Bask Your Soul
Bask your soul
with the fire
which Prometheus
brought for the mankind.....
Your soul is tattered,
worn out and filthy.
Can't you smell it?
No, I won't blame you,
it's your cruel lot,
taking you by your
hand to the darkest
region of hell...
The Blue light is
around you, but
you are not scorched,
because, once one is taken
by hell, his spiritual
sense becomes numb!
Yet, if you want to
comeback, and walk
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I'm Flying Free
Let the clouds sway with the wind,
Let there dance storm like Nataraja;
Let me uproot my soul, from its soil.
I cherish to fly from this fever,
From the weary way, of my trodden earth.
I'm a spirit who can't love, hate
Can't stick to my hackneyed soul...
Take me away away from this world,
where hatred has Medusa's head,
And the Dragon's breath...
I smell my dripping blood.
Trust won't search another,
Trust, leaving nothing, no
Bones, ashes, the burnt blood
Nothing...I'm flying free!
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Last Night...
Last night, the sky came near to the earth,
and whispered saying-wipe your eyes,
lift your head up, you are the mother
of your sowed dreams, without you,
they will die rather.............
Soon, the moon with her faded yellow,
robes, appeared between the sky and earth,
give them tumbler full of moonlight,
They cheered and drank the light,
with their heart's content.....
From the dreams of the earth the twigs,
came out one by one to fill the earth
with the never-ending sweet dreams!
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You Come And.....
When you come,
why do I see the light
turns golden?
When you come,
the breeze becomes soothing,
and nicely gentle.
I don't know why,
I can't be angry,
if you show grudge.....
But, I feel I must
open my heart wide,
As azure as sky and large!
When you talk,
I watch, rain comes,
in hot summer day.
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A Fountain
A fountain there is for
you, there is a fountain.
It can't be stopped,
can't be, by any mountain.
They turned their face from,
me, as I keep patience.
I'm patient to your words....
For you do I have tolerance?
They might whisper.
I'll say, 'No, Sir,
I can't rectify him,
can't stand him so far.
But, if I can teach
anyone, how to love,
himself, to make him rich,
at least, in love half,
with him, half with world.
To be rich not by Bread,
or, by earthly gain,
by love's silken thread! '
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A Bouquet Of Flower
A bouquet of flower
lying under the feet,
I saw one day, on the
the Romantic street.
A little girl was crying,
it was perhaps her.
it fell from her hand,
and smashed under the car!
I asked what she cried for-
told she bought, for mom's grave.
But, the bouquet was spoiled,
and she couldn't manage to save.
The red roses and fern,
made the heaven once
turned to suddenly to
a lump of red flesh by chance!
My eyes filled with
tear, as I perceived,
my own melted heart,
is lump being perished!
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Something In You
There must be something in you,
That twists the land, twirls the sea;
Before you the world may be !
There must be something in you,
Which can change worn-out old things
Sprouting new leaves in dead trees!
There must be something in you,
From where seed of freedom springs;
Banning winter autumn brings!
There must be something in you,
Which has been gained by a few,
To spell all with anew hue!
There must be something in you,
To make you more than a dame,
Adds feather to cap of fame.
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To The Readers who Are Sleeping Now
My imagination rode on
the wings of poesy--
My singing heart joined
it with songs cozy....
The sun on your part,
is brighter now-
Do you know, the poet
awaits you, stranger though,
but feels an urge,
to make you all to gain,
his creation, which came
from love, from hate, from pain?
Who am I without you all?
If my mind weeps and aches,
who will care to give it
balmy rest if it breaks?
In the dark part of earth,
I'm writing poem with
strain and pain, with hope,
rising you welcome this wreath!
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Excuse Me.....
I swear, I won't write,
I swear, I won't fight,
I swear, I will fly,
I swear, I will rather die,
But, won't write poem again!
All what I said,
All which I met,
All things I hate,
All griefs I get,
Can't stop my poetic pen.
I return every time,
With my fairy tale-rhyme,
With my heart-felt story,
For poem's everlasting glory.
For my love, agony and pain.
Excuse me, my lord,
As I play the same chord,
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Crescent Moon
I stagger along silent way,
Alone, alone none with me;
The moon above with waning face
On galaxy's path I see.
O crescent moon, you are going
To be one with other part.
Just feel my pain that's killing me,
And going to stop my heart!
If you can see my far-off friend
In a lone, lone, lonely place,
Wrap him with your bright, shining beam,
Tell him that I need address;
At the end of your sweet journey,
You must be the graceful moon;
If you can have your happiness,
Oh! make meet my half part soon!
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