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Adam and Eve

2014-05-21T21:45:00.004-07:00

Eve of the first day

He found Adam sad

Thus He made Eve from his rib,

Restless eve followed till end.

life

2013-04-22T00:58:00.000-07:00

Life,

That is just what you eat,

And feel yourself

Rests are perspective, owes others

end

2013-03-28T00:16:00.001-07:00

Ocean isn’t must to drown,

Ounce of water is more enough

to sink a tiny it’s end.

Haiku

2013-03-20T05:56:00.001-07:00

Summon me to the Altar,

Honest among honest, to say

Apologies to the world.

Nature's caution

2013-03-11T22:22:00.000-07:00

Thorns spike on stem form
a warm of safety to Roses,
which blossom in middle of may.

One for this New Year

2013-01-07T07:55:00.000-08:00

A lovely song of bird woke me up this morning,

I peeped through window and scanned all green.

Leaves waved along that song in misty breeze.

I sighted friend cuckoo, but it hates me sing along.

But I may join the Leaves and dance on its tune!

Merry Christmas

2012-12-24T12:52:00.000-08:00

Let's sing and dance,
Christmas stars twinkle up above
Misty minds lit and show!

In Gandhi Park

2012-12-03T23:35:00.003-08:00

Here it is beautiful, I can be calm and dream.
Here Myself man, civilized. Left , under
dark green tree, no board with forbid note.

Just onside flowerbeds form a lovely sight.
A young boy mines his nose and tranquil
Near dripping tap lonely bird groom its wings.

Four Bengali fix on recipe for evening Meal,
Gandhi statue gladly watches over them.
Bustling road beside, scales city growth.

Sun shines and passes over the new fort.
I sit here and read evening news report,
Calmly in my home town Gandhi park.

Cradle of Hopes

2012-11-15T19:18:00.000-08:00

A cradle of silky white cloth in that room,
on the floor lies a feather of peacock.
A tiny dark feet pops out of that cradle,
teeny giggling beads around ankle
Mere glance, a countless hope awakens!

Night, and after.

2012-10-28T22:53:00.000-07:00

Roaring rain in this night

washes away dirt of past,

long awaited wish of earth.

Giggling noise of mighty beads

merry jingles to the ears.

Crawling into the woolen rug

railing out, privation till date,

with the hope of well dawn!

Newly buds on every plants,

lively gladness in every leaves!

Stun of shine shows in all faces

lines of life drawn this way!

(thank you God)

Random thoughts

2012-10-16T10:39:00.000-07:00

‘Each day initiate hopes,

from the privation passed !

Birthdays are monument

of time, one never revisits’

II

Thought of friends when with kin

With kith, mind strolled to the kin.

Now none with me, than this skin

But my mind strolls forth and hind.

III

This morning on highway,
flower pelts paved his way
for his last journey

IV

Garbage at every corner,
verbal diarrhea in every newspaper
City stinks as its rulers!

V

Line of lights lit along

Rays of hope shower along

Care tick wish to all on.

VI

Don’t know why that shit is not coming out

It stuck ever now, hell of a time

Hold it for ever, till a good poem is born.

Te amo

2012-10-16T09:52:00.000-07:00

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2012-09-22T11:34:00.001-07:00

Wonder, why the blindly chase
though everyone has the world of their own!

Glitter of seven colors are mere perspective

More or not as you count as per way!

Sky is blue, plants are green,

blossoms as mighty God desire.

Thoughts are countless, ways are spectrum

Mere the carves of crayons won’t do.

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The promise we spell

2012-09-02T02:24:00.000-07:00

As aperture gradually makes a moon

in that dark canvas,

lit up twinkling stars around.

Earth adorn as lovely bride, again

Night brings adorable setting

to the blossom of worship.

Let me hold your hand,

and stand on knee and offer

my life as whole to you!

Luminous setting may fade away,

cloudy darkness storms down

thou be with me all along

That is the promise we spell each other.

Call it a day

2012-08-20T02:50:00.000-07:00

Skylines of the cities,

show pride of their lords,

here, in my village

shoveling off the river beds.

Progress in one eye,

disaster in the other!

Lines of anxiety on forehead.

Call it a day… …

Think…

think over again in these deeds!

Are we doing it right!

Can’t we call this a day!

Shallows are so deep,

Mountains are plateaus , now

and minds are deserted !

Clinks in the pockets,

makes many wrinkle on forehead,

Call it a day!

Ray of Hope

2012-07-22T10:19:00.000-07:00

Sun rays beam

on other side of earth.

Span of hibernation

prevail my world.

Lucent moon

covers me blissful.

Shows me sign,

though you are away!

I found people laugh behind.

2012-03-03T10:07:00.005-08:00

I found people laugh behind me,

It was saddened me lot till date.

Not anymore;

I found the charm in me today,

No care to the rear

forward is my fire,

Ignited through my power!

Sharing this nerve to you dear,

It was my last journey stooping head.

Let me hold my shoulder straight,

face them all with smile and light.

Wish myself best of luck!

I found people laugh behind, then

they find me laughing at them!

out of the box

2012-01-30T23:20:00.001-08:00

Was there anything hidden me?
No, there was nothing there to hide me
I was hiding, I was the one using shield.

Who was one fenced me out?
No one, But me fencing around my home.
Who set standards? That was me.

I was not boxed,
Why would have I thinking out of the box?
The boxes would boxes only when I was in it.

Why should I move square or circle,
when, always straight way ahead.

2012-01-30T22:00:00.000-08:00

Hairless head
Heirless thoughts
rounded specs
long nose
Grayed mustache
He is our Gandhi
Ji hamari Bapu!
words that I can scribe,
though me an Indian.

couple talk

2011-07-19T23:44:00.000-07:00

Scent

2011-07-06T10:35:00.000-07:00

The scent of the ploughed soil,
at this rain away monsoon
carries away my soul to heaven
and penniless body
to the deep, six feet under.

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2010-11-23T18:37:00.000-08:00

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love-and-control

2010-09-25T00:24:00.000-07:00

This man gets up early morning,
looks to the woods, breathes deep the breeze.
Woods wish him and he reciprocates
Daily routine starts for him
He goes to the forest collect the woods
That is his work and his bread
He loves the woods yet, he cuts.
Tears roll down over his cheeks,everytime he rises his axe
He loves the woods Yet, he cuts.
That is his work and his bread
Look at the woods
They have no pain or protest!
Man has pain on his work,
he, who controls axe too.
"I don't know, how to conclude
There is someone,who controls all."

kunst

2010-09-12T11:10:00.000-07:00

No friends no enemies

2010-07-23T00:45:00.000-07:00

No friends no enemies,
Only few words, they make me sentence
wishing from heart, nothing apart,
Oh, lovely soul cause me , I shall…

No friends, no enemies,
Only few words, they make me sentence

Don’t expect any question or answer
That, loose my hand

Whatever I leant, matters which I hunt,
never given responds to my doubts.
No friends, no enemies,
Only our believes, that cause us to break!