Thursday, September 17, 2015

Need Giver - Not Taker :: Always Beside

Need Giver - Not Taker :: Always Beside
I locked my dreams and actions
In my doomed thoughts and laziness
I have everyone to feel I have none
I want all to feel I am with them
I wanted me to shut in my own self
Inside my mind and heart locked in
At times I love to leave me like this
As i know I am enjoying being myself
Practical world demanded life
Reality blocked normal casual life
Solitude was to say life is okay
Against reservations I acted smart
Breathless was life when I said
'I am enjoying'; I was lying blend
I wish someone to hold my hands
Realizing that life is not so good
Though lazy; my thoughts are dazy
Burning my thoughts; always crazy
I am out; only on the feel; I am behind
Left far behind in life unsafe-unheard
Protected love costing themselves
Neither the lover nor you is happy
You will be left behind alone unloved
Love is not costlier than lovers ever
We need givers beside us always
We see only takers around mostly
Dont walk away from life; I need you
Race me and damage me if u need

I wish I write No Poems

I wish I write No Poems

Gandhari asked for sadness
To meet Lord Krishna in grief
Likewise may be I need lifeless
Dark cloudy mood for poems

Life is a mask that hides me
Consumes me; eats away
My life is an unending fear
Swallowing my spare time
Hide self in mood at times
Tears, I know; will rain out

Journey of restless struggles
stays the manas active smart
Alone when no activity around
Manas swirls-swells with poems
Manas is the darkest deepest
Place to hide and get lost into
psychological blows brings out
To creep up nice poems of grief

Subconscious manas draw hell
Past karma - lost effort blames

I wish and write LIFE is enjoying

I wish wonder days ahead
To take my mask off

Impossible task is to show light
On these poems; I shall wait long

I see someone who promises 
Saying your poem is good

Calling some one bright 
It is not to say self is stupid

When you call the other cute
It doesn’t mean that you are ugly

Some ones is in depression
Doesn’t make you in bliss

I shall wait; wonder a near day, 
I may be able to get out of mask

I love Rainbow poems; though 
I write only poems with dark cloud
Only when it is moody and dark
No shine sparks poems in me

I shall fill my day celebrating
cheerful around; no more poem

Thursday, September 3, 2015

Deserve and Reserve -------(((150830)))-------

Deserve and Reserve

Softening anger deserves pain
Poetry flows without reservation
Rhyming feels through minds
Innovation is beyond invention
Breathe demands air
More deserving lungs
Tightly I bind myself
Meditative slow breath
Flows life without reservation
Towards a deserving death
It is time to reflect on desire
Dream to Goal into Action
You got trapped in me without a key
Learning to learn through my heart
You loved pretending going away
Wishing and wanting to hold close
Motivated youth against deserving
Pouring hard work towards achieving
I have no reservation in pouring love
Those who deserve to get reflected

Lost you forever ((((--150820--))))

Lost you forever

Life has to move

All the usual ways
Pain fly over head
Unexplainable thoughts
Beside me he was alive
But today remains dead
Well dead - how to console
In my heart and thoughts
I pretended as if no feelings
Not much to give and take
Days that were disturbing
Sheltered together at Jnaanam
Desire and dreams built around
Sure known can't take life along
Returning to the parking
Fly to the nest with pair
Felt lost but had a hope
A day again back in den
Beside me you lived always
When you said 'I am with you'
Now when you remain dead
No remain; and feeling lost
I feel lost being alone with all around
Over my peg of whiskey and rest after
Had no feeling of meeting you that day
Now lost you forever; want you ever


Death to Memory -----(((150819)))----

Death to Memory

View blinked down as lost vision

Center of eye too had insane look

Closed or open - eye seen unmoved
Teeth grinning silent without feelings
Breathing was unaware of lungs
Quickly left control on medical kit
No haste said doctors; expressionless
Waited for the respiration to stop
Slept in between death and life
Story of life; kid to old age in thoughts
Glimpses of love and loss slashed
Smiled away memories around
Untiringly steps in death
Lightly flew-out feathery the life
Time to give off everything
There was a deep loss instantly
Lost on the way for the left ones
Affectionate wept and slept
Words of condolence dripped off
WhatsApp and FB messages flooded
Newspaper carried a small column
Scratch-less stayed on the next day
Cremation rituals spread its sheets
White wall memory on dark death
It is when together or alone for dears
Absence makes the memory live
What keeps stuck is the love shreds
Definite is death and indefinite is love

Cherishable Moments in Oldage ------------------(150818)-----------------

Cherishable Moments in Old-age


If we could cherish those incidents
Grab the moments from past days
Keep them live in the life ahead
not to cry over with reasoning
Practical and theoretical are not life
It is moments of feelings and love
Hard to hold on it for long though
Could cherish over it over again
Events of moments stay live always
Shaded memories too brush alive
Always not in finger tips or lips
But the feelings behind the love
Can't think or talk on matters of life
But can cherish and smile within
Moments that happened brings life
Realizes glimpse of them to cherish
Steal life from boring living days
That keeps selfish memories alive
Cherish of moments against worries
That is the credit in days of old-age


