Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Disappeared Cycle Magic




Maddy was a keen to be lean cycle guy.
People told that he was seriously sporty.
I called him maddening naughty.
With the zip zap zoom style
He was the master of girls heart. 

We thought that every life race
He would surely face
With might and courage
For he was strong
With nothing wrong.

On that unlucky day
When the sun was bright
The moon without light
He went joyously
To show his unique style
On the great road way.        

He couldn’t see for he was blind
Not by anyone but by his fashion
Time’s fashions always befool a man!
Unable to recognize the very sex
Long shampooed hair flew and ran
Into his eyes, into his mouth.
That leopard lorry
Came roaring in
Poor maddy went into its mouth
Maddy unable to say even a sorry
Took his last and final breath.

Maddy a martyr for time’s fashion!
Lived in extraordinary fashion
Died in poor old fashion

..........for....................................collins............... 







Friday, March 2, 2012

VALUE OF LIFE



Man afraid of reality
closes his inner eyes.
Fooled by inner blindness
he forgets his very life
his very humanness.
And leads his luxury life
smile,laugh
but not fulfilled
not done,not completed
even the very half
value of his life
Gets graduated in the man-made educations
but doesn't know the value of life
doesn't know the secret of it.
Goes to open every library books
but never open inner eyes book
which stays within him
To seek liberation it cries
To see the world it tries
But man close it
Shut it
Cover it
Till his very death
Till his very end.
...................................for.............Collins................








Saturday, January 21, 2012

Mother-God's Gift




you made me what i am
cared and blessed without any harm
God had sent you to this place
to accept his glorifull phase.

No one can win your position of patience
expect the son of heaven's mansions
your hands has learned the aim of nature
and lips has turned to a peace messenger.

Nothing remains in this world
to describe your endless grace
for from you comes all race
and from you they are mould.

A man without you cant succeed
even if his longevity leads
for even my savior Lord
bore in his mind that word....

..............for..............................Amma...........................

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Old age




My day is long
My dreams are gone
faraway from the days of today
leaving behind my old age way.
Only that bony structure remains.
With loose epiiithelia once rigid
i became bougainvillea
searching for support and aid
That roguish stick,oh it humiliates
it points out my weakness and languid.
my lanky hair and misted eyes
says that it's time to close the lid.
Now a carriage for lots of blight
with energy oil as plight!
No one to hear my voice.
Only to disturb with loud noise
about man made legacy
I stay within the four walls
unable to see
unable to breath
unable to hear
the very nature treasure
and think about heavenly pleasure.

..................for.................Collins.......

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Ahead towards the ray

Pale,lovely white leafs of pleasure
gave me an endless life measure
to enjoy the beauty of nature
and to praise my beloved creator
for the enchanting beauty it had
which made my soul mad.

Tender beauty from youth to old
surpassing all the mist and cold
wind and rain,hot and evil hands
of mighty creatures and mighty men
from days to the morning of today
keeping the secret charm ahead towards the ray.



.........for..............Collins...................








Friday, January 6, 2012

dazzling darkness



walking through dark shadows
is pleasure worthy and joy,
as it covers one's joharri windows
and reveals only movements.
But walking through the day light
makes oneself drown in dim plight
as it unbosoms the mirror of all identity.
Name,fame,shame it shows to the reality!
A flower which blossoms in dim
is always found on golden rim.
And a man fond of darkness
is always rewarded with braveness!
Dark shows tells to absorb all passions
and to radiate a cold breeze smile
which can render all human trail.
The solo beauty of mirk
which always softly smirk
can anyone make a simile!



.......................for ...........................Collins...............