Heart’s nature, reflects ‘NATURE’

Find your match..

There exist the heart changeable like ‘CLOTHES’,      they are the hip-hop person,who entertains the most.                                                                                   From ‘good morning’s to ‘good night’, they are charged full.                                                                           Their lives take no worry..with variable choices, they are called ‘the cools’.                             They are never serious and honest..                      ..so, hardly ever complete any promise.

 

Second in my list, lie the heart with characteristics of H2O.                                                                       Make only friends, have no foes.                                   They mold themselves in accordance to situation,                                                                             taking advantage of time and people, is their thought and notion.                                                            They are not always cunning, may also be sweet and kind,                                                          Beware! Deal with such heart, with mind.

 

Comes next the unprectible heart as WEATHER..      seems cool now, and then can make you to shiver greater.                                                                   Pretends to be very serious and smart..              but simply, can’t easily gain any heart.       Unwantedly, you’ll feel the fear,                                better, in front of them, protective shields,one should wear.

 

Then there lie the least changeable heart like SEASON.                                                                              They have their particular and distinguished notion for every condition.                                   Very experienced and calm, the situational changes,they welcome and adorn.                                 Yes,can get violent, but are lovely as dawn.

 

Also there are found the persons with ‘ROCK-HEART’.                                                                            Have ‘no-change’ policy,                                                  their lives run in conspiracy.                                     Want the world to run on their conditions and terms..                                                                                          ..to others, they pay no concern.                        Gets weathered with time and never gets whole-hearted love and wariness..                       ..ultimately, all they gain at end is loneliness.

 

Life and Town

The day was yesterday, when I saw a bungalow house.                                                                            Huge enough, painted new;                                          but it could hardly attract only few.

The arch above the gate, was beautifully architeched.                                                              Boundaries were full with adorable light-lamps.     I stared and inspected things,                                  tried my best, and could find no laugh..but chills.

I noticed tall trees, green enough and shady.        The garden, full of bloomed flowers..                        but my eyes were trying to search any butterfly within the garden herb..                                                I also could not hear the bird’s chirp.

The marble floorings and wall tiles,                      amazed me for a short while.                                        I recalled me back from the distracting carpet, leading towards the door..                                         and stood still to get any clue;                                   of ‘chit-chats’ and talks,                                           but what I confronted was, only hue.

I opened the door and found an amazing interior!    Then, beside the furnitures, I noticed the photos in frames..

..ah! Moments trapped in glass. And hanged on wall..looked so lame.                                                      The bungalow was a huge piece to show..                     ..with no buzz, only emptiness, spreaded wide.       I didn’t feel any happiness inside!

Remembering the beautiful relation of Lovehood..we share…!

Remember your love ones..what you thinking..? Go and give them a grand hug. It will say everything…

 

Those eyes, I couldn’t ever glare                                       Even when they were continuous to stare.

The smile, which whenever is worn..                               ..A tear of satisfaction, my eyes adorn.

When one of us caught in hive..                                     Oh! How the other arm is always open wide.

From being the ‘most INTERESTING’..to the ‘most IRRITATING’ friends                                                        We share joy, sorrow, mischief and trends.

Ah! We can get distinction in giving expression, excuse, suggestion and notion.                                        ‘Sudden war’ and ‘sudden lust’ appears in “love emotion”.

‘Impatience’, ‘Insecurity’, ‘Imbalance’, are the signs of DEVOTION.                                                               Hope, it never fades with life’s motion.

The dream we grow, needs “OUR combination”.           To the question of success, ‘WE’ are the solution.

What I lived with you, is just a dot..that has to form a whole line                                                                 I wish in my mind, heart, day and night, you FOREVER Shine!

Here promises your ‘bestie’,                                  After death we’ll again be together as “ghosties”.

 

My eyes once more wants to swipe tears..

..Precious! I wish your smile spread forever, everywhere.

Oh! Let me cuddle you..                                  Remembering the beautiful relation of LOVEHOOD, we share..!

 

An Empty Gift Box!

   “Gift Boxes are more special than the GIFT. Have you ever noticed the ‘Gift Box of your gift?”

 Here I formed a new ‘GIFT BOX’.                                        For I can’t just wrap-up your gift.                         The ‘outerlook’  you’ll get as the first appearance             ..Thus, I try to spray all my creativity & love to bring up a lil’ twist!!

You should feel the ‘waao expression’..                        so the gift box should be ‘special creation’.                  Its my so..personal task, that I don’t allow anybody’s suggestion.                                                            I make it up, with my full devotion!

Here I am, Smiling BRIGHT                                               ..excited QUITE .                                                          But the DILEMMA is about to arrive.                         Not bad was the last year gift box, I formed             ..except that I could never fill it up with gifts!