RAIN AT JNAANAM --------(150813)----------


Jnaanam is not the dwelling around
It is all within the inmate's manas
The rain that dropped had a rhythm
Voice of rain drummed my thoughts
Night had the dance of rain in silence
I know rain only knows what I need
Watching the leaves dancing on beat
Rain gave a calmness in heart beat
Thirsty plants got filled its soil in rain
Love refreshed soul; soil is as my soul
We took bath in cold rain outside
Like diamond from sky rain dropped
Touching skin it rolled out magical
Rolled feelings in my heart called
Arms open wide collecting drops,
Shook it out to see it jets away
Drum beats feel added to rain sound
Rhythm of life made it musical love
I admire and adore rain;
My soul want it; to live ahead
I feel to live longer; refreshing
In this soil; that quench my soul

Dream Portfolio --- 150806 ---

Dream Portfolio

Dream Portfolio

Kingdom is my body
My rule are my brain
Success is my manas
Acceptance is my pain
salvation from senses
Invaded other kingdom
Celebrated success
Justified my rules on you
You the trapped kingdom
Justified my success
You accept the joined rules
Celebrate the surrender
You maintained the boundaries
Curves and edges of my kingdom
Until the people around agree
Unbrush to face the portrait
Prayers of the subjects
Indriyas in queue loved
Unscrap the canvas alone
New subjects appeared in paint
My lost brush and paint
Encroached some land
I stood confused unfinished
Heartfelt portrait on canvas
Now the painter went back
Unable to paint in lost manas
Provoked on the invade
Kept the self portrait painted
Paint faded before it ended
Brush dropped and sat aside
Left the canvas unfinished
Finally indicated the lost subject
Overcrowded subjects and kingdoms
Lost my Destination for something
Likewise most people were in fix
Looked for experienced team around
When all lost and found helpless
Created a great dream portfolio


Ĺive In Fully Etternal ---------150806----------

Live In Fully Eternal

Harsh winter
Strange Spring
Wetting Summer
All the ways worst
sky shows sign of death,
I waited for one season to go
As the next one reached I prayed same
Made not my mood up
Either the frost or the dew
No flower remind me in smile
No silence nor songs made my day
Mother taught me
Keep the mood still
When the season changes
Say yourself "it all doesn’t matter"
My guru taught me
It is all in your manas (mood)
Violence to silence is samadhi
Eight steps in ashtanga yoga
It is all the way you train self
Love or hate
Too late or early
Wake up a new day
To say does this matter
Don’t get into the details
Look from far and feel cool
Unpredictable is the span of life
All that arises and dims thus is fake
Change your life with mood
Mood that brightens the moment
Bliss is wiser and smooth
LIFE is Live In Fully Eternal


Flower Petels - Flower Petels ---- ((150803)) ---

Flower Petals - Flower Petals

God made the flowers glow
Against the green pansies
all well coloured in bright
Sunshine strengthen glow
Wind and rainfall kept the bud
Waited for the sun to bloom
Stayed strong a day in fragrance
Freshens up the thoughts of all
The deep dark blooms the white
Only contrast that made it live
Perfumed the world around
Blissful they stay though short
Petals each are not fully leaf
Modified brightly coloured leaves
Corolla that fills flower dreams
Soft yet facing short hardships

Death-Bed Dreams ☆---《150803》---☆

Death-Bed Dreams

Sitting on the thick-hard armchair
Soft bright lightened poems born
Papers would have not spared space
but I opted laptop to phone to write
Cleared the spellings and usage
Backspace overused unsatisfied
Floor cleaner smelled the hospital
Thin light in rooms gave a gloom
Eye-lids closed and opened as the
Clicks of the clock stepped by step
Days on days passes as life turned
All that was in blooms had its fall
Burning death fear awakened me
Until the dark night gave way to sun
Staring at the floor pattern I drew
Dream of life to death in idle alone
Cramped hands unable to move
Gave no key-board option to write
Waited someone to pen my words
Who loves to read my poems alone?
All alone these days I stayed in room
Old fan made my room not in silence
Tongue made no food request as ever
Belly flame asked to flame the stove
Fever is in and it tried brushing out
The chill body became uneven hot
Perfect I must stay ahead for show
Class must go on else I will be alone
Illness and pain is not the issue
How and why I am around useless
The days ahead too is waste of time
Let my story be ended soon for good
Fever fix in me with chest heavy
Dried lips offering lightest thoughts
The soft one that gave cold against
The heated skin around the neck
It's me filled on this chair on laptop
My dream and my poem unearthed
I need space to end before it started
It must live for my dream students