Mosquito's Love

I am a mosquito in love
gold and silver I not need
need a place in thy heart

I dont crave for your delicious dishes
I eat and live on what you leave for me
when I felt I am your better half

I spend my life in your rooms corner
not I want the riches you own
I just want to live and die in thy presence

I rest in your shoes
to walk in your foot steps
fo the rest of my life

I sing a song near your ear
out of my heart for my dear
like a lullaby to clear all your fear

shutting your doors and windows
putting curtains on my face
not make me miss your divine face

When I long for you, when alone
I smoothly land on your soul
to fill myself with thy love

When you try to caress me
with thy hands to kiss me
I shall die falling at your feet

What more shall I need for my life
than to die at your feet in your hands
for you are my love, for ever and ever

Dream fulfilled or shattered?

Years and years went by, when I spent my life
like a wanderer to know the unknown
to find what in life can give me peace
the day has arrived and I knew the answer
it was like a dream , dream coming true
when I met the girl with the luminous eyes
one who smiled from the depths of heart
with an enchanting expression on her face
face sidewards, lips tightened and eyes closed
never can I forget these in my life
when her eyes assured me, we are one

We were in a relation, the world dreamt of
so pure even in days when skin to skin is not a sin
angels envied or fate cursed, tender love is broken
her luminous eyes drowned in tears
in the eyes, behind the smile, hidden is unknown
with an expression I could never fathom
which mystery haunted me in the sleepless nights
while I waited in the forlorn hope for her return
who made me win my love, even when I lost her

He who wins her heart shall win the world
for she is more womanly than a woman and the nature's queen

Graveyard of religion

I was on my way home
passing through the vast lands
lands of sugarcane fields risen above man
rice crops coloring the nature green
when I saw a barren land tagged 'Muslim Graveyard'
instantly I felt how a graveyard can be religious
I might have come accross these many times
like Hindu ghats and Muslim graveyards
but sesitiveness was shut to these for years

Religion has rooted so deep
even religion haunts the grave
I wondered what religion does the soul have
will the mourning of muslim a music or
will the hindu hymn make them happy
if there is at all a reincarnation
what would be their religion then
what birth has given , even death could not evade

In the name of god, countless evils happen
where are the saviours when sinners rule
I am on the way to save , says one
I will wake up after 3000 years , says another
why have they waited or slept so long

God has created the man , they say
but man has created the god and
through god, the caste and the religion to
divide and rule and to suppress the man
and those who doesnot know that man is god and god is man

Let our religion be humanism
where kith and kin can live in peace and prosper
peace in our homeland not in the graveyard
Let the graveyard be not religious but of religionism

Farewell to seniors

Leaving parents , leaving friends
to chase the higher goals of life
to turn our dreams into a reality
we have come here as sons of Sun
to be a part of a nest, a new one
'a nest not of bricks and buildings
but knit with care and compassion
framed by a formwork known as family
where learning is latest and
values are at their best'
we heard this from our teachers
we believed when we saw our seniors
who we know are the best, to say the least
who can make the world rest on them, to show what is next

MOM

I feel I can win the world
unswerved from my path of passion
whatever pain it may bring on me
as I know I can be free of pain
when I cry holding my mother tight
for she loves me so much
I forget all the wounds I get
with her hearty hug and care
but, when I hug and see her smile
smiling with pearls in her eyes
showing the happiness of my presence
I cannot shed a drop of tear anymore
for the fear her joy will end
and I shall return back to the world
to my path again, with half strength gained
with her blessings but missing her again
for my strength and weakness lie in her

Beggar who made me human

Once, I was resting on the river bed
Two beggars came to me, looking sad
One was eight and one was eighty
I took out to give the rupee, one I had
I have to give to one , I decided
as an idea to share never occured

When I knew not whom to give, I thought
If I give to the child
He may seek arms again, to gain
which would motivate more to join
making them not to stand on their own
but, it may satisfy his basic need
this deed of mine may sow a seed
infuture, he may save more in need

If I give to the old
He is at the dawn of his life
for the fragile bones, not feed him
sons and daughters might have left
for he has lost all the man's gift
I know, I shall reach that phase someday
but thought, I should prepare for it today

I came out of the dilemma, when they called again
and I made in favour of child, with some pain
'This is injustice' the old cried in vain
I said 'My rupee lives for eighty with child
and with you only eight, as you are old'
They left as the old cursed and the child smiled

'Injustice' has struck straight in heart
but still he was surely right, as
I could not save him from his plight
My tears rolled as these thoughts flooded
'Hunger knows no laws of life and living
all are same and as none is free
let human be more common than hunger
so, never under the Sun there shall be death again'
I gave the child , just one rupee, but
I gave the old, myself, by turning human
'Hope I made justice' to the beggar
who may never know he has made one man, human

