Anywhere you like
You suggested to me let us meet anywhere,
A place Where HE is not there,
We then will have enough freedom,
With close quarter and ruling the wisdom,
We exchanged so many pleasantries,
Life was to level with your words and commentaries,
No distance seemed between ocean and countries,
Neither mountains, hills nor any boundaries,
We had feelings for each other,
Relation still didn't grow any further,
Eyes met and said to one another,
Let us not forget this moment and bother
I prayed HIM sincerely for your hand,
He smiled and blessings lend,
I looked at you for further acceptance,
You okayed it without any insistence
Now I have enough courage and bold strength,
I could go and meet you at any length,
Is it not necessary to see each other before we marry?
Life' as challenge was to be understood and carry,
He was hesitant for slight moment,
I too did not allow him for single movement,
Slight delay was causing me some concern,
I was not prepared for sudden and any 'U' turn,
I offered my self for holy deal,
I was there for his wounds to heal,
With only condition for him to be real,
Waited for his approval for the final seal
What word was I expecting from his mouth?
I did not care whether he was from north or south,
I wanted firm commitment and promise,
Relation was to be permanent..................
I was not here for simple game,
He was not here for charge or fame,
it was an earnest attempt to do with sincerity,
What was at stake//////////? Nothing but simple clarity
I didn't know what all I did,
conscious very clear and didn't hide,
talks very clear and nothing to confide,
sincere desire with best offer to provide
I am not sure of what others might say
I want to have perfect guy in my way
He will come and grab me for ever
I want to rest on his solder forever
He must know what I am and what does it mean?
I can offer my complete conscience and lean
I want to know definitely and precisely learn
Will there be any treachery or any ugly turn?
He can be whole and sole for me
I may consider him as holy gift from thee
Since I know he is meant for my existence
I simply don’t worry for his continued absence
See to it that it is done with all good show
Allow me the freedom to mushroom and grow
I will stand all the taste of cruel wind
I stand there alone and you may find
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A what n when
What language has to do?
When eyes speak through
what beauty has to do?
When eyes don’t see it in spirit true
what words have to do to comment?
When it lacks promise and commitment,
what appearance has to do?
When lacks understanding and inner beauty?
What are we here and meant for?
When don’t long for each other,
what do we care for and what aim in life?
When nothing to take care of except wife
what is use of promise if they prove hollow?
When said is undone and quickly forgotten to follow,
what we search and look for when life is moving very slow?
When nothing special in it then what is use of planting seeds to grow,
why all mystery is shrouded in it?
When there is eagerness to meet
No secret in it that I long for you
Would you mind it if it is made through?
You said once you don’t care for outer look
you need a partner and not very good cook
Yes, but certainly there is everything in it,
when you ask for it I shall bring everything to your feet
I believed in frankness and straight talk
It may prove easy and smooth while you walk
Life can’t be taken as simple journey with no commitment
It has to be there with aim and desire for fulfillment
You didn’t make it clear with your firm voice
I considered it as your willingness with choice’
I could read the message in your bright eyes
It was really inviting and no refusal or bye
I still awaited your oral admission
It was desire to go ahead with permission
Why couldn’t it be made smooth without any hitch?
It is after all key to success with hidden switch
It may miss true essence if not given fair trial
There may always be yes no or denial
It may still be worth exploring for final end
If not then whole life we can remain as true friend
Sometimes we are carried away by sentiments
We fail to exchange simple compliments
It lacks firm resolution and commitment
We let slip away the chance to regret or lament
I want it to happen in lovely and beautiful manner
The relation should be tightened with fine spanner
It is in our hands to make it worth and memorable
If it is done then it will be worth commendable
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All tears in sea
Your tears may flow and fill the sea
It is not “You” or “Me but only “We”
I prayed for shed under the tree
I wanted all to feel great and free
You wanted to be little away
I had no words to offer or say
How could I be possibly given in?
You were in your lovely and looked teen
Should I term it as saddest day if at all?
Can I take it as sincere and final call?
Am I failing clearly to see it on wall?
Will it prove or result in my down fall?
Will I be wiped out from her memory?
