A THIRSTY TAP

On that working day
I was on my path,
I saw a tap
A tap near footpath….


I went to the tap,
I tried a lot,
But condition was the same…
Suddenly I heard a tinkle,
A tinkle from the tap….



Tap was looking sad,
And talking with me,
I know you since your childhood,
I observed you,
I helped you when you were injured,
But than u never ever came to me…


Oxygen inside me,
Is become cover of rust,
Ah lovely treat from the road to me,
Lots of air and clean dust…


am thirsty and want some water,
Water is my thirst
and My life inside me…


I am supportive,
Supportive without
Any kind of support from support.


In hot summer or in winter,
I am here lonely,
But thank you to this road,
He is my good friend...


The water drops are actually my tears,
But I am one man army,
I have no fear,
That slap was tight and loose was its bolt,
I tasted the water with the salt….

DEATH'S DESTINATION

Hunger was the reason,
I think,
Hunger was the killer…



That scene was painful,
And painful was the atmosphere,
Life and death were looking at each other,
That was the fear in side the fear….



A boy lying on the land,
He was struggling and somewhat bend,
The land had gone barred,
The chilled wind was threatening him,
His life became vulnerable and
was begging life from death.



The pain inside him was speaking,
I am longing for life,
Death is longing for me,
Take me inside you,
Lets you and me become we…



A vulture was standing near boy,
And observing that boy,
He was looking very happy.



Boy was talking with land,
Open you lap,
Give me some space,
I want a death without pain….



Oh! Poor I am,
And poor is my luck,
I am not even able to count my last breaths,
My life is death’s destination,
And death is my life’s…



I want to be brave,
I want to be strong,
But I am without energy,
I am not able to dig my grave.

OLD CALENDAR

old calendar,
there on the wall,
quite without movement,
seems like d soul.



Asking me a question,
when i was born,
i was wondering,
a court is going on..



before i open my eyes,
i suddenly realize,
before i take a single breath,
punishment is given,
to be hang till death..



u blame me like anything,
when time was bad,
when u seems so happy,
than oh!thanks mom and dad..



i was your past,
i was not so fast,
ans yesterday u told me,
tomorrow is your last...

i gave u your date of birth,
i gave u time to be a part of earth,
i thought i should say now m tired,
u suddenly throw me out
and say ok! you are retired

POSTMAN!!!THE ONE MAN ARMY

When i was a child
One day,that was a summer noon,
I saw a man in green khakhi,
I asked mom who is he police???
Mom replied with innocent voice
Beta!! he is A postman....



I was impressed by him,
I was impressed by his gentle smile,
He actually distributes emotions,
so why we are callin him postman...



IN any season,In any situation,
Hot summer noon,
Or rainy monsoon,
The one man army,
On his way...



What else i can say...He has a bag whats in that?
Bunch of emotions,
Some happy moments,
News of sorrows,
Rain of tears...



But one thing comes to my mind...
Time is changed,
We are changed,
Society is changed,
Even culture is changed,

But what about that angle,
Unchanged painful life,
Unchanged is his duty,
Unchanged is his destiny



Happy moment...

60 year old postman was standin on the roadobserving a 15 years old boy who was posting his latter by mail..postman was laughing on his own destiny...

CEILING -FAN

From the ceiling of my room,
Someone was calling me,
I was wondering who it is!!!
I remain unattached to the Stranger...


Ah, suddenly I realized it’s my ceiling Fan
Looking so much disturbed and asking me,
What is my importance? And what is the relation between you and me?
I was there when you were born,
I have felt the motion of this Earth,
I am faster than the earth,
But I am still searching myself...


I was there with you in your sad days,
I was there with you in your happier days,
I was there without any expectations,
I explained you different Lessons...
I have three hands but no joints are there,
How can I beg you for Rest?
I have three wings but
I am helpless,
I can not fly.


I want some Rest...
I am not ready for any Test...
This wind is teasing me,
I am fed up,I don't want such life with motion...
I am not even able to see my hands,
I am not even able to touch the Land,
I am trying to touch my Land or
Land is trying to touch me...
But I am too tired...
My Destiny remains unknown!...


The day will come,
When you will cut my hands,
You will throw me on this land,
But I will not die,
We both will help each other,
One is me and other is land...

A COW!!! A HUMBLE MOTHER

God is great And great is his creativity...
And we are some defects of his creativity...
Selfish we are...

Mother ..
respected mother thats what we say right??
but then how are we ignorant to her sufferings,
COW,how many times have you called her mother,
Mother of all,
the one who nourishes us all .


That was a hot summer noon...
Our mother was sitting on the footpath...
Oh!! hotest day that was...
i looked at herher eyes were full of tears
and the gaze full of questions!!

