My old ancestral village brings back memories that got replenished from the edges of mind's vicinity
The charm and grandeur of the tall coconuts 's green sublimity
Visiting it after decades fetches dreams before the illusive vision 's intensity
The subtle sound of flowing stream and the jingling of bullock cart offers the spark of music
Even the stars as if twinkle in rhythmic motion creating magic
Moon beam  spread grand extravaganza of light
Fatigue ends and the energy gets revitalized and the brain sprouts in delight

In the midst of certain uncertainties
I lose my temper's integrities
Change of Weather arrives with its specialities
My roof reclines over me with all possibilities
Encroaching my senseless sensibilities
Doors and windows of my house measure my compatibilities
I with my head embedded in the pillow choke in disparities
Rain drops piercing the roof sprawl through roof dropping off, disturbing roof's capabilities
Leakage of roof introduce all the casualties
Ink with which I have jotted my poem spread on  white sheet of paper remind my responsibilities

Monochromes of thoughts jump
And travel with bump
And craving to rave
Settle with mind's uneven gravel to crave
Perturbed always take an effort
To eliminate monotones of life's comfort
But goes on contemplating
On stagnant ideas filled with strife rotating
Multiple sentiment reverberate
In the brain 's volume making senses exasperate
And often the practicality goes turtle
Activities turn clumsy and  brittle
Still emotions settle in the moods going mentle

The paddy field with a good yield and its white rice sheaves
A crow on the tree satisfied with its nest's weaves
A sparrow perching on the top of pitcher
Chirping aloud seeing a snake gulping its eggs like butcher
A bundle of husked rice kept under the tree
And a big cat following after the mice moving free
The pair of bull sitting to relax, chewing the dry grass
Black berries falling from the tree being picked up by the masses
Farmer's chapped  skin of the feet visible when they rigorously tap
He munchies his dry bread and awaits for a nap

Using spectacles of a very thick glasses
Entertaining the passers-by and the masses
Squatted, chewing tobacco and splitting on the roadside
A small red carpet spread wide
Peneterating the myopic eyes in to the horoscopes
Offering customers good hopes with scope
Studying about the zooming planets
Defining about the stars without regrets
Mundane assurances in his given verdicts
Which seldom proves right of his predicts
Public get attracted by future images tangling
With all prospects shining and jingling
Shaky past transforming and banging
Cold cobalt craziness of it bending
Silhouetted small promises of astronomer as if trending

Sense is like the sun of civilization
Ploughed in the mind's soil for utilization
Radiant in the absorption of neutralization
Millimeter of dust settled in the brain needs elimination
Sense plays virtuous role i clearing up the accumulation
Refreshing mind gets annulled in anticipation
Sense cups rim of the mental flow into the ripples of precipitation
Sense sows the seeds of wisdom to the brain for its activation

The train of my life is moving very fast
Years are rolling on the track leaving the memories in past
Though I want to live in the present forever to last
Now just confined to bed l am lost in my old attitude
When nature interacted with me erasing my solitude
Though each moment they changed their attitude
Trees offered me shade and I was filled with their magnitude
Barefooted I strolled in my green lawn
Where  dew drops would spread at the dawn
Now my mind is struck in the old webcast
Past and present linger with the whole cast
Spider of diseases spin and entangle my body which rots