Why I love the whisper of dew drops

Why I love the whisper of dew drops

And mischievous chilly winds

Why I listen night birds’ painful songs

By letting the coffee cup abandoned in my kitchen

Why my heart beats so fast

When train crosses like a monster behind my backyard

Why I forget to close my bedroom windows

During the killing winter nights 

I ask and ask more and more questions

After your sudden departure from the lane of my heart

I inquire more and more

Why rose can’t bear caresses of capricious dew drops.

I know the moonlit night, singing trees

Haunt me, kill me every time

When I see your face on the moon and

Hear the voice in murmurs of leaves.     

Poem of Red

I didn’t forget your sacrifice

My dear Lenin sahib

We the comrades salute you and your Bolshevik Party

With a bunch of red red rose….

We see the world is moving very fast

To achieve industrialization and urbanization

By crushing the heads of poor labour

And deprived farmer class

We are living in the world

Where poor, labour class people never get a space to live a life

The industrialist-led Government couldn’t hear them

Within the hazardous sounds of factory

They even fail to see the tears

Through the smog of industrial chimneys

The capitalist’s Government

Acquires land of poor

By showing police lathi and gun

When the starved innocent citizens protest

The police and officers’ boots crush them

They get arrested and jailed

Nobody goes for their bail

The jail officials torture them

By putting chilly in their vagina

While male agitators drink their own urine

And stay undressed

In the bone-chilling winter night

It’s the handiwork of a democracy

That is famous for its uniqueness

Dear Lenin Saheb

You again take birth here

In the sacred land of farmers

Whose every part of the nature tells

The tale of liberty, equality and brotherhood

Beginning of a voyage

I left the usual belongings

Before the morning sun comes….

As I always recollect the sleepless memories

With the hard supports of dreaded night

I’m countered by the longing neighbours

Where you go leaving the spurious thoughts?

I answered them….

And quizzed

What their problems with me

They remain mute!!!!

I explained my last night experiences

With a dark river-

That always asks me to calm down!

She comes as a new bride and touches my feet

By stepping the heart of the sand pebbles

I notice her silently and gaze her bridal face

Unveiling her new veil of dark night…

She feels shy and down her head to the earth

I really enjoy her shyness in the thin lines of moonlight

The wailing moon curses me for the romance

As her girlfriend departed him before the morning comes!

I talked with my darling, but she was feeling shy to embrace me

As the dawn was approaching, I was preparing for the voyage

She told me finally, don’t come again here

You are irresistible;

I would break the promise of the sand bank

And run after you for a super tight hug.

I kissed her

And left the river bank to begin the voyage

She was crying behind me,

The crickets and night birds

Jackals and night watchers 

Were giving an effect of the mourning space

Murmuring Sorrows

Mingling words coined with rude
mourning spices
of a disheartened dude,
how can he say
clouds are going to rain
disparities are blending
within core of his heart.
shower of tear drops
will flow, through the oceans of eye.

(dreams are) faded dreams
of my thinking sphere
collided with the reality as monster
injured every moment
in my subconscious mind.

Embarrassing sorrows
embarking sadness
haunted me always
I don't know, when it will end..............

after my death !!!

ha..ha...! I've already died before
more than once.

Leave the world behind

Leave the worldly pleasure behind

As we have to cope up with the unseen future

Leave the rest of the tension

As it will scour your mind

I came in a voyage of happiness

To the last part of the world……

I left my uncompleted belongings

A day before the new morning

Come my dear

Never leave hope for the better future

As dark will recede 

With the new ray of younger sun

I left the flamboyant path of life

As I wondering to discover a new hymn of peace

Just leave your world of hatred and prejudice

And come to the sacred land of freedom

I didn’t leave hope from the sick world

I want a healing touch of the benign souls

To make the earth more pious and beautiful

I’m waiting for that….

New morning is not far away anymore dear…

Practice the morning song of beginning

And get ready to play the flute of victory

As we crossing the dead river of dark hues

Autumn thoughts

Autumn is approaching
at my door!
but I can't come out
from my
filthy sorrows
for an intimate hug
with my dear dew drops!

my all windows are opened
but I'm closed
with some
certain boundaries
of commitment-

the soothing air touches me
kiss me
but I've no reaction
someone has taken my life
out of my body
with planting a bloody kiss
on me.

written on Friday, October 15, 2010 

O,pretty pretty girl, I love you

In the crowd

I feel alone

sometimes I feel

you're coming with me

in a lonely road.

Everywhere I see

you and you

painted in a unseen colour

of your mesmerising beauty

which no one can see

without me.

I don't know why ?

I meet you

in every step of my life

I do feel you

in every moment of my life.

I know you're far away from me

a long way to my dream

you're a void

in the midst of my arms

extending for you to embrace.

Gracious Solitude

O darling!

The meadows are dancing

With singing grass

Your love as tune of guitar

resounds beneath my heart.

I designed a space

With the albums of memories

Where the landscape never fades,

Grass always sings

With addicted bees

Where flowers never withers.

By gone is the loneliness

That never hurt me, Punch me

As you play the tune of love

with soothing rhymes.

I console myself

As you are a myriad

In my deserted life

Still I am searching

The water fountain

Though I know, it’s impossible one.

Sunday, October 31, 2010