Will she go away from me to marry?
Does she have excuses to find it many?
Was it only for making glad and to feel merry?
I must let her go out of the hook
She must feel no ill will in her book
I may be termed as dishonest and crook
She must be definitely in hunt for nice look
She must have her say and correct decision
She may not have foresight or clear vision
She has her life to be mauled in a shape
How can she offer simply for abuse or rape?
I will do nothing to wound her feelings
She may hell bent upon her own killing
I shall have no say whatsoever to guide
It is matter of great concern but not pride
This is how we respect the human nature
Nothing can be taken for granted or for sure
How can one predict about nature and assure?
So uncertain is life and same can be for future
I shall not be deviated from stated stand
I can’t prevail or push her to the dead end
I must try in a possible way to mend
She was all along my best and true friend
Life may mushroom in any style
We may go on spending it meanwhile
Still there is something more to be done
By gone should not be taken as permanently by gone
Day may come when you will have everything to repent
You may curse your self and possibly lament
There won’t be time left to offer any comment
Nothing may be yielded even after feelers are sent
Never say no to any lively and lovely moment
Heavenly moments can be spent in simple tent
Why do we need palaces when open sky is there?
Cool breeze, morning light and greenery can be found everywhere
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A pathetic condition
Unwillingly ushered in a house of unknown,
Saw a young lady keeping head almost down,
White complexioned girl with eyes dark brown,
almost frozen but expressions not made known
She may be widow and confined to house
She had small hole in house to live like mouse
This practice may be prevalent in many parts of the world
It is still prevalent and firmly holds
Women are kept in captivity and under strict vigil
It may be with a view to save them from devils
Still they are considered as easy object
It rules the mind and concerns the subject
Some of them are done away at the time of birth
They argue it is bad omen and there is no dearth
What can they do to help the elevation of status?
There is no progressive view to provide new impetus
Even in advanced countries, they have nothing much to offer
They consolidate the position but in opinions differ
There is nothing much to offer for their enlistment
There are so many lacunas in approach by establishment
I was at pained to learn its handling in orthodox way
Girl children are still not allowed to have any say
Uncertainty is more and prediction is nothing or less
what is in store for us except to assume and guess?
With great courage the ladies may offer “hello”
Limited conversation as tradition was to follow,
Parents permit only limited talks
Accompany them all the times with few step walks
I gathered the strength and opened the conversation
She was in dilemma and had several questions
There was emergence and development of new relation
She was to leave soon for new destination
I am your would be companion,
Running a sport shop but not a champion,
I will allow you all the freedom that you need,
No dowry, nothing or any more greed,
“Will you marry me” simply I dared to ask
Rushed blood on her face but managed to hide in mask
I did not wait for an answer and okayed the deal
Parents too were ready for quick disposal and seal,
Quick come reply yes as there was no competition
answer was kept ready even without waiting for question,
so stage was well set for lovely meet,
parents were happy and exchanged the greet,
Day for final count down almost arrived,
simple way thought over to wed and not to connive,
It’s way of life and norms are to be followed
The situation is to be improved and allowed
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Spell Bound Magic
I was put on fire
The moment you left to admire
Taken me to task and she peeped into eyes
I lost the firm ground when she really tried
This was not at all new
As I had little idea about it and knew
I had no time to look at her
But this gesture on her part made me to bother
Was it clear attempt or trial to woo?
But whatever the case may be, it was true?
I started to have soft feeling
As she had shown inclination and was willing
She was preferring to be my woman
I was taken by surprise as his man
She might have thought it number of times
But it never crossed my mind at any time
I was sweating under cool moon
As if standing under the hot sun of noon
May be it was first experience to have come across
But any how it was somebody's gain and somebody's loss
'What are you thinking dear' she gently uttered
She was firm in her stand and offered
All that she tried to make me understand
Beginning of new relation and end as friend
As it generally happens in everybody's life
She was entering life as an ideal wife
I too had cherished the dream of having her
But had no courage to admit and offer
I took it as natural invitation
It was aimed at building new relation
I concurred and conceded to her desire
As it was now my turn for her to admire
It is like magnetic pull
Passion runs high and becomes full
The beginning is very dramatic
As eyes do all wonders with spell bound magic
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Laila
I will follow the foot prints
Not to reveal or give away the hints
She may be golden hen and proving mint
It is to be understood and not meant
I may not tear off the cloths
Not to bring shame hence forth
May not shout also her by name
I may not care where from its name came
Laila, laila name I murmured
On dry lips little water poured
Eyes searched in all the direction
Nature too didn’t respond with any action
I was single but might have moved with many
Put up great show without having enough money or penny
Was it simple cover up or bargain?
