like you or me-
that it has been
so difficult for
a common man
to live with a dream,
When people at
great places
enjoy life,
enjoy name and fame,
enjoy power and previlages
although they seldom
endorse any dreams
Larger, broader or humane.
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A blind spectator of beauty
Democracy runs so smooth indoor.
During those searching years
Sans your shape,Sans your colour,Over the ashes-Of the pyre of separationOver the flamesOf my burning heart.All the memoirsSweet, fragrant and colourfulLike the springWere burnt.Flowers bloomed,But of course-Sans pleasure,Sans contentment,Sans fragrance! !
The air around
Moments ago,Became wetwith a calm silence,and was filledwith a sweet fragrance.He enteredher hall of heartwith a radiantorange robe,royal and brilliantin colour, and lustre.A mild and cool breezestarted to blowfrom the South,as if to thrill herwith the exotic aromaof love that emanatedfrom his deep, loving heart.
When actions break my legs
I feel, my heart begsto cry aloud, my voice to keep-my tears away from you to peep.
Tears rolled down,
The same hill, the stonesLarge and brownObstructing pathAs in those bygoneSummer afternoons.There stood the tree,That old Plum tree,Where you tried your kisses,The first one wet with shyness,The next ones dipped with passion,And above all the last one to bid…To bid me the last good bye,The farewell from my worldOf things sharedRoads, Beds, Beaches, SandwichesAnd the…
One day I met-
Walking swift, very fastAlong the railway track.I just moved ahead,Just to talk to him,As I peeped into his eyes,He looked at me.I just asked him-What a flower is?A dying soothing breezeSupposed to carry at easeThe faint cry of a girlOn her bed of death.Then I asked him-What a baby girl is?A foolish bubble on waterDreaming…