Sunday, December 13, 2015

Books - Doors to World

Books - Doors to World
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I read books - it is an inexpensive
Travel, class, relation, life learning

I love reading books and more so
Love them in variety in my shelf

Dream is to keep a reference library
Books in wall-less partition shelves

plenty of books like google space
Know my tool though not that soft

No schools may create love to books
Life merged in books turns it schools

Blind is one with no love for books
Love for books makes them blind
A real book is enough to open eyes
Learning is Live In Fully Enlightened

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I am less a Metro Polit

I am less a Metro Polit
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In cities and not just in towns
I shifted long back to live bright
I had anxiety as landed, now on drive
on rail platform or air terminal

Early in village had loved people
Business chest in metro has all
Only Uniformed Polit smily face
Has no politeness not love around

Has seen my friends and students
Drive in cab, pay in card, film or eat
with no handy transaction just in e-
Meet none known or unknown too

All sir or madam by call with no feel
Against mother - brother - sister call
Cities are build of busy of business
No cool time for breathe opportunity

In metro no one asks price money
They pay as is femanded in shops
Dream of desire shifts swift in metro
Seen all that is around moves fast

I stayed in metro for half my life
But has not become metronomic
As my blood is still not polit
That is rooted in remote village
I love not town nor city but pure
Sarine village and JNAANAM in

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Artists Stay Young

 Artists Stay Young
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Art-work could keep one busy
Impressive Poetry of The Heart
Someone comes knowing you
To serve you and to share thoughts

When I locked my eyes on the art
I never knew it locks very look
The art affects your life and state
It makes mark in the artist's heart

Lasting painful unfair relations
Reflecting reality uncovered life
Need a strong heart of reasoning
Injured love ends in stupididity

Small and unended tests are life
No straight roads in valley woods
Wait for the flow, till it fills success
Downfalls are great, cute experience

Life is a river and flexible tree
Forgive Someone who hurts you
They taught you value of trust
Reflect only in love and not in hate

Talk only when one listen to you
Dont ever make to speak same
Reflecting on old thoughts to people That you make it as an art - silently

Fall in love with art that you enjoy
Art that makes you free, set to fly
That breaks your monotonous life
Hold your head up in dignity pride

Make your life that you wish
Create no regrets as you get gray
Your art always can stay young
Smart work keeps artist young


My Gray Hair

My Gray Hair
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A day in between black hairs
A silvery thread was noticed
That line was a wondering gift
Read maturity in wisdom life

Silvery lines a bit more in page
Like soft kisses of time in life
I enjoyed the beauty youth
Seen evening beauty of life

Now these old stories are old
Changeless days of lonliness
Last petal of once blossomed
Beauty flower is waiting death

I wish days are only dreams
Real days yet to come bright
Wish the ending stream starts
A wider river ahead is in bliss

Gray lines in full is snow white
Giving message of past days
Waiting future hope - rosy greets
Unknown gift - forceful hands



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Dream in Day
Dream in late night
Sleep bright
Sleep crossing midnight

Baby you had sweet face
Baby i traced high desire
Your joy of miles of walk
Little pretty miles to go

cunning you slept not
Heart creeped learning
Dread of exam broke you not
Heart filled desire for hights

Harvested youth in you
In your eyes and cheek
Your friends left yoh alone
You found your heaven self

Foods and films
Books and games
Meditated late nights
Keeping sleep away

Found your smartness
Keeping safe away alone
Late at night for being self
slept too little in early day

Hope life ahead creative
Innovative smarty you
Make you sweet asset
Rich enough in live-time


Abbatial Fall

Abbatial Fall

None other than you
Cried on my chest on a first visit
A graceful surrender
Swiftly breaking silence

Were deeply looking in my eyes
You listened every bit of my words
I deliberately avoided looking at you
Though felt you focused elsewhere

Was it in pain or gain
Distress or satisfaction
Seeing a ray of hope
Against the self passion

Your deaf-ears brisked my lips
Physically when u hugged me
Listless messages passed upon
Manas potential high to low

Reckless ocean got calm
on shallow shore it wept
Were you in beveled wait
Abbatial fall in bliss ecstasy