When I am with me

I wanted to be alone, sometime
I ran and ran and found a hideout
I am away from the world, I thought
to get near to myself, in and out
when someone sprouted from nowhere
like a corpse from the grave
'They too wanted a company thesedays
don't they want to rest in peace'
I thought, when it asked me
'What are you doing here all alone'
it asked as if it was a crime
to it, seclusion is to be sick
loneliness is to think and
thoughts are suicidal, not at all pink
Infact, I was listening to my inner voice
talking to thyself with poise
while watching the nature's gaiety
and sensing its infinite beauty
In these, I have the taste of diety

Wretch & Rich

Sorrow can never sin
their pain can never pause
blessed are those wretched
for they have nothing to lose
except to gain the pain
when they are ditched by the rich

Who cares for their righteous rights
who dares to go near a Moonless night
for darkness, fears even the bright
leaving them to their own fate
when the might becomes the right
and this is a common human trait

When you can no longer bear the plight
when destiny seems fading out of sight
rise and run, unitl you see the Sun
leave not the light, rest not the soul
let yourself burn, till they turn
so, never shall this happen again to none

Mother's Gift

They suffer and suffer and suffer
in the depths of their heart
never uttering a word on their part
as if nothing happened in their past
smiling even to those, who are unjust
as they have a faith in trust, a must
where did they learn this art, at best
may be it is their mothers'gift, that everlasts

Nature's child

I am a nature's child, they called
for I was born, under a tree
near a drain, in the garbage
I grew, In the heat, In the cold
under the close watch of Sun and Moon

Winters wear me out
When I have no hide out
When summers scorch me on
Nothing was left to let me down

Dancing were those other children
When they are in rain
I too was romancing, they thought
When I was shivering in pain

I learnt to make my living, when
Hunger ate me up and thirst tasted my blood
No caste, religion or nation, I belong
When the world is one and I am to none
for I am just a nature's child

Lines & Circles: The Geometry of life

'Friends and Friendship' meant me a life
my joy lay in loving friends, but
I was told that there are ...
some lines not to be crossed
circles which should not be intruded into
whose geometry I could never comprehend
for I believed in a circle
whose horizons can never be crossed
where everyone lived in harmony
with everything to share and nothing to hide

I never thought of any lines to exist
They never thought of any lines to vanish
These lines have led to a chasm, I could not digest
They placed rules of conscience above conscience
and laws of happiness above happiness
They never knew the pain when these
lines and circles cut through my heart
will says I'm right and the world says I'm not
right or wrong, the line has been drawn
and the damage done, as passion passes away
Alas! lines can ruin the lives.......

I never knew

I am on a journey
Which started in an unknown past
Taking me into an unknown future
A future, with no promises to fulfill

When I was a child, I knew nothing
An age when I knew not, if anything exists
And it has just gone unnoticed
I knew neither happiness nor sorrow
For I was oblivious to both
They were there and I was there
With no attachment with either

When I was growing in days
There came my matters of concern
In which process, my thoughts began
I began to love them, a change I call
Change forward or backward, I never knew
For it gave me both happiness and sorrow
I knew not, if it existed before
When it existed, I knew not what it is

I know I will meet my end someday
Will says ‘make it meaningful’ by that day
What makes a meaning, I never understood
I have no aims and no places to reach
I know not what they mean
And why they get weighed up
I lay in confusion as thought has killed the child in me

What shall I make from my life?
Hell or heaven, never matters
For a life which was born to die
For whom I am writing this, I never knew
A journey with no meaning, if it is to have one
Will the end give me a new beginning, I don’t know

I am like this

If you love me and want a change in me
You may not love the changed me
If you like to see me, like you
Why two, I say when two are like one
Love me for what I am and what I am not
If you are, what you are!

Guess me

When you look at me so lovingly
never taking your eyes off me
my heart beats for you and
I strike out of my heart
till my breathe can hold
to let you know that this is the moment you were looking for..
to express your feelings on me
but at this moment you leave me into loneliness
but still I live with my sweet memories
only to take you into your futures best
'Happy New Year'

Life of a mediocre

I felt I was against casteism
but excused myself for once
I felt I was the symbol of truth
but excused myself few times
I felt I loved all equally
but excused myself many times
I felt I was the saviour of the sons of future
but excused myself for never making a step ahead
ahh...this is the life of a mediocre
who felt of making an impression on time
and excused himself for this time

Mistaken Identity

They see me thru casteism
They see me thru religionalism
They see me thru regionalism
They see me thru linguism
They see me thru nationalism
but they fail to see me thru humanism
hmmm...and that is What I am