Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Hey Dad ..


In freezing winters,U protect me from cold
tightning my blanket which i loosely hold
Hey Dad,u r the one i evermore adore
pile of respect which comes from my core

At times when i am low and shed my tears
the colossus of your presence crush my fears
You navigate my path and make me to swim
amending my lapse with constant glim

Moments are there to cherish forever
amid i try to imitate ur persona flair
The lessons you bestow, i can't repay
imbibe within myself as my soul say

Papa..i have no hesitation to portray
that you have alwayz made my day..













26/11


Tiny kids were on the way
rushing home as people say..
suddenly all the feets stopped
as if those innocent souls were robbed
once more the noise haunted
canvas was about to be red painted

Fake idolators has come again
to play their brutal game
its not Taj,its not Nariman
its the endurance which burn
hell ! the dawn gone and dusk came
left us screaming whom to blame

We say us the mighty Democracy
sharing the boundry with hypocrisy
i say,infants will refuse to grow
if this the picture we want to show

Stand and rise to save our home
from the devil whose horns are known
lets break their myth and illusion
to fight back the evil perhaps the real solution....

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Time to do..


once a planet,lush n green
among d bunch,pertaining to be queen
carrying the luggage of human deeds
the aura of beauty has shrinked to brief
earth is drowning,people are mourning
but noone serious has shown ferviding

intransigent actions stick to one
migrating the life to less than none
tornadoes,tsunamis,hurricanes,flood
nature is transforming to ossified bud

setting the course of unknown dark
pasting on future a ponderous mark
am i a liberal ? sharing my draft
only pragmatic approach can fathom the craft

the lucid way to hapless situation
nothing but the word 'green revolution'

Friday, August 10, 2007

unchanting desire..


though the crimson stars were sparkling
in the unchanting vortex of cloud..
willing to distract from the eyes of colour
..and thn summer comes
and i am home again
thinking about the time i ran thorough
the rain..


to be continue..