Tuesday 4 September 2012

white flowers in my garden

White flowers in my garden

So admirable is my garden, even beautiful than heaven, in my night dream .                                                                                                                        My garden is boundless, and stays in the land of extreme solitude.
It harmonizes on the land of my heart which even angles doesn’t know.
I hike along this garden with my companion of white flowers 

My white flowers are so delicate and angelic,
that even the monsters will turn into prince.
it’s the symbol of peace and serenity
and when it blossoms the butterflies are overwhelmed

By wearing the dress of rainbow, the sky says to earth, 
“how your bridegroom looks like”?
The earth smiles and makes her white flower blossom
and says “you look my joy forever.”

I put the white flowers on my hair
I make a necklace, earring and bangles with my white flowers
It is the greatest beauty for me ever,
to were the adornment of peaceful and serene white flowers

The dove flies in the sky of my garden and gives me the dope 
I ask him the dope with great query 
He says the time is over for doze and to arise
and thus I wake up and wait for the day to end again.                                                                                                        

Left Behind For Sorrows

I try to run, run after joy
I try to embrace it, I try to gain it and try to win it
I run after it hurriedly with extreme want for it  
but it runs away from me, escapes from me 
I say wait “wait for me”, but it never halts
it moves on in its own ways
it serves happiness to all my thorns on my ways 
but never feels pity for me, never looks back.
I shout and scream, “Don’t leave me’’.
But still nobody bothers about me
everyone moves on along with their pleasures.
And I go on running and running.
I say have mercy my divine lord  
make me also the passenger of the ship of joy  
let me also be joyful “am I not your beloved creature ?”
Aren’t you pained for your daughter’s adversity and miseries?
Adversity is my fate , solitude is my destiny 
I am now fallen, I am thrashed away by joy
It disagrees to accept me and leaves my hand  
and thus, I am left behind for sorrows.                  

Let me fly


Let get all the devastations  over .
let the devil die and prince born ever.
Let it rain and let’s get drenched all over
Let the wet land be down the feet forever

                 Let me fly and by breaking all cages of  formalities .
                 Let me doze in my dreams of palace 
                 Let the rain soak me away  
                 Let the flying dove gets its destiny 

Let the kites’ gets wings and fly without its string 
Let the butterfly gets its greatest pollen  
Let me stand and truly breathe today 
and let me released from hell today 

I may not stay forever but will stay these endless waves
will be there the endless sky and will be there the immortal earth .
there will be solitude waiting for someone  
and there will be the lonely hardwood, waiting for the beloveds ever

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      I wish my divine lord to make my wishes true
make the dove find its destiny
make the kites fly by own
and make the hellish reality be over                                                                                        

If you Dont come

I never abjure the endless ways,
never deny the endless wait and solitude  
fate will adjudge the byway I will hike
and the way may be merciless to me.
I conceive there are two ways 
and I will have to chose any one of them
Both the ways are distinct and have different destination
One will take me solitary and another with my companion.
I oath will hike alone if you don’t come 
and will never  behold and never complain
will say cheerio to festivity eternally.
Will be silent to all the devils of my way.
I oath will walk away along with the winter and the drizzling snow  
I will spent my entire breathe with the lone bench but never hold the hands of devil 
I will deny to even the noblest man’s verdict.  
Without caring about my destiny.
My dear, hope you will not be late 
I hope I will not walk away so far 
I hope you will hold my hands 
I hope we will meet and the wait will end.

Friday 31 August 2012

The sound of lightening and the scent of wet lands

I stand in agony around thousands of thorns
there is no pacifism ,no amity only the everlasting hell-fire,
there is nothing except adversity and pains 
endless gravel and thorns all around me

I walk with my wounded heart and tears  
nothing lovely, nothing beautiful 
I search my heaven everywhere 
but I only get rewarded by stones.

My white flowers are dead in my hands
neither my flying dove with my dope
endless the walk ,endless the adversity
the dead sky and the dead earth

I am surrounded by the devils
they laugh in devilish way and scare me 
make me caged and I scream for freedom
but no one cares no one looks back. 

I lie down inside the cage and my eyes gets closed 
I see the open wide grassland and beautiful hills 
I see I am standing there looking at the sky
I look at my feet ,I feel the reality of abandon. 

I breathe, I fall in love with the green
I walk over the grass and walk over the wet lands
the scent of wet lands makes me joyful and attracts me heavenly 

and I feel like diving in the air

The cold air blows and I hear the sound of lightening
It makes me open my arms and opens my tied hair
and it makes over all the complications and
my dream was overwhelming 

But suddenly I opened my eyes, my beautiful dream was over
I was again in the cage, again with the monsters 
I begged for my dream again  and begged for 
the sound of lightening and the scent of wet lands.