Because There Is A Wall
Once we had been dear,
We could not stay apart.
You were then my shadow,
I was your special part.
Often in my glum mood,
You blew as fresh spring breeze.
Your smile could clear clouds,
My mind soared up the ridge.
But now you are so far,
I Can't touch you at all.
Your look seems queerly blunt,
Because there is a wall.
Is that wall so hard,
That can not be broken?
If your love is so hurt,
You can hurt mine even!
But your wordless blunt look,
Throws me to my life's end.
Do not break heart in piece,
Pure love always transcend.
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Hush! God Is Sleeping
Hush! God is sleeping
in some regions, in
the mind of minds!
Don't make noise, He
may get up, and His sleepless
eyes, may not recognize,
the entrance of Lucifer
in the realm of Eden!
God showers His rain of
blessings, but, if He turns
His face, Satan may usurp
us from the thrones of love!
Hush! God is sleeping--
Let God take rest, in the
coolest zone of our hearts...
He is tired of the burden of
this sorrowful world!
Until He gets up, keep awake
your conscience, the milk
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Long, Long, Long, Long Ago
Long, long, long, long ago,
There lived a man named Santiago
He loved to play his pipe day long,
By the rivulet and hill along.
The tune of the pipe filled the air,
Nature the listener, human a rare!
With its melody danced the trees,
The brooklet stopped going freeze.
The sky remained azure always,
The Sun could not withdraw his rays.
He had nothing to have there,
Squirrels cracked nuts to share.
The song birds singing moved around,
Keeping in pace with his lovely sound.
Happy was the man Santiago,
He lived there long, long ago.
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Coming Rain Coming
Over there from the forests,
Of the Oak trees....
Coming, coming the troop
Of rains with heavy breeze.
Charging like the troops
Of soldiers coming so fast.
The clouds heavy with water,
Have burst atlast.
They are coming from,
The north hills, coming to my place.
The trees around my house,
Are now waiting in embrace.
They waited long to have bath,
Under the shower of rain.
In heat and in dry dust,
How long can they remain?
Branches are nodding their,
Heads, signing, come o rain soon.
After such a scorching heat,
Come as God's boon! .
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I Feel Like....
I feel like dying dying
Dying without you,
To leave this body,
To take a new.
It's not that I
Hate this night;
It's not that I
Have lost my right..
But I'm dying dying
Dying without you
To leave this present
To embrace a new.
None will mourn here
No heart-break;
No swan-song,
Not one inch's shake..
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Road To
You never know the road to
love mingles with which great
path, or the end of the blind
alley of hatred is blocked
for ever by a wall of aversion!
I don't know what hatred is,
how to humiliate the son of
God! Even, I can't hurt a sinner,
as I hate the sin, not the doer.
Your path is not like mine.
You are a black-hole which
can exploit emotion in its
endless cavity of hollow soul.
If I go near you I'll lose
myself in utter darkness.
You will be pulling me inside,
to eat my entity, my spirit.
I won't be ever near you.
That's my final decision!
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The May Flower Tree
I was walking lone there,
Where we once had been.
I sought the house we lived in,
In the lush lush green.
Perhaps inmates out, I thought,
As none I could see.
She has been haunting ever,
Where's May Flower Tree?
Looked around and discovered,
Ah! she lost her grace!
Hugged her with my eager hands,
Alone at that place.
Touched her old bark earnestly,
Felt the touch of past.
Childhood cried in deep deep pain,
Days crept in we passed.
Suddenly the tree turned green,
The Sun shone brightly.
I saw the May Flower Tree,
An emblem of Infancy!
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For Whom My Heart Rings?
When I was a kid,
I couldn't live
without my mom.
I was eager to hold,
my mom's loving arm.
I loved to have,
caress from my dad
when he was at home.
I cried a lot, when
he went to roam!
Then I grew younger,
Left for study my house.
So, I spread myself out.
At school, in college,
My feelings did sprout.
Then I got in my
lovely married life,
And gifted with a child.
My emotion thus got condensed,
as restless becomes mild.
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Sand Dunes
Stretched far and wide,
Are the piles of sands
The waves of wind creates
Thousands at a time and
Thus recreates another with
The strong sway, making fool
The beholder mingles one
With the other, I look for
The first one, lose the second
Third and innumerable...
Turns the number, but
None to be mine one and
Only sand dune, my footprint
Runs to be one with the other,
Gets nothing, only a whirling,
A very clear whirling of sand
Breaking one after another into
Gulleys and again into dunes.
I also turn to be a dot, in the
Sea of sand, a mere dot!
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Which Costume Do you Put On?
Which costume do you put on?
A wolf's skin in human body,
or, you are a fox under skin of lion?
or a mere, fun-loving buddy?
They say you are Vampire
with sharp Canine set of tooth.
you suck blood with fire! ! ! !
They say, you are enemy of truth! ! !
Every sec you change your costume.
Truth gets twisted in your tongue,
You have in your heart thousand room,
and there tune of falsehood is sung!
Do not invite me to be guest there.
I'm afraid of your kind of hollow-man.
I like to stay innocent and fair.
Rather, I'll stay away, so far I can!
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