Life inquires?
'How is your life? '
'You know better than me.'
I replied.
For the first time
I saw life cries;
And heavy rains from the sky?
A little lull
For the first time
I saw Earth smiles
After a severe drought?
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And he says not a single smile from her?
Mountains struggle to hold the passing clouds
Broken ladder steps prefer dwarfs not giants.
And the beautiful girls search handsome lads
But not the old boys?
Sky likes the Earth,
But Earth knows the vast distance in between them.
And he says not a single smile from her
Life's almost a drought?
[A fresher who submits his first poem to the Annual poetry competetion in the University.]
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The Humble Man
It seems to be a rainy day.
A man roams on unending roads with thousands of thoughts.
He worships to the sky
When there is a drought,
Also curse for heavy rains.
Soft hearted, sometimes he scares by seeing his own shadow.
This innocent man,
A constant runner behind wealth which slips through his fingers?
A Passer-by of isolated graveyards.
He waits in the Life's-decayed inn until the rain seized and where does He runs this handsome man?
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A Slogan
The Sun, Moon, Stars and Planets
all were abandoning in the Milky Way.
So, do not let them solve your destiny.
The God who hides in your heart is better than the God
who remains in picture frames?
When you stand in front of a mirror
you can see your god.
when you smile; he too smiles.
When you cry; he too cries.
Life is not a 'once upon a time' story
which has an ending?
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Before the rain falls
It's almost dark outside and birds fly here and there in the gloomy sky.
There was a severe drought in his heart since a long time and he waited for a drizzle to come.
He heard your real voice from far away and it hinted him to write few lines.
Oh! Dear rain, bring him some soothing news or let him cry to pour some tears to your flow.
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Whenever the man leaves digging of Earth?
Heaven is the sky
And the sky is heaven.
The road on earth
Which leads to the path?
Shylocks still prefer the earth greedily
And do their bargain with the pound of flesh.
Though you take feathers from the tortoise
Never catch a word or a glance
By the earthly Goddess called “Woman”.
The given time is not sufficient to negotiate with her
And the God-fearing man cries forever?
I set free a page of the book
“Where the real tears hidden”
And you see it floats high
Like a lark in the sky.
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Gravestone
The dead soul cries;
'It's too heavy
And whole of my life
I carried much heavier stuff
And could you please
Take that and keep on a politicians grave? '
*It's funny thing about life; if you refuse to accept anything but the best, you very often get it.
-Somerset Maugham
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A black Ant struggles in a pure Honey bottle!
I was scared that she could have drowned
and I tried to rescue her.
I explained that I am not from Pest Control
just a poor writer.
Then she replied; 'Yes I know that since a long time
but leave me alone here, in your words
It's a kind of attachment and not committing suicide?
And it's pure honey not like your poisonous breathing air? '
I was speechless and I write here the incident!
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An aged Woman poses in front of a shattered mirror?
The rusty pincers she holds
With shivering fingers
And she plucks her grey hair
Here & there
She noticed in the eye brows too
few appears?
Dark rings below the eyes
And wrinkles on her forehead.
She smiles with the mirror
And mutters; 'No change at all the secret smile
But what happened to my youthful Elasticity? '
She realized for the first time in her life
That mirrors too speak sometimes?
'Madam! I am there with you
even in your fleeing beauty? '
*[God made woman from man's rib-not from his head to top him, nor from his feet to be walked upon, but from his side to be his partner in life, from under his arm to be protected by him, and near his heart to be loved by him.]
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The worthless stuff
I work here in a Gas station
As a Sales Associate.
But collect the trash bags
from the bins too
A part of my job?
When I remove the heavy bags
The kind customers dump?
My innocent thoughts flew without wings
to my bygone golden school days!
I love that old man we call him 'Charlie uncle'
Who collects garbage and look after the ground.
O that attractive Teacher for Literature
who wears Indian Cashmere saris at all
and she got dimples on her both cheeks
when she smiles!
One day she questioned me; 'Nimal you want to be a writer
Lawyer or a Doctor? '
'Yes Teacher, I would like to be a writer
If not a Scavenger? ' I replied happily.
To that uncle charlie & the Literature teacher!
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A wind bird chirps on a Raintree by the kite shop
Poor children with their holey pockets
Just come and see only never buy a kite,
And the heavy rains fall.
