Archive for September, 2011

My own thoughts

September 30, 2011

You were lost in your own thoughts

 

You were in dilemma what is to be left and what is to be brought

 

I was just before you and inviting

 

Your eyes were wide open and denying

 

 

 

You were just lost in dreams

 

I knew it was me and not Him

 

You wanted company and association

 

Lovely stay with healthy relation

 

 

 

I just responded a call

 

It was risky high wall

 

I had to scale and pass the message

 

It was opening on new page

 

 

 

It seemed you made me prisoner

 

It was bound to happen later or sooner

 

It was happening unusual

 

How any one can take it as casual?

 

 

 

I was just around but you didn’t notice

 

It was my wish and sincere promise

 

I wanted to be very close and come

 

You were there with waiting eyes to welcome

 

 

 

Love binds in very good relation

 

It lasts without any question

 

There is always openness and sacrifice

 

At least not to go away and break the promise

 

 

Innocent smile

September 28, 2011

 

 

 

 

So nice and innocent smile

 

Spread wings just now for a while

 

Beautiful appearance like rose petals

 

Color so beautiful and fragrance on arrival

 

 

 

What a girl child has to speak?

 

All lovely tales smilingly with shining cheeks

 

Those lovely deep signs make magic spell

 

Everything is not going end so well

 

 

 

Just stepping in youth will invite problems

 

Starting of bad sign with all troubles

 

Anybody may try to take advantage

 

Luring from all directions to put in cage

 

 

 

Culprits may spread the dragnet

 

They will not allow her to know or let

 

It will be all swift and not to anybody’s knowledge

 

Black spots spread on all the golden pages

 

 

 

I wish her to spread wings

 

Dance in open and beautifully sing

 

Spread the message of love and invite

 

All scenes of glory and slowly light

 

 

 

Let her live in sweet memory

 

Enjoy innocent stage with no sorry

 

Let that lovely flower boom

 

Let there be no worry or room

 

 

 

If crushed before time may spell doom

 

Whole life may be overcastted with gloom

 

Happiness may never surface again

 

Flower may die it builds any chain

 

 

 

Let garden have thousand of flowers

 

All with its fragrance and shining colors

 

To enjoy the beauty from distance

 

Not to pluck or harm even at once

 

 

Lovely and beautiful

September 28, 2011

 

 

 

 

Life is to be lovely and beautiful

 

If you want to be successful

 

No double standard or no treachery

 

Then there won’t come any misery

 

 

 

Let us go to nature

 

Where we find our future

 

Birds and breeze all same

 

I don’t know where from they all came

 

 

 

But there is melody

 

We find solution and remedy

 

They have no worry

 

At east no burden to carry

 

 

 

Every one does work calmly

 

It goes on very happily

 

There remains to be complete harmony

 

We can’t have joy even after spending money

 

 

 

I find them quarrel too

 

But again same when they are through

 

No more to snatch for further store

 

Wait for next day to explore

 

 

 

Everybody is happy around

 

They have only joy to see around

 

No more tension to carry forward

 

Only some grains to look toward

 

 

 

I find it reasonable

 

Even birds are capable

 

We got to be contended

 

Even though the need to be attended

 

 

Natural principles

September 28, 2011

 

 

 

 

It is natural principle

 

And must pass on without trouble

 

You have right to fight

 

But In context of light

 

 

 

You must earn bread

 

Without it you are dead

 

You earn for the service rendered

 

Nothing more is cornered

 

 

 

Whatever be the importance of money?

 

But it has relevance for many’

 

Complete life is dependent

 

Without it you will be just repentant

 

 

 

It is good to go on strike

 

Impact should be more and not slight

 

But with full sacrifice and consequences

 

Not merely for causing hardships in any sense

 

 

 

No reward for no work or idle capacity

 

That speaks of bad quality

 

The economy can be ruined

 

Nothing out of it can be gained

 

 

 

So much damage is done intentionally

 

It is not at all wanted really

 

That cripples whole of industry

 

Adds to plight and misery

 

 

 

No work no pay holds good

 

Pay is for paying the food

 

Whole of family may be starved

 

If situation is not cleverly saved

 

 

 

Demand must be in tune

 

That may not bring any fortune

 

It will worsen the situation if gone out of hand

 

Repeat colure or disruption of work should not be the trend

 

 

Nobody on boat

September 27, 2011

It was not me at all

 

How could have that much fall?

