision to my eyes
Cunning crane standing to catch its prey
Kids riding their vehicles of tyres with a key of stick
White necked eagle following his friend
With a loud screeching noise
Cute little squirrels climbing our mango tree
To get a clear view of my actions
Can hear the horn of a bus from the stand
Mother watering her favourite kids of plants
A flower girl comes with a basket of jasmines
Taking two garlands from her paying with a smile
Back to her duties of gardening
Finishing my coffee with snacks
Sat a meantime watching the salubrious visions

Charismatic Beauty in a portrait
Buoyancy with her arresting eyes
Looking at her with euphoria
Taken aback seeing her smile
With a titillating wink

Cleaning vessels conversing with the black lady
Standing outside her kitchen window
Sharing her loneliness to the lady visiting her consistently
At times of breakfast else at times of lunch
Continuing her non stop flow of grievances
When the lady consoles her with two words , "crow,crow!"

Never can I stop my pen
From writing about rain
One drop, two drops, three drops
Goes on my words like
A flow of heavy rainfall
Drenching the paper with
Ink of black and blue
Mesmerising the hearts
With my words like a breezy rain
Rain, rain come again
Make me happy once again

Tears does not mean eyes are crying
It's aloof being part of a heart's lamentation
Tears does not mean eyes are crying
It's aloof being part of a heart's jubilation
Tears does not mean eyes are crying
It's aloof being part of heart's good and bad
Hence be tears in someone's life
Not just being a part of his joy but a part of his sorrow

It was a sunny day

Dropping of sweat on my words

Spreading on the white paper

Making it blue

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

Begging for someone's love
Is like cheating the love within you
Be the first to love yourself
It makes you strong to love other
Once filled, be careful not to spill
Not a single hole to make it nil

Mirror of my heart broke into pieces
Ever knowing my body carry the wounds
That can by no means healed
By a new mirror
Because broken pieces when joined
Cover the scars made by the wound
Howbeit a new mirror reflects of the broken marks
Reminding us a broken piece!

Heart says to move forward
Wish your memories stop me
Take me back in your hands
Let the memories happen again

Keeping the door of my eyes open
On the way of your arrival
Days and years have passed
Black turned to grey
But awaiting heart is still young
With memories of your innocence
Dominated by an uncontrollable yearning
For a son's enduring affection
Come back to me my son
Before the burial of my eyes

Without you,
I am blind with sight
Music with broken strings
The World seems like prison
Eyes hurting me from sleeping
Mouth aches of fake smile
Mirror reflecting me as ugly
Without you,
My love, I am lost!

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

A poem created when
The paper ***** of Clouds
Fell on the ink of blue Sky
Where Moon being the title
And Stars being the lines
God, the poet smiling from aloft
Enchanted Himself of his creation!

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

Never can you measure my grief
Your grief is no extreme than mine
It has its own pain and effect
Sadness being a part of life
Leads us to self-realisation!

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!