Was it pure love or ground to gain?
*Laila’s name may be remembered for decades
*Majnu’s name may not vanish or fade
Love may find its way in eternal roots
One has to search and walk alone on foot
I may call her my love or honey
Some one may think it is for money
How should I get along and move?
Honesty and desire how to prove?
I was never a good swimmer
But knew well how to reach the shore
Had strong will power to sail through
Faced many hurdles and amidst crisis grew
Love may be called legendry tale
It may make living life like hell
Tidal waves may raise the sea level
Hurdles to cross and smooth the travel
*Majnu had sincere desire to marry
Sacrifice to make and words to carry
Nothing could go well with their story
Their names could be taken only with glory
We have rich heritage to look after
It is not to be joked or taken with laughter
Many might have got what they had wanted
Others were tortured, humiliated and haunted
I humbly sought the purest of pure
Prayed sincerely for it but was never sure
I was suffering from feeling which had no cure
Neither I had any answer not she was feeling secured
Sea remained calm with blue water
Seemed it had no plan to alter
Allowed the movement with free passage
Love is to be sacrifice with clear message
I may not find place as *Majnu did
He openly expressed and did not hide
I have courage to drive and make clean sweep
Not to make relation sour but always sweet
*Laila…female’s name……Majnu…….lover
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Legandary lovers
I will follow the foot prints
Not to reveal or give away the hints
She may be golden hen and proving mint
It is to be understood and not to be meant
I may not tear off the cloths
Not to bring shame hence forth
May not shout also her by name
I may not care where from its name came
Laila, laila name I murmured
On dry lips little water poured
Eyes searched in all the direction
Nature too didn’t respond with any action
I was single but might have moved with many
Put up great show without having enough money or penny
Was it simple cover up or bargain?
Was it pure love or ground to gain?
*Laila’s name may be remembered for decades
*Majnu’s name may not vanish or fade
Love may find its way in eternal roots
One has to search and walk alone on foot
I may call her my love or honey
Some one may think it is for money
How should I get along and move?
Honesty and desire how to prove?
I was never a good swimmer
But knew well how to reach the shore
Had strong will power to sail through
Faced many hurdles and amidst crisis grew
Love may be called legendry tale
It may make living life like hell
Tidal waves may raise the sea level
Hurdles to cross and smooth the travel
*Majnu had sincere desire to marry
Sacrifice to make and words to carry
Nothing could go well with their story
Their names could be taken only with glory
We have rich heritage to look after
It is not to be joked or taken with laughter
Many might have got what they had wanted
Others were tortured, humiliated and haunted
I humbly sought the purest of pure
Prayed sincerely for it but was never sure
I was suffering from feeling which had no cure
Neither I had any answer not she was feeling secured
Sea remained calm with blue water
Seemed it had no plan to alter
Allowed the movement with free passage
Love is to be sacrifice with clear message
I may not find place as *Majnu did
He openly expressed and did not hide
I have courage to drive and make clean sweep
Not to make relation sour but always sweet
*Laila…female’s name……Majnu…….lover
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Wish a person
Don’t forget to wish a person
It has no time or particular season
Bury the differences and say a word
“Hello brother” I pray for you to lord
Bitterness may go in seconds
You need not go and find the words
It has its own magical spell
Everything may turn into good or well
You just offer beautiful smile
Wait not for reply and stay for while
It will have its desirable effect
Relation may improve with long spell and affect
What do we loose if we say simple “hello”
It is mere invitation or extension to allow
forget the bad things and simple things to follow
Great tradition teaches us to lie low
Good, thought must emerge from heart to flow
Adversary may forget the past and try to slow
No emission of poison but sweetness to grow
cool reception may disappear with simple words of 'Hello”
it may wash the dirt of centuries
happiness everywhere and no more worries
opening of new chapter with new relation to emerge
burying of differences with sincere urge
What do we gain by showing simple gesture?
