YOUR EYES

So profound your eyes, my view

Reaches never !

So cosmic and azure

Like ocean; like the sky in sapphire

With bright sunshine

Bluish, like deep-sea, no spots

But tides; oh! Heavy

And profuse with farthest

Ebb and surge

And horizon beyond my reach.

Seeing your oceanic eyes

I feel rapture

Like the first drop of rain

After a long and lengthy summer

With heat and thirst.

Feel at times resembling a valley

Unknown; overflowing silver moonlight

Like the firmament in evening

With stars blinking

And constellations whisper

Nothing but loving murmur.

Oh! Mine poor soul believes in vain

It all with your spirit in love.

THE SWEETEST DREAM

Flowers bloom around me

With your touch of soft fingers

Over my melancholic heart

And moonlight in silver spreads

Around my bleak soul

When the music covers from

Your lips with the sweetest voice

The soul of mine in desolation

Is lifted to ecstasy in delight

Whilst your charming eyes contact

On my eyes and shyness stretches

Over your face in redden

And I see the rarest smile

You grant in dazzling stones

And while your hands round

My soul and dreams

I am elated to skies in bliss

I see gleaming stars

And glittering constellation

As the sweetest scent of your love

In fragrance nowhere felt

By none through the ages

Covers me and your sweet lips

Touch my thoughts in love

But alas! It lasts only for a moment

Misfortune; It was only a dream

I close my eyes again in vain

Hoping the flow of dream,

The sweetest one I ever had!

DREAMS OF FUTURE

View those butterflies

In exciting color and in

Babble, the pretty chatterbox!

They never in gloom, but in joy

With nameless happiness rules

Feel they no worries, for them

The world is still in splendor!

To learn they go, to play,

To dance and to sing in group.

Hark the little lass’ prattle

In pigtails and in pretty frocks

Look the small boy in uniform

In shape like a mature

He is in thought and his face

Shows he is with earnest idea!

He is the hope of a loving mom;

She is the dream of a caring pa,

And they are the dreams

Of our future in whole!

Unlock your conscience,

Let them grasp your care

They, the brothers and sisters of

The loving little ones of

Your own home,

Are not strangers to you!

Don’t let the road to stain

In red by these flowers in glee

With your neglect a moment!

Vande Mataram

Vande Mataram

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.

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.

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.