Drops Poem by Aftab Alam

1
A seed,
A sprout,
A plant,
A tree,
And fruits,

Without mud’s and care!

2

Self,
Character,
A human,
Intact

A nation,
In fact,

3
Breathing we wreathe
Unbreathing we weed

Perseverance! Thy art; O Lord!

4

Broker
Bureaucrat
Politician
A nice friend

Mother is eaten by the kids
“O Crab! ”

5
Where our perception is confused
True and false is misused
A truth established.
Nude and painful

We are suffering.

6


I had a bull dog
So lovely he was
A promised one
The rogue! .

After sometime noticed I
To tell this I feel shy

Dog was barking at me
And my full family,
But seeing intruder
waved the tail
Silently! crisply! merrily!

7

Once I kissed the hiss
Created fuss on to the rival
To be a great for survival
When Hiss turned to me
Reacting worst then the enemy
I called them senseless bugger

All laughed including me
Mirth of childhood!

8

Water doesn’t keep anything
From the outer world, pushes up

Our body also does the same
A natural phenomenon

Can truth be buried in falseyard?