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Golden Kisses!
Golden Kisses!
Not so rich a family.., but with a cute little girl all so lovely.
one time mother goes sick, not many to come and help,
sweet little girl does all her prayers with so much hope!
wishing her mother would recover by Christmas day,
thought of a present, to see her Mom happy and gay!
prepares the gift and wraps-up in a wonderful cover,
hoping for the X-mas day to arrive sooner!
watching her daughter wasting expensive paper,
Mom did not think twice to scold her!
there comes the day, little girl offers Mom her gift,
opening the pack, Lady goes harsh again, in a swift!
young one used all the Golden paper for an empty box? ,
Mom couldn't think of any, in all this fix!
asks the girl 'What for an empty as a present? ',
shouting at the tiny, who is crying almost!
'Its not empty Mama, I blew a whole lot of kisses in it,
until it went full, with all my good wishes for you too in it! ! '
In utter shame Mother hugged her little Angel all at once,
also with a joy went on crying, drenching her Damsel in kisses immense!
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Power Of Nature!
when the dreams die on..
am I seeing a new beam?
is it a treat of nature..
like something to make ourselves nurture?
is it a sign from within depth,
to hold ourselves on a faith?
saying that we are ever eternal..
and not to be too fast to make it a final?
as a streak that substantial we are here,
and having no power to wade it all in any fear!
we stay here as long as as we have to..,
to make all the deals in all their fertile ways to get to!
is it the power of nature again..against us,
repeatedly telling us to not to make a fuss!
wonder why we often fail of this truth..,
even when we feel it often in our depths of Hearts!
why not we tend to submit to this all,
to make the nature of it all to work for itself?
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Nature's Way! !
Student Camp on its tour of Nature,
walking along a coast in their leisure.
remembering the Nature's wonders in many,
comparing to the lessons they had in botany.
crossing by a turtle nest almost camouflaged,
amused, a student, looking at a baby lone and stranded.
not heeding to the words of the leader,
went on helping the baby turtle to the water.
group walked ahead, feeling happy for the deed,
only to turn back to the loud cry of gulls behind!
scores of babies running berserk on their way,
getting picked by the gulls as easy prey.
is all for nobody's guess, what went wrong,
that, 'the baby acting only as a watch-dog! '
its move, signal for the siblings in wait,
'its all safe and good now, right time to go wet.'
simple mechanism so built-in, its all in 'Nature's way',
let's not meddle-in, better we stay away.
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Life's Rhythm!
Seems like I am in a brisk pace of risk!
not sure anytime I liked challenges,
for all my honest longings!
like I know not myself to put,
may be hardly have any clue of life yet!
surely so open for the life always,
never was with such surprising eyes!
looks like it is an eternal search,
as I never wanted to make a breach!
Sometimes I don't know what I am,
for, never have felt the life's realm!
still I promise that I never felt any storm in extreme,
as I never cause any harm even in my dream!
for, I just watch the life and learn,
unlike many others may fetch it in whole and turn-in!
So, I feel that I still have to learn,
...so that I might be with others in tune!
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Sweet Storm!
The storm was so wonderful..,
so much that it made me blissful!
never know what it is like a daze,
may be as I always lived in my own cage!
was such a storm for all to wait,
is making it all now almost straight!
a feel nothing of bad,
but something as a needy rude!
the winds were so calm,
the beginning with such a claim!
the end sure was a sweet storm,
now making it all get a reform!
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Of Barren Lands And Deserts! !
seems like I am getting drawn to
the beauty of barren lands and the deserts,
as fiercely as I go in my best efforts
to dry-up every drop of love that never quenches my thirst!
the pain is getting so dry,
I am getting in love with the dryness!
eagerly waiting for a sharp and cold knife
to rip me off..still standing there to fight it off,
so that it just melts down
and then dries-up.. then find my dryness to go ahead! !
coldness is enough.. this coldness
is so enough.. I got so frozen-up,
as much as my wishes and pleads for love!
find no warmth in these
cold hearts.., no warmth,
all good now to go find my place
in the scorching heats,
get burned and be happy
spreading the warmth like Sun,
to every coldest of the hearts,
that might freeze another heart, otherwise!
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Still A Beauty!
Twist your lips.. twitch your eye-brows,
still you are a beauty!
change your mind.. and be as adamant, .
still you are a beauty!
Mince your words.. and make me convince,
still you are a beauty!
get me in your argument..and make me repent,
still you are a beauty!
give a big explode.. and make me plead,
still you are a beauty!
give me not any more time.. till I become sublime,
still you are a beauty!
Say it a quit.. and make it in earnest,
still you are a beauty!
make that final writ.. that we don't fit,
still you are a beauty!
for, you are a SURE beauty.! !
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Sense Of Your Silence!
the moment you went away,
leaving me in this silence of defy!
was such a torture as it began,
were no times in the rest of my run!
went on trying to hold on,
much easy now, not to let you know what goes on!
the pace was increasing on,
more of you in thoughts in a way of submission!
never know I could learn so much in your silence,
but all proving with your eerie promise!
a sincere respect for you and for your silence,
all is working now like a fragrance!
Still I wouldn`t say it is my retreat,
..for, it can never be a honest treat! !
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Between Mis-Match!
Between challenged and away,
Punished at a throw,
ethics and endless,
Between rules and ruthless
Pain and pathetic
wishes and delivers
Between watch and mis-match
your eyes burn away..
only find ends of streets
...edges of society.
Doves of strangers as hell
rangers on your heels
posing as angels, you turn away
not any challenge.., No! !
looking at the sky, stars shy away
smiling behind shades of clouds
So long you defy, end is only a back
hands pained stretching for you..
stand on a shore look at the void
nothing but Waves of Pain.. evades!
waves rolling on feet… kiss them away gentle
sounds of waves, …spare them for a cry!
come back in a swift..!
down here or when there..
no more lyrics of pain left for you..
rains of Pain never stop,
you drench in your own!
ended a fool, listen it not again,
gather a soul n be back,
still u have a seat here!
Come back in a swift..!
no more lyrics of pain left for you..! !
Steal the roar of waves,
…spare that for your cry,
Stealth as much dry!
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Off From Our Lands!
know not why we ran away from home lands,
know not how to fit in the new lands!
in the depths of our hearts still there must be a beat,
that no one cares to understand or to repeat it!
it is only we feel the pain of it all,
yet.. it is all hard to find some one to make it full-fill!
we are lost nomads from home lands off a cause for sure,
but surely were not on our way to conquer!
still holding on those lost strands of that culture,
we sure have so much to offer in all this mixture!
give us a little space too here, of a life,
for we never really make someone unsafe!
seems like in the very nature of our ancestral culture,
just to make sure that every life gets it's nurture!
(in respect to Roma and their history)
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