 

I was so resolute and brilliant

 

This looked something subservient

 

 

 

How can I look like cruel man?

 

I did all fine things for man and woman

 

How many institutions were run on charity?

 

They had fine display of standard and quality

 

 

 

I thought something had really gone wrong

 

The theme was entirely different from original song

 

The mirror had no real reflection of its own

 

But I was renowned man and well known

 

 

 

Till this time I was falsely made to believe

 

It was under falsehood that I presented and lived

 

It struck my mind that mirror is reminding me of something

 

It has altogether different picture for real thing

 

 

 

Even though I had escaped people’s attention

 

My conscious was there for its mention

 

It spoke gently when I was facing mirror

 

There absolutely no misjudgment or an error

 

 

 

The mirror was reminding me of impeding danger

 

I was about to face ire, rage and anger

 

People were trying to know about my intention

 

I was fool not to catch nerves and attention

 

 

 

Was this a stern warning to mend the ways?

 

Was it some signal to remind me of going away?

 

I thought of it and decided to shed the double life

 

How difficult it was to live on the edge of the knife?

 

 

 

It works on no particular principles

 

You may find many followers or disciples

 

But the moment their goal was over

 

You will be left alone to find the shield or cover

 

 

 

I laughed at the mirror impression

 

Though I was same but left me with depression

 

What would happen if I am dragged and made scapegoat?

 

I will have no shore, no friends or no body in the boat

 

 

Old age is beauty

September 27, 2011

 

 

 

 

Old age is not new phenomenal

 

Every individual may have to depart after arrival

 

What even if old man is not cared?

 

At least old man has taken care of children and dared

 

 

 

There is no need to weep

 

Remain fit always and composure to keep

 

If sea wind is differently blowing

 

Who cares for and eager of knowing

 

 

 

It is unfortunate to target old man

 

He has lived his life as responsible noble

 

What did he not do for whole of family?

 

Now even children live in comfort and happily

 

 

 

Many old age homes are coming

 

Great plight for all ages looming

 

What can we do for their honorable end?

 

Feel in life as very close and intimate friend

 

 

 

Someone told me about nice end show

 

Foreign currency deposited for when I go

 

Bid final bye and say thank you mother earth

 

My only request not to spoil natural death

 

 

 

Do nothing so as to denigrate human being

 

No parents may ask for lovely child and sing

 

If bird was to be left alone on road

 

What on earth can be considered as load?

 

 

 

With weak wings you are downed

 

With all abuses and finally stoned

 

Shunted from door to door

 

You had never been such a poor

 

 

 

Think of that kind of poverty

 

That may wait for them from almighty

 

Feel not any kind of remorse or pity

 

Old age is not at all curse but fine departing beauty

 

 

One aspect

September 27, 2011

 

Don’t forget one aspect

 

Life is precious and needs respect

 

If you are carried away by negative thoughts

 

Life mission will be defeated without being fought

 

 

Life is to feel all about

 

It may have rain and draught

 

Bright sun shine and dark clouds

 

Your voice should be heard clear and loud

 

 

 

There may be pain and sorrow

 

It may not remain tomorrow

 

See the wind’s direction and lie low

 

Find the trend and secretly follow

 

 

 

Life may prove difficult

 

Once you bend, it will be just insult

 

Raise your head in resistance

 

It may give the way at once

 

 

 

Days and nights are our real masters

 

They move in time and faster

 

You find them uncontrollable

 

But you too can prove capable

 

 

 

Keep changing position but be firm

 

Prepare plan in advance and confirm

 

See that it takes no ugly turn

 

Wait for the opportunity to return

 

 

 

Nothing must be left undecided for next day

 

That day may never come and keep you at the bay

 

Time and tide they say must be seized

 

Its use must be full and properly utilized

 

 

 

What can be counted as next?

