Tears Of Stone!!!

Between two consecutive rain drops,

From my heart to the foggy horizon,

My eyes are running and running only to find you,

As i have missed you somewhere long time back...

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I am a bee in the garden of your love,

Talking with a flower, my dearest dove,

And suddenly petals have closed the door,

And me an innocent lover died inside you,

Long time back...

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I can see you in my eyes when day and night meet,

I can see you dancing between my two heartbeats,

I can see your cry in heavy rainy nights,

I can see you as my shadow in lighting sun light....

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I want my dead heart back from you,

And you are still inside and beating too,

My heart is still singing an audible song,

We both ware right but the time was wrong...

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I am waiting for you on this dusty earth,

I born as your lover and will be in next thousand birth,

More you will say i hate you,

I will smile and reply,Your hate is eternal,

but my love is true,

I love you...

Scrag Destiny!!!

A water drop of ambitions at the end of a leaf,

Trying to touch the land,

Thousands of efforts and that lonely drop,

And one day land of hoe will sink in that drop.

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Waves of wishes and the wall of limitations,

Flow less efforts and those painful lessons,

Brighter sun was laughing behind clouds,

My internal howl was louder than loud...

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Tears of blood from my half dead heart,

And those nefarious jerks from this cruel world,

My dizzy life in the shade of my blue,

And unstoppable descry dew...

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But milestones are like reality of mirage,

They are motivating me and my vision is now enlarged,

My past is my future’s memorable motivation,

I am my very own discovered destination...

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I was minute hand my destiny was second’s hand,

I was a looser in the first half on this foggy land,

But now the second part has begun,

Lines of destiny are now in my hand...

Mosaic of dependency

Dependent Locations of my internal thoughts,

A scene I have created with some random dots,

Why are two souls dependant on third soul?

Why someone else is playing an important role...

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Organs are dependent on my damage brain,

And brain is following beats of heart,

Heart beats on the order of air,

And air is independently dependant on me...

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Love is dependent on the depth of dedication,

And dedication is secured by the clouds of feelings,

Feelings are dependent on the bonds of souls,

We all are covered by relationship dynamics...

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Dark is dependent on gleaming sky,

And those legends are dependent on the pillars,

We are dependent on god and goddess,

I am defalcated from a third kind...

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Why,

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I am a legend of my garish dream,

And I want some independent light beams,

Why two sides of my life is dependent on diagonal side,

Hands of my clock are dependent on other besides...

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Moon behind sun and sun behind stars,

Far is the vision not the distance so far,

Walk with my shadow is still dependent on the roads,

Revised recklessness is increasing with the loads.

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We are suffering from...

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Relationship dynamics...

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Relationship dynamics...

Negative of infinity!!!

Bulbs of confusion I can see in my eyes,

Moves of life and some unwanted surprises,

Variation in the distance between me and my destiny,

Some positive thoughts and negative of infinity.

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Boat of my life with some unknown holes,

And I am covered with the foggy clouds,

Goals I have set in my life for someone’s future,

And my internal gravity; which is clear and loud.

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Depth of my dreams I can compare with the sea,

And I am out of my desperate anonymity,

Waves of passion I can feel inside my heart,

Me and my respected shadow; Sometimes he inside me sometimes I can feel him externally.

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I strongly believe in circle of life,

And one day will come with brighter smiles,

Sun of my future after thousands splendid moons,

Will rise and say to me,

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Hey! My lord; my identity,

Live for me or leave for me.

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This world is a glass full of air,

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Negative of infinity...

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Negative of infinity...

As a poet !!!

We people always have some opinions with us…As a poet I have experienced lots of criticism…One thing I observed is people always think that what ever written is not sufficient and could have been better….this sentence forcing me to thing about something….One more experience I like to share…In your life you have faced this situation…If you are doing something different side by side your studies you will get enough criticism…When I started poetry people said what is poetry….Its a rubbish thing and total time pass…some of my friends said “DEVDAAS”…Means the thing is no one on this is earth can figure out the thing, the source , actual thing which is there inside you…You only can feel, can read, can see the thing with actual originality…When I read comments in mine or some other post like I can feel the emotions or depth it seriously make me think that is it possible to feel the same feeling? A poet or writer only can feel or achieve the depth …a reader can try but result will never be 100%...Different minds have different way of thinking and different way of observation…So it always some differences in the understanding of a thought…That’s it…