Often have we seen a bird
flying far, again and again
collecting straws to weave a nest-
A shelter to lay eggs
...
In the dimly lit corridors of the hospital
lurked a malefic figure-
restless fidgety in the grip of passion.
Unmindful of the eerie environ
...
Yonder in the West,
Just before it sets,
Sun lingers, as if to cast one last look
Over what it illumined through the day.
...
There besides the trunk of a leafless tree
Lies a human figure in beastly nudity.
It's breathing yet; it's not dead
But no one bothers, for them it is dead
...
Peaceful repose of tranquility,
mirroring blissful divinity.
Heartwarming look of an innocent face
endearing charming bewitching grace;
...
Holy river and holier places
Centers of pilgrimages
Of devout devotees through the ages
...
Life after life soul transmigrates
Carrying the burden of its karmic traits
The way we live our next life shapes.
...
Behind the temple near railway track
A cluster of shanties with dwellers overpacked:
Ill clad, in tatters they shiver in winter
Famished faces, victims of hunger
...
In my sleep I heard you sing
Of your silent earnest longing
Reverberating through my dream
Summoning me to your embrace.
...
Cover her eyes, her stony looks,
She is dead;
And ring the bell for she is dead
Where one age ends the other begins
...
It's mid of night
Dark and still all around
Something hurts within
I know not why does it hound;
...
I hold my pen to uncover the truth
O my countrymen, beware:
By unjustly claiming and self assuming
Inheritance to the halo of martyrdom
...
Emerging from undetermined vortex
Sea waves rush towards its shore:
Relentlessly chasing one another
Never catching up, perishing at coast.
...
Fret not at darkness it will pass,
Darkness is but a shadow of obstructed light,
Beyond darkness surely there is light,
It's proof enough that there is light.
...
Hush hush voices
murmuring noises
A hall full of audience
filled with air of expectation
...
Seriously jocular is my fancy's flight
O wiseman tell me if it be right.
Proton and neutron in an atom bind,
...
When earth shakes in the womb of the ocean'
Swelling water surges in furious tides,
Boats and ships are torn asunder,
Coast and cities are ravaged and destroyed,
...
Grieve not, O heart, for life is not lost
Life- just like a day,
That dawns at the horizon in the East
And sets at the horizon in the West
...
Birds Nest
Often have we seen a bird
flying far, again and again
collecting straws to weave a nest-
A shelter to lay eggs
a home- for its young ones to be.
As eggs are hatched
out come the young
chirping or crying, to be fed,
the bird flies again, and again
collecting grains
to feed the young
who cannot fly
It chews the grain but does not swallow
beak to beak it feeds young fellow
caressingly and lovingly
so all are fed properly.
Young get wings, by and by:
and coaxed by the mother bird;
attempt to fly.
Then suddenly one day
the young one flies far away
It knows not where: and
The nest gets barren once again.
Lonely...
The bird DOES NOT GRIEVE
OR DOES IT
We humans, we do not know.
I admire this fellow poet for his versatile writing abilities His poems centers around his love for humanity and his desire to live in a world free from hate, violence and civil unrest. The words written touches and stirs the emotions. May his poems blossom in the world of poetry.
that joyous night, also a joyous night for me to discover your poems, thank you