Massive deeds in great time
Some facts appeat in prime
Nothing in our life is useless
Or low or priceless
All idle shows rest
Their attitude appears best
Unseen matters are often seen
Life's blocks look serene
Let us perform our work well
Make the living to dwell
Let us not live an incomplete life
Struggle and achieve over the strife

Often the blue ink filled pen slips and clings to nib the words
Scribs scripts even or unevenly moving outwards
Evaporates with loose ends and spreads in the form of sentences
It's inky cobwebs gaping like a spider hangs hither thither
Tilted to a particular degree leaving in midway flight
Expressions without puncturing silence maintain their  fight
In vain, in this vein writers go for fishing  for compliments

Ear counts footsteps
In the patter of raindrops
Crickets continuously tick
Fields stretch wide and stick
Sparrow gossips endlessly
Thunder streaks carelessly
Wind plays without regard
Conjures knocking in regards

New year starts with zeal
With nature's deal
Leaves kiss the grass
Grass kiss the moss
Dawn kiss the morn
Noon kiss the day
Things appear gay at the bay
All propose the dew
Dew sets in all the crew
Birds chirp around
Their noise just surround
Newness engulf the old days
Freshness starts on its way

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

Few years back, I took a journey to the hilly regions
Visiting a few old temples on the hills brought me closer to religion
In the woods, I came across witnessing many a species of trees
Also a good variety of colored birds that produced vivid sounds in glee
For miles I came across cluster of pines and pines
And during dawn, I noticed behind the trees the glamorous sunshine
Amazed by the pine cones, few fallen on the ground, I collected them and decorated on my shelf
Those cones still remind me of my last visit to the alluring hills, shared to myself
That I caress with care and concern and memorize
As now my limbs no more allow to loiter around and my steps have mimized

My tongue turns dumb
My fingers turn numb
My eyes regard none
My appetite feels done
My heart weeps
My loneliness creeps
My strength is lost
My dreams are past
My thoughts drift away
My imaginations sway
Thinking about you I become void

Three elements which  leads to death
With great mirth
United to each other
Joined together
Employed in action
Without separation
Well performed
External, internal, intermediate transformed
Even then death wavers
Just then delivers
A shock of its own kind
Not to rewind

The first man always wondered
Often left bewildered
About huge affairs of sun
To watch by none
And its relation with East and west
Proving itself to be the best
About moon's place in the sky
Where birds chirp and fly
All this wonderful nature makes us wonder
And in past allowed to ponder
With illimitable scope to wander

A whole tree is buried within the seed
And the seed sprouts with the end of tree fed
Between tree and seed
Their entire world is stored
Both contain each other
Just like sea and sunset doesn't seem to bother
Like sun rise behind mountains
Appearing and setting
Ripples of the water
And water ripples bower
Image Merging in the mirror
And reflection refreshing the mirror

The day starts with gold crystalline
Valley appears Bathed in sunshine
River opens its thick hair
Thistle and looks fair
Dale twilight hollow in zigzag line
Earth witnesses movements of submarine
Smoke of curl rise,  dizziness hangs
Aloofness pangs, Rayof hope just bangs

Who do not love god
Not feeling odd
Knows no pain
Always in gain
If one does not pray
His heart remains empty
God dwells within each
Like fragrance of flower
Like musk in the deer
If one understands God's love
Is the wisest person

These spring days are full of warmth
Shrill clamour of birds just charm
Air grows very tender and gentle fully in the  norm
Whispers of grass keep resounding
Joyous meditation of mind astounding
Wind keeps on wildly gesticulating
Fever and lust of sentiments circulating
Overstepping seduction of spring inviting

Sudden rain sired in the dawn
A dry rose got drenched in my lawn
Amidst the dry thorns
Rain blew the drenched dry flower down
In the eye's of thorns past and present
Cleave
Made them sorry but they couldn't leave
There the peacock awaited for the rain
But rose tree lost its gain

Lonely roads
Without any load
Makes me travel
At a vast level
On bizarre diversions
With exploring excursions
Tuning some saga of vision
Many hues observed
Many wings fluttered
Setting towards wishful voyage
Not realizing the factor of age
Even across the sea
I move free with glee
Somewhere I feel frail
An indelible mark on my trail

Sun breathes in the day
Withering petals bloom and are in dismay
Heat of sun scorches and bother
Exceeds warmth of mother rather
Mother's pain is blended with her creation
Sun's heat expects recreation
Fire is also born from candles
Erasing darkness light it kindles
All concerned flames shriek sparks
And we witness this with remark
Fire is born from sun or candle or mother
As our nature requires it rather

