Poetry in April #Poem 7

I dragged him
By flap of his collar
Buried him
Inside pages of my book

He rattled on
To draw my attention
I stared briefly
At his script

He rolled into lit
Explored
Full range of words,
Monstrous words
Cynical words
Chocolatey words
Buttery, slippery words
Words that rhymed
Twisted without reason
Till cul-de-sac
He was a great raconteur

I fell into his trance

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Poetry in April #Poem 6

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Today
I walked into your home
Barefoot
On pristine clear floor

I see
You have swept away
the murk
Of misunderstandings

The filtered sun rays
make beautiful designs
on the wall

There are no more
memories
of pain

just you and me, let's play scrabble 

Today

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Poetry in April #Poem 5

He said she was sleeping
She said she was Not
He said she was dozing
She said she was Not

Evening was Spiritual Advancement
On reaching ultimate Goal
Complete silence in Auditorium
Just words 'Science of Soul'

Eyes closed, she listened
floated under clouds alone
Smelling fragrance of mighty words
Plucking powerful quotes

He sat, folded arms,
Watching her
Like a troll

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Poetry in April #Poem 4

I am flattered by

Your phone call
in the middle of night just because
you had a bad dream

Your courage
to stand by my side
when you saw me bleed

But I never wished
that you break off all your bridges
just to be with me

The knots of friendship
are tightened
when the ropes of love are stretched

Beyond you and me...

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Poetry in April #Poem3

I couldn't help sneaking
into your life
Stealing the words
that kept me alive
Words that uplifted me
Words that tickled me
Words that steered me
towards warm sunshine

But, now that you have
bolted your door
shut me out
i am beginning to explore
some other insights.

There are tons of useful words
within my own mind

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Poetry in April #Poem2

Looking at your food pictures
I drool
I know you are going places
without me

May the Cheese turn sour
Your chicken roasted but charred

Sauces, salads, soups,
Slurrp!

They turn me green with envy

Here I sit in a lonely room
Eating just dhal and Roti.

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Poetry in april #poem 1..Friends Marked safe

I have scanned the facebook pages
Several times today
All other friends marked safe
But I still await
Hope they find you
under debris
By the end of this day

Hungry Limping Man

For no fault of his

He hobbled on one foot

From one car to another

Asking for alms

'Karma' they said.

Not batting their eyes

They turned their face

In other direction

Drove off out of sight

Hungry limping man

He waits patiently

On lonely streets at traffic light

Waiting for kind soul

No one meets his gaze

No one stops by

No one understand his pain

nor hear his soft cry

Far distance, in a park

A feast is on display

For immigrants who are hungry,

but have not enough cash to pay

Meat, rice, pulses,

distribute on festive days

happily by some youngsters

Earning blessings all day

A lady in torn gown, alone

She sits on a bench

Eating with knotty fingers

Thanking Lord for her brunch

Hundreds of people

All stand in one line

To get their share of ration

All have grateful smiles

But the hungry limping man

He couldn't walk too far

Just waited for kind soul,

one who would stop his car

Knew not that

Kind souls were distributing

Free food in the park....

Failed Tea Party

Sun is about to set
I wait
in anticipation
Its two hours now
tea has paled
pistacho, walnuts
have lost their taste
I mince my words
that hurt your soul
I hope your moods change

Do come around
to sip the last
drops of
cold tea
Lets start all over again

Careless Selfie

She stands there
Taking a selfie
Hand held camera
Just few inches away
Pouting and creating
Weird expressions
That could put monkeys to shame

She cares not
For art or for the architecture
Nor the beautiful colors
Of rainbow
Nor the fragrance of flowers
Nor the flight of speeding train

She sees nothing with
Naked eye
Just reflection of herself
On mobile plate
Unaware of the danger
Of missing a step
As she blindly moves
Backwards
On uneven plane

Taking a selfie
Is such a craze
Of sharing with the world
The brave act
Of being there
Done that
Showing the proof
On Instagram
Facebook
Twitter
Snapchat

She cares not
If she becomes
A celebrity
Behind the silent grave.....