It is opening of new chapter with bright future
love and not the hatred to rule the scene
We should exchange pleasantries and must be very keen
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No to sorrow
Can little sweetness be added to sorrow?
Can sadness be not pushed aside for tomorrow?
When both are interwoven to each other
Why to think of them more and bother?
Pure or true love can never deceive
Warmth and feelings we always receive
Best ideas emanate from within and peace be conceived
Does that speak of real intention as goal is perceived?
Let love speak and not remain or confine within
Eyes must reveal and nothing should remain in
It is very much essential and must prevail at last
Acceptance should be made known very fast
I must acknowledge it as God sent gift
Why to have in life more tussles and rift?
We should never change stand and shift
Switch over from one to another should be very swift
I am prepared to forgo prestige and pride
Why in love it should be sought and hide?
Simple admission of true feelings and no guilt
Trust the opinion and strong foundation to be built
I shall seek no favor in return
Let my love grow and cause no concern
Earnest desire must be explained in turn
Let there be real union without any heart burn
May be in my life today is the happiest day
I will continue to seek and have my way
Let her remain true to her conscience and say
Never will we be separated, come what may!
Things may prove difficult if it turns out differently
Both have to think it honestly and approach separately
Time may run out us and not allow us to unite
Passion may remain passion only and within ignite
We may take steps to see that it doesn’t turn ugly
It may be too early also to forecast it so early
Still it will remain our top priority to tackle the issue
We must get in turn what ever is destined to be due
We will not be cowed down with by unexpected events
We will face it bravely when it is made known very next moment
We will not allow it to happen and take us completely by surprise
But all possibilities are definitely there and bound to arise
We shall from now on shed no tears and face the reality
We shall stand firm and come up bravely for any eventuality
It has to be faced with as if dealing with any of the disaster
We must carve out the way and destiny as done by master
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An eye sparkles
Eyes attract the attention ad make great impact
Two souls meet and make earnest pact
Live unto the end with some purpose
Make final bid to stay for long use
Why eyes speak so loud and clear?
What makes to result in push and pull?
Why there prevails calm and lull?
Why in absence of it life becomes bore and dull?
Eyes do all it in one stroke
There won’t be any fire or smoke
There won’t be any wind to blow
Water may calm down and silently flow
It is said eyes are reflection of pure mind
There won’t be any deception to find
It will be purely attachment of its kind
It makes everybody to feel proud and sometimes go blind
Brown eyes play havoc with sparkling light,
She was there Standing before me just to the right,
She was Inviting me very near but not to fight,
May be she wanted closer views with clear sight,
I could see whole world in it,
Two eyes sparkled as if deem lamps lit,
Why there was sudden interest to hit?
Muscle body with good physique
May not be that simple reason,
Spring all over as main season,
Flowers booming with colors different,
Invitation seemed only reason apparent,
I too was ready for open meet,
Body was shaking and crumbling were feet,
Not knowing what was in store?
There was nothing was wrong for ground to explore,
Miss was not easy but hard nut to crack,
Little hurry on her part was sign to pack,
Patience was must for not going back,
Attempt was sincere but confidence to lack,
Both realized the gravity of situation,
It was real and not first sight or infatuation,
Time was critical and need of an hour,
Relation to grow fast and not to sour,
Kind gesture was coupled with open invite,
Desires grew with ambition to ignite,
It was not time to say good night,
To grab the opportunity the time was right,
Soon was going to develop intense love and bond,
Deep relations to nurture and to be found
Love was to succeed to result in marriage,
Simple arrangement to be carried on carriage,
All went well with ease and comfort,
Both the families had understood with good rapport,
Extending good will with complete support,
Nothing was going bad as suggested the report
When I look back to find an answer and ponder?