Distant views appear best
As they take my test
Waters shine silvery
Water birds move with quary
Sufficient current of water sweep shells
Silver light teases and swell
Leaves float and on it dwell
Fishes swim and appear to yell
Shore is best for me to relax
Free scenes need no tax
Flappy wings flutter like flax

Conservatives brilliance of light
Shimmering all around in plight
The beautiful hanging dome
Makes  my imagination roam
Red light suffused low with glee
Fragrance of Jasmine spreading free
Bed soaked in incense
Henna hedge near window kindling its essence
Silhoutting the secret of sorrow
Sleep tries to retire in the beds burrow
Craves for better tomorrow

Truth is divine
As it is refined
Accepting guilt is divine
As it is saline
Helping  the  needy is divine
As it is benign
Being humble is divine
As it is genuine
Simplicity is divine
As it aligns
Being natural is divine
As it defines
Being neutral is divine
As it entwines

Love grew out of season bloom
Erasing gloom
Pinkish delight
A spark in the twilight
Thoughts mellowed in mind
To keep things to rewind
Bursting through heart
With fragile chart
Desire raised from all sides
Emotions to keep aside
Love probably sprouts
On the mind and heart grouts

Walking fast
On the pavement
In the narrow lane
No way it makes me insane
Watching the book seller
Who is all ready like an arranger
Keeping the books in a row
Removing their dust to show
Settling on the crowded area
With a shouting plea
Arranging books on the rack
Selling with knack
The moving music shop
CDS where hop
I find pleasure
And a great treasure
Buy few things
And at home fling
Think about shopping
On the pavement feel in great bliss

Between the wide blue sky and my eyes stars just twinkle
Sitting on the sandy beach pebbles attract with their sprinkle
In the gallery of seagulls I bend my head with the question mark
Confronting problematic perceptions Lingering in my life dark
I Silently gaze over waves for getting solutions
But they rise and fall bringing revolutions
Sea water as if guesses my perfidies
Stares at me intoxicated with exuberance specified
My committed sins and follies
My World full of arrogance collapses and pasidiifies
I am banished from the realm of love
Failures of life stands all above

Walls of passion build up in our life are quite strange
Either the wall raises higher looking estranged
Or becomes shorter in structure sometimes enraged
Wall of passion acts blind and reverberates our emotions
Infatuated by the nakedness of sentiments and its notion
The wall with the circumstances 's wheel is in motion
Like insects crawling over the grass, wall of passion gets embarrassed by the crawling of love

String of similes are seemed dipped in the writings
And wring out to articulate their essence in lure by inviting
Writings live in with the authority of license
And spread everywhere their fragrance
With their world loaded with metaphors
Sentiments of authors are attentuated by spirit
Emotions are fiterated beyond limit
And their writing sprouts from the womb of silence

The room was dark
Little grim to mark
Walls somewhat damp
A lizard on the wall appeared like a vamp
Reluctant sun did not even peep
Noise neither ready to creep
The room appeared mourning
Air was felt bemoaning
Still the beggar there survived
Her grudging was aptly revived
She lived there alone
None helped her to atone
Rags and tattered clothes hung on the wire
She had just hunger to aspire

River pulsates
With all reflections which hesitates
The sunlight in the gorge
With falling Rays large
Mist appears in the noon
And from heat gives a boon
Wind appears with dusk
And all over flies husk
Cold clarity defines morning
Air flow luminous in charming
Transparent glass door closes
Earth's Scents spiral up with doses

No end to human experience of pain
Life aims always at gain
Misery of life on humanistic level
Grows terribly right from gravel
Mysterious elusive baffling moments
Existence surprises with elements
Walking through inner jungles of mind
Lonely pathways ends in familiar dreams
Till the eternal quietness screams

Sanity drowns in fleeting joys
Searching some beating coy
Words long for expression
But Sadistic thoughts need more explanation
Life faces changing seasons
But ailing monsoon fails
Chill winter trails
Scourge of agonies frail
Keeps shifting with disappointments

Wind is sniffing
Trees are whirling
Storm is in fury
Leaves are in hurry
Garden and meadows moan
Earth readily groans
Star Seem to hiss
Moonlight tries to kiss
Grasses are still
Silent are chill
Flame of breeze scorches
Delirium of thoughts torches

The spark in dark night
Under the moonlight
Time old way out
Feelings stout
The season bloom
Erasing gloom
Tiny tender pink of love  zoom
Thought mellowing in the mind
Bursting and Rewinding kind
Fragile body kindling
Emotions mingling
Like spectators raising cheers
Blowing desire away
Love swells with rays

We admire what we can not do
But others can do
And keep on trying to do
And perform what others can not do
With our efforts succeed to do
Life induces peace to set what we can reach to attempt
The higher things that we can teach to
Tempt
Hundred things await in our hands
Half of it needs with zest to heal