Love Everybody

Love for dog
Love for cat
Love for neighbor
Who keeps alert on your private
Activities all day

Love for friend
Love for spouse
Love for housemaid
Who makes you happy whenever she reports to work each day

Love for gajjar ka halwa
Love for chocolates
Love for bhelpuriwalla
Who waits patiently for you
At the end of your lane

Love is in the air
Love has its own flair
Express it in which ever way you care
You may dare
Today is the day

Go ahead
With a red rose
Sweets
Chocolates
Or Basmati biryani
But

Say it with a smile
Happy Valentine Day

Hate - Useless Emotion

Hate is a strong word, 
nobody is born with this emotion, 
it is learnt with wrong assumptions and bleak perception. 
The poison of hate is so strong 
that when nurtured, 
it builds up till it ends
 in flames 
killing the very soul 
that nourished it..

love, on other hand.. 
is calm, 
peaceful and
 beautiful...

yet..sadly..
hate is everywhere....
ready to take weak within its fold......
feeding on ego, anger and pride...
building an army 
to spread.pain..

Gift Of Love

With every knit and purl
You weave a rug of love, 
Your thoughts revolve 
around person 
for whom you had wished the warmth
The hand that makes a gift
has sentimental value 
at its start
it may have cost just a penny 
but its worth is million hearts.....

Being Fearless

Being fearless brings freedom to enjoy life to its fullest.

Why be afraid of people judging you, 
Of doing things to please others 
At the cost of making yourself uncomfortable, 
Losing your identity, 
Your own peace of mind.?

People will gag you, 
take you on guilt trips 
if you give them power to steer your life

As long as you have your own judgement, 
your own presence of mind, 
your own liberty of doing things right, 
it matters not what others will think.

Being yourself is the only path to happiness......

Salman Khan Verdict

With teary eyes
Verdict they watch on small screen
Mother and son
Justice not done
When money talks
Demons walks
Who can punish
an idol icon tag

There are celebrations at home
of popular man
greeting exchanged
on glass of beer
new projects will begin
blockbusters and success
More money will roll
in rich man's hands

What a clever man
no sword can touch
if you know the tact
of stretching loose ends

long arms of law
are not too long
to reach the injured souls
of dusty lands

Being human
the least he could do
is upgrade the family
of the perished man

One Day We Will Have Residential Home For Mentally Challenged

Soon, very soon,
We will acquire a piece of land
in Kharghar, NaviMumbai
where we hope to built
a residential home for Special children,

With parents dead, siblings busy
They will have no one who really cares
Special Children
Forever they remain
an innocent child
with feeble mind
although their body grows
like stronger man.
Who will care for those children?
Who has time to spare?
Who will add smile when they feel lonely and bare?.

We will
We want to
We have a team who care and share
Sheltered workshops, safe envirnoment,
professional health care
The future holds good...
but first the funds.
without money one can never
realise dreams that are tough

Praying hard
that we are able to collect
enough funds
May Lord send us
philanthropist
who can help us
to buy that piece of land.....

Rain God

Wrote this poem when city of Chennai was paralysed by heavy rains

Rain God
You are one angry child
Who knows not to be
Within limited bounds

Few showers now and then, when shed
Is always a welcome change
You pour like crazy, days and nights
Soak up all comfort with unlimited range

I wish I could push your clouds
And steer it to some drier planes
Bring relief to those troubled souls
Who slept not for several days

Salesman

The salesman at the store
knows not
who the real clients are
pays more attention to a well dressed woman
in branded clothes
answering all her stupid questions
patiently
while the common man
waits
looking at each merchandise
evaluating its worth
does he need it?
can he afford it
the thoughts churn in his mind
against all odds
to buy or not to buy
with nobody to guide him
he finally makes up his mind
quietly
picks up the object
pays at the cash register
The salesman still stands explaining
breathlessly
the value of the article
to the woman
who had come
just to while away her time

Why Complain

We are born into this world to enjoy happiness and universe tries to provide us all...

the birds come chirping in the morning..

the flowers bloom under sunshine..

moonlight comes to bring us a peaceful sleep..

but if we still prefer to complain n bathe under self pity.

.what can anybody do???

Mobile Mania

When I stared at my phone uselessly
I walked into a different world
Saw not the world pass by
Nor heard the whispers
and the sounds of loved one

They were
anxiously waiting to converse with me

I lost the precious moment
I was too busy
in the virtual world
Of my own