I wished to be..

I was experiencing
Sort of breath
When your emotions
Hugged me tightly
Your presence was the
Very lonely reason
To go away from worries
But you're nowhere now
I stretched my hands
To fly like a bird
To sit on the cloud
I wished to be fish
To dive in the ocean
To get a drop in depth
But alas!
I couldn't make a balance
In deep and high.

An epitaph...

We're losing each other
You're melting in me
And I'm in myself
Even though I graved my pain
But the epitaph would describe
The memoirs of deceased love.
There is no inscription
Written in words or verse
But in the drop of tears.
The clouds are entwine
With long trees
To bless in the heaven.
My soul is mourning in grey.
All phenomenon is haze.

Cheering weather..

Spring winds come

Dancing back again

We and you hope

Little drop of rain.

Flowers get bloom

Leaves turn green

Trees bough down

Birds itselves preen.

Summer goes down

Weather makes us cool

How chilled brain

Wind forgets rule.

Will you...

Will you stand there
When I would be wandering
In a lonely lane
To fight with
My scoundrel thoughts?

Will you stand there
When I would be at a place
Nearby your home
To seek a house
Of mine?

Will you stand there
When I would be stumbling
With tottering stance
To take a few steps
To reach you at once?

Will you stand there
When I would be looking for
Your desperate appearance
To loose myself
In your arms.?

Warmness of days

Sun began to grow hot,

Immoderate hot,

No scanty shadow of tree,

Here I got.

The whole body turns

Into spasm

When sun smiles

In sarcasm.

I'm eager..

Frightful but exciting
A fly up in the air
The moment to get
A pat, to complete the dare
I was directed to go
In definite distance and height
But my vision is free to catch
Everything dull or bright
I'm eager to go
In the plenty of air
Through mountain, bushes,
Rocks and everywhere

She walked into rain

I and she were strolling on the road holding hand each other.

She- May I hold this umbrella?

I- I can hold baby.

She- No Sweet heart, you will be feeling numbness in your hand. Give me please.

I was shrugging my shoulder for her but with that, she walked into the rain and didn't look back.

Height of monotony

The combination of high and low

The perfection of dull and glow

Makes the scenario meticulous

And also life poisonous and slow.

The stairs go to the lamp post

Raise our voice to the mountains

The leaves of trees say adieus

To make every passerby confuse

Warming up is not in the air

No sign of even a fresh layer

Height of monotony attracts toward

We can feel every beam of despair.

My muse..

Sitting in lawn
And gazing vast sky
Is my muse
I pour my love
On birds
On flowers
On invisible gases of environment
I love
To keep myself silent
For hours
My hawk eyes
Feel immense pleasure
When blue sky turns into cloudy
When sunshine disappears
And rain tickles
I keep cool myself
Even though
Tears trickle.