Kites prefer to rest in the shop
Their entire life as they are scared of the fanatical war planes
Fly in the hopeless sky.
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A poem written in a brothel
Those who go in the heavy rains
some do have umbrellas
but some they don't have
and both of them got soaked.
If you want to get wet
not necessary to go outside.
You find rain indoors too.
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Our Seasonal crops!
If all these wicked rusty Guns
turn out into tiny tractors
a soft soul could operate?
This *Earth would be a peaceful Farm Yard
instead of bloodshed?
You could provide our seasonal crops proudly
to the Heaven, Hell or Mars?
to my fellow poet friend robyn selters!
*The Buddha describes Earth as follows; Hard, Rough, Heavy, Soft, Melt and Smooth!
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Next door cat!
I would like to write something
about my next door talking-eyes widow's Siamese cat
But the mouse of my computer cries;
'O no Sir! I won't be here anymore
and probably your beloved too? '
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A homeless became a house owner for a while?
[I got myself a sleeping, walking, crying, talking Living doll.]-Cliff Richard, 'Living Doll',1959
A manor by the riverside
Black Swans mate and drift with ripples
in the Moonlit night,
And the dumb ferryman
Who sings a sad song
in his deep voice?
White washed Church stagnant
and the bell tolls to the strong winds
without a bell-ringer?
And he suddenly woke up to the moisture
As his cardboard shack got totally wet
Heavy rains started late in the night
And he sees through his blurred polythene window
Lightening makes sorrowful designs of life
in the dark barren sky?
*I remember while I was in California, one night a homeless smiled with me and he muttered; 'Long time no see? Sorry brother, I have a non-filter cigarette otherwise you could have a small puff into the patchy lungs if you don't mind? '
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Who Plucked This Man-Bird's Discoloured Feathers?
Salivate & cries!
Tetanus,
Hysterics,
hotchpotch & this hopeless bird
caged on the top?
Pejudical to see the faraway Horizon
and no tower of strength?
to my poet friend Pranab!
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Unknown Painters & Paintings!
Tiny kettle whistles in the kitchenette
and the rusty alarm clock cries
on the bedside table.
She must have woke up early
with a bad dream?
and prepares the morning cup of tea!
I too woke up lazily and wiped the frosty window
with my criss-cross palm?
O the faraway gloomy sky's covered
with heavy winter clouds!
Invisible Master! Have you done
this Masterpiece?
The entire life I tried but in vain
and my painting named 'Depression'
Not finished yet for the Exhibition?
['Nearly everyman who develops an idea, works at it up to the point where it looks impossible and then gets discouraged.That's not the place to become discouraged.']-Thomas Alva Edison
to my poet friend Nightmute in gratitude!
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The Harvest
A severe drought but water melons expanded
in the back yard of the farmhouse.
There was no hunt the whole night
and the hunter returns home
with his rusty shot gun.
Farm lassie counts the melons
for the week-end market
and they smiled each other
While he was passing the fence.
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Though I am your isolated brook?
I never dream of my faraway rich relatives
Especially long Rivers and deep Oceans.
How could I betray my minnow friends
and abandon the wild flowers
O that orphan girl with the ragged doll
Beautiful widow who cries along the bank
and the lunatic who writes poetry?
I expect rain all the time to remain here
Though I am your isolated brook?
[Superstition, idolatry, and hypocrisy have ample wages, but truth goes begging.]-Luther
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A man stands alone
A gloomy evening at the bus stop
He saw his best friend’s wife was seated in the bus
And he just waved but could not get in.
The last bus came
And he saw his best friend
After a long time,
Who was going home?
He promised him to meet on a Sunday
And he confessed to himself
Thinking of his friend’s wife.
His tears joined the drizzle
Which has turned to heavy rains?
And he drowned in the flood water.
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A Raven cries near the Mulberry bush
I have flown all over the sky
And really dishearten
of the Freedom!
Do you have enough room
for me to caged?
Then the philanthropist replied;
'I have a caged bird a different color
And she wowed to stay forever,
If you're able to compromise her
Frankly telling you that I have no any fear? '
*Disco Queen Donna Summer dies at 63
and my deepest sympathy to her!
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