She was groaning....
She asked meHow can you not see it
Your father beating your mother
I was confused,Ah,then i realised....
The farmer ofcourse,he is our father.

What wil you do If your mother is hungry...
If your mother has to eat refuse of the kitchan...
What will you do my child??
Son i need your help...
I am not asking for food,
But please dont be so rude...


Oh humble...
Helpless mother...
and poor humanity
I was speechless and still i am..
May be you too ....

Friend lines written by me Are true of not...
Better you ask your self...
Sympathy is not required
I need help
Friends if we can not be good,
We should not be so rude...


Happy moment[:(]
A cow was eating a plastic bag
Which we use to store her milk

MY WORDS!!!RAYS OF LIGHT

i m at my desk..
thinking..still thinking..
the window is trying to open
like a bird from d cage..
a fan is telling me
that m around u and observing u..

heaven..
heaven in my eyes..
heaven in my words..
heaven in my breath..
when i started writting
my paper was dry
ink was wet..

time played its role

now m at my desk..
my paper is wet and eyes are dry....
my words was telling me to cry.
i was thinkin my eyes was dry.

m stone,
i was argueing
i m stone and a stone never cry..
my words was argueing
that water falls from the stone
so a stone sometimes cry..

next moment was awesome,
words are now telling me
never say "WHY"
never say "WHY ME GOD"
"ALWAYS SAY "TRY ME GOD"

"SALE-2020"!!!SALE OF HUMAN ,A SALE OF HUMANITY

Last evening
I got a mail,
The mail was about
a "SALE"
"SALE 2020"....



The information discribed in that mail,
Products selected for that "SALE"
I was shocked when reading that mail,
I m also a product of that "SALE"


Buy 3 man get humanity free
Buy back offer will also available
And civility will be so coastly...


Buy 3 politician get
1 corrupt county free,
Democracy will become outdated
It will become a populer legend
Dictatorship will be new tradition
We will provide you the latest adition...


Discount will be available on prestige of woman
Discount will be available on fresh oxygen
Discount will be available on pure drinking water
Discount will be available on lamentation of orphan...


Posters u will get
"The movie "legend of mallika "is coming soon.."
"Advanced booking for the home on the moon".
Please be a part of this "SALE"
We want to buy you
You are also a product of our "SALE"
You are on demand.....

IN THE SHADE OF MY BLUES

A desire to express,
But i fear...
Flowers all bloom
With the rising sun,
Me despite being sunflower can't...


In my toil to attain
The cold heart,
I overlooked my sweetheart,
While i was in the
Shade of my blues,
I could not see
The light of my love....


How can i break All the bonds,
I cry to make others smile
Killing the desires of my heart,
I roam around being blind....


My heart and my heartbeats,
Me and my luck !!!
We will never meet...
I am still in the
shade of my blues.....

WANT SOME SPACE FOR MY OWN GRAVE

in search of the light after the dark nights,
in search of the moisture that
has vanished from the eyes...


fed up after hearing the
bitter statements,
in search of the sweetness of silence....


i am searching some faith in
this superstitious globe,
away from the crowed...


life has ditched me,
at middle of the sea,
i am searching the love of death for me....


i was the sole owner
of the big sky,
i am now in search of some
space for my own grave!!!

MY LAST BREATH!!!!!

i was at my bed
waiting for the death,
i was scared
that was my last breath...

death was asking
what u have gained,
i was thinking
about a death without pain....


people were laughing
beacuse i was unique
i was laughing
because they were same...

life was crying and
listning my clap
i was alive because
death need my help...

heart was wet
eyes were dry,
death was crying,
my soul want to fly...
and...
finally eyes opened the gate..
that was my last breath.........

BITTER TRUTH ...A SLAP

was at my window,
in my room..
listing conversation between mother and son..
a beggar's son asking to his mom,
where is our home.....
mom replied
look at that direction,
how far u can see,
your eyes can cover thats our home,
that much our home..


what is hunger
son asking
mom replied ...

hunger is reality hunger is a wish,
hunger itself prooves that"men" is selfish...
hunger is a fact i can see in your eyes ,
hunger is air from earth to the sky..
hunger is our compromise dedicated to this world
hunger is our destiny hunger is our gold....
son asking defination of "men"
mom replied men is dark
men is fact,
earth is god's creativity
"men"is its defect,
son "men" is reality"men" is devil's advocate..
son was asking
what is rupee..
mom replied
ruppe is god rupee is fear,
rupee is answer and reason of your hunger....
a snake can understand
but rupee always bite.
friends...rupee is a part of life its not heart of life..
our name(men) itself a slap on our face..
we cant make a home with selfish roots..we have to accept
its a bitter truth