comes out of nothing

Be it of wood, be it of charcoal,Colour of fume is the sameBe is of strong, be it of weak,The sweat of both is same.Be it of lover, be it of poet,The pain of both is same.Be it of father, be it of mother,Blessings of both are same.Be it of brothers, be it of sisters,Love…

under silent moon.

Hence, I started to like the moon.Because I cannot count all the wavesDuring this lifetimeHence, I started to like the sea.Because I cannot count all the leavesDuring this lifetimeHence, I started to like the treesBecause I cannot conceive which stemWill bear the most likable roseHence, I started to like the fragranceSince my pen cannot write…

I won’t be able see the guiding light when moon is absent.If I compare your swiftness and steady walk with snakes,Snake may take me to the task,And I may have to run hiding whole day.If I compare your scent and silky touch with flowers,Flowers may boycott their fragrance to me,Garden will be a piece of…

against the cold waves

soul’s thirst diminishes

praying for the fight

The lovers heart bleeds profuselyYear after year and the world enjoysCelebrating and beating aroundSeveral roses are pluggedTo please the bubbling heartsNew hopes and new promisesThings will be same the following day…

all take the same air, water, food and nurtureyet some are happy, some are sad and some complaining?

check veracity

crescent moon at night

rivers flow freely