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Saturday, May 19, 2018

Poems Written between 1993-2000 (English)

Mirage

A fool named Lee,
lived by the sprawling sea.

Problem with him was severe,
His income was too meagre.

He did not want to work,
He was strong but a jerk.

Lee tried to add two and two to make five,
But this is not possible in one’s life.

People were fed up with the bully,
He used to rob them and flee.

Once came a wise man in town,
He was a holy man dressed in white gown.

He called up the foolish Lee,
Pointing his hand towards the vast sea.

“There” he said, “where the sky and sea meet”,
“You will find a treasure and plenty to eat.”

Dumb Lee set out for sail,
Nobody has see him since on his lost trail.


Death

Death is ultimate, death is formal,
Death is true, Death makes us mortal.

How can we handle such a thing,
We powerless feeble human beings.

Birth is happiness, birth brings no ill,
Birth is too against our will.

Birth and Death are continuous so why fear,
Live life with happiness and cheer.

Life is a process not so simple,
The world’s so big and time so little.




Dusk


Birds chirp and the flowers close,
Day breaks and the Sun goes.

Stars peeps into the sky,
My thoughts rise high and high.

What is behind all these things,
Who created us human beings.

Is all this World a fake,
Mountain, rivers and lakes.

The end of World seems near,
This haunts me and I fear.

Where will all the creation go,
I am just left with thoughts high and low.

Dawn

Flowers bloom in my lawn,
I face the first light of dawn.

A new day has begun,
A lot of things have to be done.

I forget last night’s fear,
The day is new and very dear.

Everything in this world is for you,
It is full of joy and things anew.

Leave the past and forget the future,
Present is most important for every creature.

Why shouldn’t we enjoy the World so,
And stop the thoughts high and low.

Nature

Wind blows and the trees zoom,
Birds chirp and the flowers bloom.

Glory of morning star is about to fade,
Twilight of East has its wings laid.

Cool breeze evokes a subtle anxiety,
Freshness of morning feels mighty.

Nature has so much to offer,
Men have so much but still suffer.

See the Sun has cast its first ray,
Awake, arise, its mark of a new day.

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