Poems

Once visualizing an old women and her pathetic condition, i wrote a poem and ofcourse am not proud of this poem.......

An old women on the street 

My attention drew on a sunday eve

to that side something though not new

stared I stunned to look at

a stranded suppressed squealing she

besieged by bugs and beggary sat

tired croaking in torn clothes that corner

an old women uncertain of her breathe

weak to utter eyes making the task

hand stretched for a grain to ask

the scenario every human's heart writhe

eyes dried like a summer stream

with no water and no light beam

her weal resembling the cracked land

bleak mane filled  with dust and sand

dwells sun and moon her guardians

dirt and dogs her companions

betrayed by person and GOD himself

neither heaven nor hell engulf

'O' GOD, it's said, you listen all them cried

unbeknown are your hands tied?

isn't she your darling daughter, see

so merciless martinet you can't be 

 

I wrote on essence of Friendship with a feel of missing one of my closest friends on a Friendship day during my stay at Digaru, Assam. Hope u like it....

Friendship Day : A perennial celebration 

This day you spring into my reminiscent thought

when my life's hues were elegantly designed in your company

those marvelous moments we cordially shared, mockingly fought

exchanged pleasantries and stood strongly in each other's agony

But the course of our lives changed tearing us apart

to grope for goals and settle the career fever

 and thus our voyage in different directions took a start

and we both perceive that we carried away each other's fervour

this strengthen me with high hope

and our prayers duly added, that we shall meet again

and then shall we tie ourselves with a strongest friendship rope

that'll bind us for ever nullifying this immense pain

All through the years and each moment  of every day

you were close to my heart and will remain till I unite with clay 

Hi friends, my stay at Amritsar, the holy city of punjab was cherishable, the assoication of 5 years with city and the temple ended last year. I wrote my feelings while leaving the city. Want to share with all....

The Golden Temple

Supreme divinity glitters here as gold

selfless service, sacrifice and sanctity behold

blissful humanity preached in message so simple

enriches any soul at a glance, The Golden Temple

  

A belief carefully and painfully nurtured by many a Lord 

pronounce, service to human is service to God

motivating even royal souls become serene and simple

radiates equally, hearts of king and common, The Golden Temple

 Elixir enveloped shrine sermonizes pleasure of practical prayer

purifies every devotee a drop of the tremendous pious fervor 

 A smooth transition of superior hearts to humbly simple

boons wisdom of self-realisation in repetition, The Golden Temple

  Obeisance here begets tranquility, patience, compassion

 introspection, a sense of humility and devotion

glistening culture of eternity, adoption so simple

explores excellence in human, The Golden Temple 

Deity manifests here in everything and every one

A perennial celebration of modesty, all humans to learn

heavenly power existing on earth, access so simple

                         sited at holy Amritsar, sanctifies the world, The Golden Temple                                                              

Y Ramakrishna