Winged desires...

As years rolleth into months, as did days to hours; as blossoms swirled with the wind into another world at bay. Every dying man to his God, just one thing say. God just one more moment yet another hour a single more breath. give my hand a little more heat. That he may bid adieu Before disappearing into the blue The final Good-Bye. the last glimpse of each eager eye. The games he played, the friends he made. the penny he stole, the lie he spoke the lashes he bore. The subjects he studied, the notes he copied. girls he teased the one he finally married. Father to the children he had been, his own childhood in them he had seen. The Mary of his life,his love ,his wife, For whom he earned ,money all his life. To give her love, now to her needs serve. He asks his God Oh God,just one more....... .....the last chance one single time.....

Life's nothing ...but all a season of diwali chill at dusk and chill at dawn All shimmer and quiver adorn the dark when doth day-start,day-end The childish twinkles of a sparkler the explosion of ever-flowing youth the agile colours of fantasy; the serene luminiscence of diyas age-old the message they carry,the truth they behold, The sweet crisp of relationships the exchange of love the bondings that brotherhood cove. Life's nothing ...but all a season of diwali; comes with grandeur,goes with pomp Leaves behind sullen silence reminiscent memories dense.

D Doth skin maketh a poem? or does content do true. why do we caress macaws and flamingoes why not crows and sparrows? the treacherous ghazni, stole gold long old; A thirty and four times......still little did we realise A street painter could paint more sense than did pounds and guineas worth. what did not do rand or simon did a bare Gandhi what couldn't do battalions of forces, did a mere lathi Why do the Bible and the others atop the rest? said a local swami...........because the Geeta maketh the rest

I saw today two sparrows communicate they vented sorrow, they let out grief; T hey vented all that mutilate relief They broke all silence and made way through Nor through the woods nay the cannabis They sounded their hearts they sounded their souls They parlez love,they parlez trust they parlez sympathy that neutralise all apathy. We unlike them, Relations in silence hem. We nuture love we caress mate What diverge it takes,is that we don't communicate.........

Every person was born on the earth with a specific purpose,a motive the almighty wants to fulfill through our agency. Though it may seem hypothetical,but its true that an individual pays for his sins,that he is proposed to have commited in his past life. The very fact that an individual is born as a human gives us the indication of the lord's will to allow us to make up for our sins or probably reward us for our goods deeds!God alone knows what he has in store for us. whether you are ready or not,someday it will all come to an end.There will be no more sunrise,no minutes ,hours or days.All the things you collected whether treasuredor forgotten,will pass to someone else. Your wealth fame and power will seem irrelevant.It will not matter what you owned.Your grudges,frustations,plans & to-do list will expire.The wins & losses that seemed so important will fade away.Ultimately,it won't matter where you came from or on what side of the tracks you tread.It won't matter wh...

Weave a web...wound thy self put some pictures put up a hoarding..... that's me...? lift thy soul-bird, set it free..., let it fly... saying so is me...? forget the past and the future, just live in the present thats me...? God my master, science my slave Eternity shall govern all that's me...? all that is me all thats mine is not bound to be mine forever, I shall shell it out to you, Thats indeed me!

आओ ! माँ ने पुकारा है धरती का आँचल सजाने फूलों,पत्तों,पौधों से आओ उसकी मांग सजाएं , हरी,हरी हरियाली से आओ! माँ ने पुकारा है, हर प्यासे की प्यास बुझाने हर अंधे को राह दिखने, हर बाग़ में फूल खिलाने, आओ दिल से दिल मिलाना है! आओ! माँ ने पुकारा है, आज नव संदेश फैलाना है अंधेरे को मिटाना है, प्रकाश का दीप जलना है, मशाल हाथ लिए हमको आगे बढ़ते जाना है !