No simple answer could be found but only wonder,
No clouds were there to make loud thunder
it was simple acknowledgement with easy surrender
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Alas! i could
O, my love make me shining star
Though I am not near but very far
I have to be away for particular reason
But I shall come to you without any season
Spell out and tell, will you ever leave me?
How to forget those moments and shade under the tree?
I tried to forget but couldn’t believe eyes
I could not even utter word for simple byes
why have I slight doubt in you or disbelief?
Is it shaking my nerve and belief?
Will it not give me any relief?
Will you not turn up and explain it for brief?
We met by chance and all of sudden
Tree was in boom and fruits were laden
I had all vigor in but kept it forcibly hidden
Worries were so much and I remained with it ridden
I knew from my heart that you will come
I shall stand at the gate to greet you and welcome
I imagined you may move fast and embrace
Two souls may meet and be lost without any trace
Will you make it reality and realize it soon?
I may brace for up for any eventuality and run for you in the noon
Will that day ever come in my life and shine?
Will I be able to believer and consider you as mine?
I don’t want to grow and speculate amidst uncertainty
I used to visit all temples and deities
I had only one request to be made
Make me worthy and acceptable to wed
Everybody in` life desire for suitable match
They may even consider it as precious catch
It definitely plays important role and influence
Life gets settles as soon as you marry at once
You need not gout and search for good bride
It is definitely a surprise and matter of pride
You won’t know when good offer will be made
It is holy bond and doesn’t result out of trade
Don’t leave me alone under the dark clouds?
Make it known to world with words so loud
let your foot steps be heard at my door with sound
I may look toward to my new love to be found
I see at the sky and find celestial bodies always smile
They provide you the clue and secrets of life for a while
It is how we take the message and act wisely in life
The relationship is so holy and bride is to be accepted as wife
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A fine good morning
Person should be greeted with good morning
Say hello while making departure in the evening
Don’t forget to say bye with good night
It is good to follow and think it right
It is customary to say few good words
This was followed in court room of lords
It is an age old system and has continued with tradition
There is nothing new or changed as an addition
You need no particular occasion to wish
The day must end with good finish
It gets you good respect and response
People put trust in you and readily repose
Don’t forget to wish a person
It has no time or particular season
Bury the differences and say a word
“Hello brother” I pray for you to lord
Bitterness may disappear or go in seconds
You need not go here and there and find the words
It has its own magical bound or spell
Everything may turn into good and augur well
You just offer beautiful smile
Don’t wait not for reply but stay for while
It will have its own way and desirable effect
Relation may end in long spell with profound impact
What do we loose if we say simple “hello”?
It is mere invitation or extension of good wishes to allow
forget the bad things of past and simple road to follow
Great tradition may have it and teaches us to lie low
Good thoughts should emerge from heart and ready to flow
Adversary too may forget the past and try to go little slow
There won’t be emission of bad feelings and sweetness may grow
There will be warmth in reception with all niceties to flow
it may wash the dirt accumulated by centuries
happiness may be seen everywhere with disappearance of worries
There will opening of new chapter in relation
Differences if any may vanish with sincere urge
What do we gain by showing simple gesture?
It is opening of new chapter with bright future
love and not the hatred may rule the scene
we should exchange pleasantries and must be very keen
It is greatest moment in life if we bury the bitterness
There should be no room for increase in differences
It has grown nicely with change in behavior
Foe may turn best friend and act as savior
Love and to be loved should guide the principle
Peace and harmony should be the words in preamble
The world needs most of the things performed with peace
The rest of mankind must lead the life at ease
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Always rememeber
Don't forget to wish a person
it has no time or particular season
Bury the differences and say a word
'Hello brother' I pray for you to lord
It doesn't cost you anything
You stand to gain something
It is considered as good manner
You can do it without any banner
Bitterness may go in seconds
you need not go and find the words
it has its own magical spell
everything may look so well
It takes so much time to patch
Time is precious and you can't catch
You will have to act fast with all possible means
You may not find hatred but only love scenes
you just offer beautiful smile
Wait not for reply and stay for while
it will have its desirable effect
Relation may improve with long spell and affect
what do we loose if we say simple 'hello'?
