THOUGH ME A GRASS

Perhaps I am only a grass 

Living on the top of this hill 

Trees here may think 

They are taller than me 

Million , trillion and zillion 

But they are beneath me 

As they cannot survive on the top 

Don’t have me any fear on hurricanes 

Heavy rains or floods 

I am always safe here. 

Indeed I am the first one here 

Blessed with the first ray of sun 

And it is me the first get a feeling 

Of a feather touch as soon as Moon 

Appears and I am always happy 

As getting the kisses of Breez continually 

Decorated with golden pearls at morning 

And brighten with a silver crown at night 

I am living here as a queen 

But the world always calls me as a grass 

JUST TO SEE

My one and only desire

Ever in my life

Just to find the ocean of love

No greed push me to swim

Please God guide me

Just to see

The ocean ,my favorite Dream 

A WORLD OF HAPPINESS

The throbbing of time

Metamorphose the fields of tears

As pure stone

I live in a home

Built with these stones

No love and dreams

Attack me here

A world of happiness

OBITUARY

Once here was a river 

A laughing river 

A caring river 

She cooled our throats 

She poured Gold 

Into our paddy fields 

She was a playground for our kids 

But we cut her vein 

We cut her throat 

We stabbed into her heart 

She can cry only now 

Forget to laugh 

But I still remember her lullaby 

Perhaps it is an obituary 

To my beloved river 

MY MORNING

Enjoying the fragrance spreading from 

The yellow flowers of my bitter guard plants 

And looking at the greenery of my paddy fields 

Every day I take a morning walk 

Early awaken , bees , dragonflies , birds 

And butterflies always give me a company 

Glimmering with morning rays 

The pond in the middle of my fields 

Looks as a golden crown 

On my way here is a stream that 

Always rushed to the ladies 

Bathing and washing their clothes 

That is a venue too discussing hot gossip 

Among them .They always wish me 

Calling as Jann , though I do not like it 

The road is always busy with my 

Hi , bye friends , most of them are 

Milkman carrying milk cans 

The songs from nearby KALI temple 

Always break the silence 

The Kali temple is my destination 

I will pray as every morning 

‘’Makes my life pleasant and happy’’ . 

THE TEMPLE

My heart is a temple

Blessed with the presence of

God always

With each drop of my tears

I make a garland for him

With my sweet dreams

I light the lamps

With the carpet of my happiness

I welcome him always

No pilgrims  allowed to enter here

Till abandon all worries and egos

At the entrance .

ONE ,TWO ,THREE

Pleasing and pretty

Pebbles

The  precious treasure

Of my childhood

My niece Maya

Always fond of

Collecting  broken pieces

Of colorful bangles

All those we kept

In the toy home , we made.

On every Sunday

We made our toy home alive

With rice and curry of mud

And decorating the home

With wild flowers from alleyway

And counted our treasures

As one, two , three …………………….

But on a black day

My uncle shifted home

To a distant place

That was a terrible day for me

From then

I  played alone in our toy home

And counted my pebbles

In tears,as

 one, two , three…………………….

OH MY LITTLE FRIEND

Where do you go ,

My little friend .

Your smile 

Your tears 

Our little little quarrels 

Your plays with me 

The moments we share cookies 

Our outings 

All these 

All these 

Follow me as my shadow .

Oh my little friend 

I cannot believe your absence 

But the board 

‘’THE HOME FOR ’AIDS’ 

AFFECTED KIDS’’. 

Still I wait for you 

Oh my little friend 

Where do you go. 

IDEAL COUPLE

I do like her beautiful eyebrow 

But she plucked it and draw something 

I do like her beautiful eyelash and eyelid 

But she painted it with colors 

I do like her reddish lip 

But she always use lipstick 

I do like melody 

But she likes rock 

I do like family movies 

But she likes action movies 

I do like watching discovery 

But she likes comedy serials 

I am a vegetarian 

But she is a non vegetarian 

I do like cheap outfits 

But she likes costly 

We are acting as ideal couples 

MY OLD SCHOOL

That was a shed , my preschool ,

With a roof of dried palm leaves

A shattering and old one

The teacher there was

An old man with crossed eyes

As a marshal always has a cane

In hand to make us learn

Sitting on the ground , polished

With cow dung , we learn 

Alphabets , on sand

Yes that was our slate

We always wait for Neethu,

The daughter , purple eyed ,

Of the landlord in the village

Always came in a a bull cart.

She was so cute

It is she made my little heart

Dreaming .Little dreams

Oh Neethu where are you now

I miss you really .

NO SOLUTION

She is handsome 

She is educated 

We love each other

But we are from 

Different religions

Conversion is a solution

I will never convert to

Her religion

She will never convert to

My religion 

But we love each other 

It is a puzzle

No solution in front of us 

THE RIVER

The river inside me

Polluted and exploited

Oh my God , it is drying now

Without the rain of love.

But I never let the river

Be a drained  .

Hopefully I look always

At the sky for a rain cloud .

LAST NIGHT

The last night

Broken sleep

Mixed with

Dreams and nightmare

A journey

With a beautiful angel,

Holding her hand,

Along the milky cloud

Was amazing and thrilling

But Soon she dropped me

And I fell onto an ocean

That was a horrible

Nightmare

But again an angel

Appeared and

She saved me to the land

The last night was

Thrilling with dreams

Oops

I awake now

Again my boring day

OH NATURE

My morning walk

Up and down  on

The sandy beach

Makes my days

Pleasing and energetic

I always wonder

Keep watching

The Ongoing carvings

Of shallow waves

On huge rocks .

Oh nature

We learn all

From you .You are great .