My first love

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 think,Does not believeIn miraclesNor in fixedNatural and universal lawsThe reason is inherentEnough in its ownDefinitionNature and nameBut what about the dragonSun who risesAnd sets red daily…The demon moonWho appears in twoPhases or fort nightsDark for the foxy starsWho play dubious game hidingAnd for lovers tooto make the magic what they doBehind the curtainIn the…

Or will they read my poemsYet they pose here, as if, they the staunch lover of truthIn reality they are not, they all bluffThe reason is that when I start to say them the truthThey either run away accusing me that I am telling liesOr resort to ugly debateOr engage against me with sick argumentsI…

And something which comes down over our head,Nothing wrong with these, they are all great and bigSo they are taken very gracefully by the small poetsBut small things of our daily life which we see everydayTaken by big poets and bring their intricacies in such a wayThat we cannot help but have a smile on…

When they are charged of a lieThey simply reject it or coolly denyYou or I may beBut a politicians never be stupidWhatever they say, we see behind itA cunning strategy

Take two steps backward not to acceptWhat life has given to me.I bleed into two hornsTo believe that war is another means of peaceOr reject peace to stop warAs war has terrorised meThe world of my life is cut into twoNorth- south, east -westI can not show you it openlyAs the weaker half resorts to…