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...............















Monday, August 8, 2011

Truely True



Long fragrance of love
splashing colour range dreams
with butterflys and dove
were done for my dear.

When the birds were flying
and the trees were dancing
i walked through the floral way
to find my beloved ray.

Yes i found the beauty of my era
and with a lazy smile i told
"will you marry me my dear sara"
ernest it was! my countenance were the proof.

That happy face turned to sigh
then moved away.But why?
my love for her wont she see
with a heart of compassion and glee.

Words were few but truely true!
shy may be or werenot sure
but why to hurt my little soul
with percing looks of an owl.


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

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

That lady in the bus




I got inside a busy bus
crowed with crowned creatures
hot and rot air made me sick
suddenly!i heard a child's cry
and turned and saw a beauty
with an angel in arms.

Her face was full of radiant shine
with a glossy lips like ruddy wine
and her hair which flew in the air
gave an aroma of wild fruits.
i gazed at her charm for a while
and went to a wonder land of thoughts.

travel thoughts always entertain
as they cover all travel stain
by pouring it's magical spells
to all magnificent ranges of vision.
and my thoughts tookup that beauty
as a wonderful element in reality.

thoughts ran and crawled in mind
like a thread which couldnot be wind.
her age!younger to become a mother
her own child?yes the resemblance
but why isn't any calming voice
coming to console her child in the noise??

like the lighting , the gaint shout
of the fees fetcher came
to make all other noises out.
"dont  you have tongue?stop the child's cry!"
silence...with tearful eyes she moved
her hands to express , to try.

the beautiful had no sound!
her emotion,her passion
only the searcher of heart knows!
everymere humans ignore and goes
to worship the same searcher
who knows everything , everything.


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

Friday, July 1, 2011

Glee seeker



Grassy green leafs to the watery walls of trees
dirty day streets to the sticky swollen corps
i went searching for a misssing glee
which went before i became a rose.

impossible to find i sat and then came silence
offering protection against all mystic violence
and embracing it was my only way
to find that immortal glee ray.

silence taught me the secret of beauty.
beauty sang and filled my wiry heart
with secret of truth and fraternity
and they became my companions of all sort

with them i saw my missing glee
and found it's mighty secret too
that it lies in heart unable to see
and gets it's sight with sane attitude.


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

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Eyes




In a proud poster she stood
And gazed with her laser beam eyes
Then searched something in her case of wood
Ignoring me as if i were mice.

I wanted to catch her attention,
But i was on the otherside of station
Far,faraway from her musk scent
A mesmering scent that came and went.

That green light t could not tolerate.
It stopped the graceful way that fascinates
An engine came crashing in,
Ruining my optical communication that could win.

Then saw her through a compartment gap.
Eh!the train pulled out in a zap.
I thought this game had won.
"Oh no,it was my train that had gone!"

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