Yet, I am the strongest
In this world
By our principle of diligence
and strict discipline
The feat I achieve daily
Which others dare not to attempt
Even once in their life
To see this magic in your own eyes
Please, make a visit to our colony
Here,
I beat elephants
And make a tiger to lick dust
Laugh not,
Before you ridicule me
I throw an open challenge
At your face
And dare you to accept
As of myself to lift a weight and carry
Three times more than your body.
That is free from meter and rhymeTo express like a cascadeWhatever burn and boil insideTo erupt like a volcanoWith all the magma, lavaFire and silicaTo roar like a lion or a seaTo make an echo or to create wavesTo reach to an ear or to a shore of a soulI seek to pour like a…
One talk with himLike a best friendSecond recites poetryThird one gives him enough windBeing inflatedLives in a tree after flyingFourth gives him waterOut of jealousy5th one cuts the tree6th makes a net of evil thoughtsBut 7th one is a good oneShe cuts the string
I have seen in the facesAgony and pain of thousand yearsIn the corner of corner less heartI feel them to create surging wavesLike a spider nets a web one upon anotherTo reflect the sadness in my faceTo get the relief from the iron clutchesI take help of my imaginationAnd walk in my those fantastic dreamsI…
If you want to know mineThen go to marketOr to a house of a farmerAnd think that I am a watermelonOr a water melon exactly looks like meWhite green from outsideTake it up in your handAnd split it with your old corn knifeLift its heartIt is real red, soft and juicyOozing and tricklingWaiting for your…
I know this thought may harm meYet this is the truth I have to tell youWithout food of thought and without poetryOne can lead conveniently his life and his familyJust needed some raw bucks and some raw actsTo feed his organs and a little bit of titillationAll coarse urges gratified from the visual entertainment.
Perfectly rhymedFather saidIt is not a poemI changed courseNext fewI wroteWithout rhymeFather saidIt’s a proseWhat’s makes a poemI was in deep thoughtAnd wrote onSome truthsLike birth and death‘’These smellsLike gospelsPoem is like foliageOf your heartYellowFalls on your pageWith a sweet soundOf music on the ground’’He said.
