Tuesday, January 18, 2011

TOGETHERNESS

We are floating through the splendor of night
Along the dark sky but bejeweled with stars;
Numerous in numbers,
Like your kisses showered over my dreams
Like your fond embrace bestowed on my craze
Like your tender patting over my lusty imagination
You grant me your passion
Infinitely precious as the sunlight to the flora
And as the air to living;
It gives me life and sooths my heart in gloom
Do not seize it away even from my dreams
Do not leave my spirit alone to wander
Without the tender touch of thy sweet lips;
Over my soul;
Or it burns itself and might shatter my heart.
Your passion is the nectar to my life;
The elixir to my spirit
Your sweet tone stimulates me delight
And your touch on my sensation
Helps mine emotion to spread
Above the sky, among the stars;
Like the moonbeams over the dale
Like the warmth of daybreak  glare
Over the fields, where life grows in joy.
Let it not part my passion
And my lusty imagination
Let it stay in my heart ‘til the very last breath
Take it away never from my meager soul
Seize it not even from my dreams.

Monday, January 17, 2011

WEEPING I HEAR IN SILENCE


Oh! They decide to slay her
Yet to live for another hundred years
They are slashing her
Slowly they chop the branches one by one
Where a thousand flowers bloomed in spring
Where charming flies came in plenty
To taste the sweet honey
Where the blossoms bear splendid fruits
Where birds nested and sung in bounty
The branches fall down one by one
On the ground where children played once
Where they sung and waited for the fruits to fall
Where they amused in the shadow
Of the green leaves touching the sky
And gave the brown tender foliage
For the cuckoo couples to munch
Danced in the breeze in gay with the song
Given all profuse fresh air in plenty
Now remains the stalk in height
No branches; no leaves at all
Ready to fall; but still hoping
To live; to grow; to bloom; to fruit!
How bleak the view is!

They start slaying the trunk too.
No other go for her; she is still,
But I hear the weeping in silence.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

WE TOO HAD A DREAM

I like to wake up hearing
My mother’s voice, tender and kind
We wish to be with our family,
Me and my sister- only eight she is
Too small to know the world
Still she doesn’t know the shadow
But the wide eyes of her show
She fears something always
We but wander along borders
Designed by somebody,
Some long years ago!
We liked to go to school
Where our classmates loved
Each other ; happy were we there.
We loved our teachers and schoolmates
But no school now, we to go!
We had a home, a small one
We were happy there as in paradise
Our sweet mom, the loving heart,
Our caring father, our good neighbors,
Our grandpa with a thousand tales,
But we lost all!
We got under the shadow
The shadow of hatred bloomed
Somewhere but spread afar borders
It came suddenly in the form of
‘Bats from hell ’ and  flare-ups,
And small but hot pieces of led
Shattered the blocks where we in peace
Dwelled into ruins in seconds
Pierced the innocent unaware
The hatred, the so called liberators
Are really disguised fanatic
Lost us all; lost us everything.
But still we have hope; a day
Will come; the shadow’ll vanish and
The sun’ll rises for us, the children.