It is mere invitation for things to follow
forget the bad things and insult to swallow
Great tradition teaches us to lie low
Good, thought must emerge from heart to flow
Adversary may forget the past and try to be slow
No emission of poison but sweetness to grow
cool reception may disappear with simple words of 'Hello'
it may wash the dirt of centuries
happiness will be seen everywhere and no more worries
opening of new chapter with new relation to emerge
burying of differences with sincere urge
What do we gain by showing simple gesture?
It is opening of new chapter with bright future
love and not the hatred to rule the scene
we should exchange pleasantries and must be very keen
Enemy can't face you with powerful weapon
He may be in real confusion to find out the reason
Love can't be substituted with any kind of gesture
Wish al the persons sincerely and make it sure
No mad person may come and simply assault
He may have some grudge against you for some fault
Love can melt his anger and help o evaporate
We can't simple blame it to a fate
If you give proper care and attention to plant
It will stand erect with pride and never slant
It too needs everything with mild touch
We must behave in cordial manner as such
If you show same courtesy to youngsters
They may prove humble and not turn as gangsters
Who can be blamed for their lack of understanding?
It may really be considered as peaceful ending
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In A Quite Distance
stand aloof
waving hands call
to see the rope,
done without stand, thou some
come to offer a helping
hand
I come to shout,
even whisper the wind that
someday there will be somebody
to lend me a simple gift of
smile of what
I have done, in quite distance moment
of time
oh! come
the silent of the echo
find the thundering seer of my youth
and touch my sacred heart
of the spirit of awakening into the glory
of lasting presence
with the one whom my Life I owe
the wisdom of
the past
solemnly quest
my mother wombs
desire, forever my heart await
dear Mama.
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As A Friend
Can you tell me as a friend?
Where life starts and world end
May I fail to catch glimpse of beauty?
Will not everyone laugh at me with pity?
Am I carried away by simple look?
Is it purely decoy and luring hook?
As fishes near the food and caught
Battle is lost without being fought
Why I only saw emerging fresh hope
Earnest desire with balanced walk on rope
Was that not open challenge to face?
Soon to fade out and out of race
Fine attempt to survive with glory and pride
Mo mixing of words and emotions to hide
Every angle has different stories to tell
How many may succeed with ends so well
Is it wrong to offer solace and stand as rock?
Morning alarm voice from creature like cock
Setting aside them as mere sign of weakness
Live pulse push to meet and feel oneness
Is the desire root cause of problem?
Can any nation survive without its emblem?
Is it not the earnest feeling and desire?
Will we not be failing to praise and admire?
Countless questions raging peaceful mind
Solution not in sight and answers never find
Can you not act wise and be so kind?
I shall promise to stay not as blind
I found you with His blessings and grace
Life would have been challenge and hurdles to face
Should have fallen out of grace to face ordeal
Wounds would have aggravated without hope to heal
I may end this by not saying good bye
You may not be seen as birds go and fly
It was earnest attempt and try
I will accept it as fate and never cry
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A nudge to marry
I won’t simply marry
As you have failed to carry
You failed to make me merry
You were impossible and funny
You were feeling sorry
It was not matter for worry
I was ready and well prepared
You did not understand me and compared
“Please stop it for God’s sake”
Life is not like sweet cake
You just be serious and be awake
You don’t realize what is at stake”
It sent me nervous shock
My mouth remained dry and blocked
Thick smoke emerged and rose again
I was not in position to regain
She was furious as if river in spate
I had no proper words to state
It is easy to control the irate mob
But not sensible ladies who always sob
“I loved you so much and longed
You never came up to expectations and wronged
How was I expected to go with you long way?
When you had no definite idea or simple way? ”
I can read your words and lines
In no way our relation undermine
I am in no hurry till you decide
I must reveal all and closely confide
You may have your apprehensions and misgivings
Still we had all gestures of fine loving
I was sure of my self and made good moving
I knew there is none for me so lovely and caring
You may come and knock the door one day
I will wait for that fine moments to have say
Moon may feel shy to throw the silver ray
I will not care for anybody or attention pay
I feel like rushing towards her
She may refuse but not surrender
She had no worry for cloud’s thunder
She was weary of my committing blinder
Will she be willingly coming to terms?