What creation can I fit inside, as your gift?          What should I purchase?”, Gives my mind, a hard twist!                                                                                   Nothing I see like matching your gear..                                       or making my eyes blear.

Oh dear! I could never find that as PERFECT GIFT as YOU.                                                                                    What to leave? “Everything” I wish to give you.                                                                                         But I don’t know, what those “Everything” should be..?

I think, again this year will repeat  the last year’s issue..

I’ll fill the GIFT BOX, with part of MYSELF.

But, the box will seem EMPTY to you!

An Indian Daughter

Who that is, who has born?

Oh ‘Goddess Laxmi’ has arrived in and as a little baby
Her fortune tells,
She’ll spread luck, honour and will remove shabby.
We’ll make our girl BOLD & STRONG
With this,
Her room’s prepared PINK and toys included DOLLS that drolls.
We’ll make her interactive, so admitted in ‘Co-ed.’
But precious,
You need not to talk to lad..as they are cruel.
Since you seems so bright, child you should learn ‘Medical Science’
And that you’ve turned adolescent,
You should know, you have to maintain ‘CERTAIN DISTANCE’..
Wisdom, Name, Fame, I pray your door they knock
But,
Cooking and Household should be your prime job.
You are princess, live as YOU Wish.
Remember,
You should wear only that, which is’nt noticed.
You are your monitor, you’re FREE in land
ABIDING by limitations of ‘Bangle-Monestry’ on your hand.
Be so great..and show the world!
But, only your marriadle character will decide our honour.
Oh girl! You are goddess to pray
You must listen abuse, words & fear from flay..!
Yeah mother, I got your words, the things you taught, came up late
But, I have understood what i’ve been made..
Not the GODDESS, nor to make me a WOMAN in GREAT anyone bothered,
They have again made..ONE MORE OF YOUR KIND..MOTHER !

The Miserable INDIAN DEMOCRACY

Powerful People use me for their ‘dignity’.                                                           To the Commoners, I am ‘worst oddity’.

I declare ‘all’, to be at ONE stage                but I look at them, lying on different leveled staircase.

I thought, I can handle ‘Unity in Diversity’                                                     ..but what I see is, increasing diversities on new basis- ‘money, sex, and cities’!

I offer several rights, free to practice !      And then I offer several laws, that somehow threatens to practice.

I’ve punishments for bad guys who does bad courage.                                                   Ah! I am so impartial..that I also offer ways to them to easily escape.

I call ‘People’, THE MASTER & ‘ Government’, A SLAVE in crew..                but I till now doubt..to what extent is it true?

I exist in this country, where freedom lies..                                                                  to only those who have hand-full-of PIES.

‘Majesties’ who formed me, are now just on History Page!                                            I am treated at different level of perceptions by ‘mighty slaves’.

Today I am seeing, I don’t have any ideology

Though my existence makes you feel proud                                                           but you’ve made me for yourself, a Gout!

When you’ll realise, you will get no mercy .                                                              It would be too..LATE,

Hereby speaking- ‘The Miserable INDIAN DEMOCRACY’.

 

..When We’ll be Together Again

Which DATE and which DAY would be then..            How the SUN would accompany..will it ‘Blush Bright’ or hide behind the clouds..to stare us, quite!

I remember it was Sunny Day, when I had met you last..                                                                                 After that day, time didn’t cross too fast.

I know you, but I think, how you would be..               will you be frank? Or else hesitate..? Ah! I would love to see.

I’ll see your SMILE, and the ‘blushy shine’ .                     Static You. ‘Trembling HEART’ inside, I want to feel again this time.

I confront you every moment, in each day .                     But ‘that’ would be Special Day.

Old moments,our mind will rewind                              there won’t be any sorrow behind.

What’ll you wear? What should I ?                   Leave. Tell me, are you now a bearded guy ? 

Old or new look, all I’ll welcome.                                  For you should be ‘the same’ from inside.

Many people, you would have met these while                who are they, whom you felt to concile ? 

Your ‘Silver Watch’, is it still with you ?              What it showing..is our time going fruitful ?

I have ordered a ‘Pink dress’. I know you love to see me in that.                                                                       And you have to honestly judge..have I turned a bit fat ?

There must be some complains.. and a stomach-full to share .                                                                    It would be time taking to depict, what your eyes have stated.

Hope you not too angry, nor too sad u feel..                         I wish in your heart, I lie still! 

 

Me? About me..what to tell you, I can’t decide.

I just know, I want to REBORN AGAIN.                     Breathing now..life is in VAIN.

Oh! There is so much to tell  you..

I wish ‘that Time’ to surely come.. when WE WILL BE TOGETHER..AGAIN !