Ambient waves of poem

Ambient waves of poem
Ambient waves of poem

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Saturday 12 April 2014

Mayflies



Fathoms below the surface they were laid
Long before the time to actually evade
On the rocks beneath the sea
Locked in the shells of the size of pea .
In their homes, for weeks they molted,
By the passage of time their number abated,
As snails, caddish fly and larvae  were captured
To savor the nymphs and get enraptured


Besides all odds, the luckiest survived
Molted again and climbed.
Frogs , Fishes and Trouts partied
For now the sally of mayflies started
Slowly and slowly they opened their wings
Hopped to the sky with opened limbs
At last their fear was allayed,
That was not what the trouts prayed
Now it was the time when the flies
Gathered in swarms to carry out their mating rituals.


With gusto, the males performed,
Danced and sang and flied along.
Expanded the legs to catch the mate
For the insatiable senses to satiate
It was the rapture for the flies
Mated enthusiastically under azure skies.


After mating , the males collapsed
No longer powered by the flaps
Illusioned by their victory perhaps
Lost their lives in the material traps
Widowed ladies fell on the stream
Laid their eggs in the mermaid’s realm
Their  trapped souls then left the cage
The vicious cycle set off  its stage

Wednesday 21 March 2012

My Bride

When at night,i'm forlorn
And cool breeze allures me out
My heart starts impelling for her
She billows up and hides herself in moon
The stupid air starts playing 
On the strings of my heart 
On which she sets a harmony
Through her melodious voice.

When i'm at bed she alights
From wind and flies
With her black long hairs on my eyes
She comes to confide 
And sits by my side
Stars and night swoon
As if she grants them a boon
And then the nature relishes
The confluence of our hearts.

At noon when its hot
Aridity is all what the time has got
Loo heralds her forthcoming
Her footsteps worries the sultry weather
And beckons the clouds brimming 
which extol her by showering
The enchanting view creates a huge sensation

I know i forgot to mention 
That you are the grandeur of God's creation.
When on wedlock day
Everything will be in zest
And the spirits would be at the crest
Adorned and embellished with ornaments
And blessed by pedigree
You'll dress up as my bride
Oaths would be read for us to abide
We'll have a great chemistry 
And now she says "That's enough of palmistry".

Thursday 29 December 2011

प्रियवंद बनो

प्रियवंद बनो  


वीर देश क योग्य निवासी प्रियवंद बनो ,
हे ईश्वर की श्रेष्ट कृति प्रियवंद बनो |
काला-काला अन्त्य काग है किसके मन को भाता ?
काली पिक सा मृदुभाषी ही सबको सखा बनाता |
प्रथम सोचकर अंत बोलना म्रिदुवचन का सार,
मधुर वचन है नहीं स्वयंभू जो जन्मे अपने आप | 


म्रिदुवचन रिपु मित्र बनाता,  
कुत्रिम विष सोम बन जाता |
तारक तमसा के केश बने त्यों
ललित सुमन की महक बनो
घोर तिमिर में प्रभा बनो
वीर देश क योग्य निवासी प्रियवंद बनो |

प्रियवंद ही है शारदा की सची संतान
कतुभाशी ईर्ष्यालु और आत्मश्लाघी नहीं देश की मान
कटुवचन, मद, क्रोध के रोग को इस औषध से दूर करो
वीर देश के योग्य निवासी प्रियवंद बनो |


प्रियवंद होना ही है चतुर्वेद का सार
प्रेम ही ब्रहमांड का शाश्वत आधार
कोई शिक्षक नहीं पारंगत जब तक वह प्रियवंद न हो
हरे भरे उपवन में ज्यो एकमात्र भी पुष्प न हो
कटुवचन के तीर चलाकर न दूजे को घात करो
हे वीर देश क योग्य निवासी प्रियवंद बनो|

Sunday 4 December 2011

poem of the poem

I was framed from
The deep soul of my creator 
And from the deep core of an endless ocean in his heart
For the possession to enlighten
The steady sleeping world
And to apprise and awake it for its rejuvenation.

I was made glamorous,accurate and apt by care
With Horde of words accrued
To echo into the world
Now it was the time when 
The bond of physical contact was detached
And he sent me as a father 
with the feeling both sweet and sour.

I gazed and relocated as harbinger
For fruition of my father
And tried to alter the minds 
Through my truncheon  "The text".

The literature witness for my transition 
And the world for being genial
From centuries,I've been proverbial
For my infinite forms
And I loose my existence
For service of humanity
I have always left my impalpable nature 
To change into nature,love and your life.