 

Only good today and then best

 

Whole count should be improved upon and trusted

 

No respite or let up till it is lasted

 

 

 

Every moment is so important

 

The success can’t be that instant

 

It may come but as unexpected

 

With exact time and cleverly acted

 

 

Final race

September 26, 2011

When you gain adulthood there comes real stage

You get to know many things coming of an age

You may love to make frequent contacts

Mingle with friends and try desperately to ignore facts

 

You come to know of grater responsibility

When hold a hand of female and demonstrate ability

That speaks of firm commitment and promises

Thousands of assurances with not single misses

 

At initial contacts you compromise some of the stands

That can be forgiven as happening between good friends

But when reassure of future tie up and whole of burden

You readily agree for everything and no idea strikes all of sudden

 

It is almost mirage and based on illusory things

It may turn soar, happy or any kind of things

You may argue in favor of going ahead

Provide clear way and distinct lead

 

Life is meant to struggle and endure

You may sometimes not find peace in entire tenure

Life may turn cruel and unending difficulties

But that does not relieve you from any of the responsibilities

 

You learn to live and stubbornly offer

You have all the preparation for final coffer

You are such an ideal for any eventuality

This fine blend quality makes you to prove ability

 

Only cowards may end the life in haste

The may not come at all or come very late

Yet it makes no difference for on going struggle

You may go on tackling and facing all troubles

 

Life may seem to beHighMountain

You may struggle hard to contain

Even though you may remain money less

You will definitely win the final race

Dear Prime Minister

September 26, 2011

Dear Prime Minister

 

 

 

You are head of ministers as prime minister

 

But at home only an individual as mister

 

So much loved by brothers, uncles and sisters

 

On this very special occasion, I sincerely offer

 

 

 

Happy birthday to you and thousand cheers

 

Wishing you many more happy coming years

 

As living inIndiahas become costly and very dear

 

We have apprehensions on all fronts and deadly fear

 

 

 

We were poor earlier and nobody applied magic stick

 

We were lifting mud, sands, goods and bricks

 

We never had problem of food, cloths and shelter

 

But all of sudden it has made impact and scenario is altered

 

 

 

Not all people want to remain in shameful condition

 

“Poor and down trodden” pinches as an missile question

 

We are removed as poor with one stroke

 

No one had dreamed it to go in thick smoke

 

 

 

Our land is forcibly taken and turned into moles

 

Wide roads, heavy industries and light polls

 

Happy scenes all over with heavy cut backs and gain

 

We have nothing else but to bear the pain

 

 

 

You need no worry about our fate

 

You have seen it from roots very late

 

We are bound to suffer as you have no stick

 

We may die on the road and some one may come and pick

 

 

 

You are honest and sincere and sometimes calm figure

 

It may be hurting your conscience some times later

 

But alas! Power hunger is worst than our stomach hunger’

 

It may not allow you to smile in any stage of anger

 

 

 

You said once “you are compelled power politics”

 

You can’t take stern action or use the stick

 

In politics friends friend is considered an enemy

 

If you don’t practice it then whole of scene becomes stormy

 

 

 

You follow the principle of free economy

 

Have dialogue with neighbors and pacify the enemy

 

Beware! You will be dumped as good man

 

Will blame of inaction and turn you as villain

 

 

 

We are poor and agriculture state

 

Don’t try to be unreasonable and seal the fate

 

Economy or no economy, people should survive

 

Peace at home and front but honesty see and strive

 

 

On wrong track

September 26, 2011

I sincerely think I was on wrong track

 

He was all for lust and kept everything at stake

 

I was barely half awake

 

But continued only for love sake

 

 

 

It was snake charmer’s tune

 

As snakes used to feel immune

 

You too were not spared of such effect

 

He had notoriety in his act

 

 

 

I had lost all my peace of mind

 

At no stage I was allowed to find

 

You wanted me to be ruined

 

Still all my hopes were pinned

 

 

 

You did nothing to assuage my feeling

 

All your steps were fearing me and killing

 

I couldn’t come that close

 

You had tried level best to crush the rose

 

 

 

You had no regard for my wishes

 

On the contrary you tried to put an end and finish

 

It left me speechless and full of distrust

 

How can I in life now put a trust?

 

 

 

You were embodiment of all evils

 

I had love and trust in you still

 

I was prepared to follow at every step

 

But you kicked me at offered a slap

 

 

 

I could curse no fate either

 

It was enough reason for me to wither

 

I was pushed to the final abode

 

Even though I had willingly rode

 

 

 

I find no blame on your part

 

It was neither a deception nor an art

 

You stood your ground well

 

There is nothing more to add or tell

 

 

 

I shall still cling to my views

 

To me love is sacred even if enjoyed by few

 

What all happens in love is anybody’s guess

 

You can’t have full proof or any trace