Was her mind was infested with doubtful germs?
What should be done to win her over?
I have no ready made ground or fine cover
She can’t say no to our relation
Any deviation is out of question
I am for her and she is for me forever
There may be some temporary setbacks however
Prove to the world that this is holy message
There may be long duration with smooth passage
I have none to offer as mark of respect
I shall remain faithful and try to introspect
I find no reason now for her saying “no”
She may find difficult to use the word “go”
It may coincide with happiest moments
Time may come when there may be some movement
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Strangers Meet
When two stranger meet on the way
They express surprises and try to be away
Knowing fully well that his is just an coincidence
And it is not going to carry any relevance
They would converse for few seconds and prepare to part
It will their onward journey and preparation to start
They are sure of not meeting again and exchange warms words
But wish it strongly and exchange few pleasantries in the name of God
But in real life too we act no less than strangers
Try to snatch as far as possible as bad managers
We care for no sentiments or relation
Pose all sorts of problems and raise questions
Where and when do we regard fellow human?
Why do we discriminate between man and woman?
Why even keep distance from good people and try to cheat?
Where time with us to offer little is smile and greet?
We all run after simple formality
Concentrate more on turn out and personality
We take pride in demonstrating it as ability
Where people already know about it as bad quality!
I would suggest a pure mechanism
Where everything is guided by humanism
Man may be poor, little intelligent or fool
Yet he deserves everything in full
Why can’t we offer honor and dignity?
How can we claim it as pure amenity?
It is pure grace from powerful almighty
We are simple creature to accept it as pity
Either of sex is important and meant of each others
Life circle will be incomplete without one another
This must be borne in mind and acted together
As whole load of life will be carried further
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A long inning
As mother had played long inning
She breathed her last in the evening
She knew in advance about the end
It was known to us from her feelings and trend
She would not mind about anything
She won’t ask for or call for something
It was her desire to see us well off
She never wanted us to offer any bluff
She was looking at ceiling
Even though for months she was ailing
She had all kind of satisfaction
Bright eyes reflected the same indication
She was lying on the cot
Life spent on various odds to be fought
It was her life time ambition
To be with us without any condition
She did not expect a single favor
She provided us full cover
We will go near to her and touch the feet
She would affectionately look at and greet
She was active till the last day
It was her life and with full sway
She acted dominant and had complete way
We too were afraid to go away
Such glorious inning was about to end
We informed all relatives and friends
It was her desire that all should remain her bedside
She had nothing to hide or confide
She breathed heavily and lost the control
Her body remained there without soul
It was left for heavenly abode
We watched silently with heavy load
She bore same innocence but with authority
It was her secret weapon and quality
She will not mind for our being defiant
She offered full explanation and very variant
She was not in pain at all
The life had ended with her call
She lived life at full length
That was only her strength
We were her treasure
She had everything for sure
All members were brought up clean atmosphere
She had all the satisfaction to be on earth here
Father turned pale at last moment
He could not cry or offer comment
No word was offered from his for his mouth
We could clearly feel autumn wind from north to south
She stood for all those glorious years
She was all for smile and without tears
This kept us in good mood with confidence
We were let off peacefully with all incidences
Even though mother has left us for a while
She had covered long distance of miles
It was divine smile for all of our family members
The shade under banyan tree was for us to remember
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Believe in what you are
Believe in what you are and not what you see
It is holy message meant for us from Thee
Do what you can and is within your capacity
It is right thing to perform from within as best quality
Echo in your inner conscience which is allowing
Act upon each and every word which you are following
It will not only earn you respect and fame
But lead you to the destiny without any shame
Live in simple way with high ideals and motto
Leave it aside if it doesn’t allow where you want to go
Your life is with purpose and to be taken as mission
You are expected to act in a manner as if with permission
Intelligence and wisdom are two separate entities
They help you to certain level for such niceties
Your action may be seen as example for others
They may become close to cause or ardent followers
Evil doers may suffer miserably at the end
You will have to act as emissary or friend
This is how life is to lead and to be lead
Human psychology and mind is to be clearly read
Victory or defeat should not form the purpose or basis
So many things are said and emphasis is laid in thesis
It is clear vision and wisdom that may lead us to other side
Nothing to worry for future even if you angle narrow or wide
Every thing is done or decided as it would have been
We may try for every possible way or be very keen
Ultimately His wish may prevail and fortune smiles
We are inspired to work for good and go for an extra mile
“I” is to be no where in picture and to be placed before
It is hard fact to be understood and has to come to the fore
It is not derived from any mythology or holy books
It has been long before but not understood by crooks
Nothing comes on the way when you are clear
You are so sure of your goal, without any fear
It is not only your belief that comes to matter
Life becomes easy and good if not better
What matters most if it has no puzzle?
Rain may come with force and dazzle
You may carry on with routine and as usual
It will be very simple and just casual
You are supposed to be yourself and prove what you are
You should stick in and not to go too far
It is simple fact and very easy if you decide it rightly
You may excel in life and lead life smoothly
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Its love
Many may swear and say love is blind
Many ways and means to find
Not even blanket ban can hide
Not a simple matter with friends to confide
Is it not felt from within?
Is it not separated by layer thin?
What keeps it so sacred?
Why everybody is so afraid?
It is purely a God’s gift
Must flow it smooth and swift
No tussle, no fight and no rift
Always praise with words and smooth lift
Internal wish to last it long
Should be best love story among
No one should have slight doubt
We will ever separate and turn about
I consider it beautiful moment
Love to watch your every movement
No suitable word I find to comment
If it turns out to be sour, I will never lament
I intend it to preserve and cherish
Not a single lapse on my part to finish
It was my dream and sincere wish
For you, even I may prefer to perish
I never thought of your beautiful body
That could be had by all and anybody
But who could show me eternal love?
Swimming on water not even lovely dove
I don’t know what love stands for
Was this not known this before?
I simply take it as means to unite
Simple wish to enjoy and delight
Neither have I had words to explain
Nor any room is left to complain
All you pray for our love to grow
As no hindrance to water’s flow
I would love to see it happen soon
Either it may in morning or noon
It is matter of trust and pride
Soon you should become beautiful bride.
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A difficult separation
First time in life I came to know what is separation
I had read enough about it in books with simple narration
I took it lightly with single meaning of staying away
Only for few days or months to be free from her sway
Many husbands may be wanting complete freedom form her yoke
They may enter into cheap comments about her and cut rude jokes
They may feel her association with them as real curse
They simply forget that she is the only person who can heal or nurse
In reality it is altogether different from what we think or profess
In private they may come out with all difficulties and openly confess
The whole home turns into shambles and things get scattered
On her arrival she may find it altogether in new form and altered
The feeling for complete freedom form her becomes complete illusions
Things go completely out of hand to make it as mere compulsion
It is altogether a show of desperado wanting to enjoy in absence
Wife was always providing all comforts in her presence
Well I could find so much difference when she was not here
I had all the options to go and make marry making anywhere
At the same time it occurred to the mind that it may be totally unfair
Why to create ugly scene in her absence and later on split the hair
I felt some thing was snatched away to make me feel lonely
I preferred to stay at home and feel everything homely
It was her presence that made surrounding lively
Nobody can take her place even if it is done nicely
Opening of the day and bright sun had nothing special to offer
Many times I used quarrel with her and on most of the points differed
She may come smilingly at me and make the thing so smooth
She knew the essence of relation and realized the truth
I could feel her absence in every corner
It looked as if it had no owner
Garden too started turning into desolations
This truth was emerging in isolation
I still hear her sweet voice in kitchen
Honey bees come and make sound in garden
Cool breeze too spread fragrance with open sky
I continuously wonder and ask the questions, why?
I was dreaming in day light when heard some sweet voice
She was getting down with some kids making heavy noise
I didn’t believe my eyes as to what made her come back soon?
Why had she made p her min d to reach here in hot afternoon?
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