Hello Everyone!

- I'm right now working on two simple poems.
- Will post them in the coming weeks.
- I've decided the titles:
"Don't Lose" - about what one must not lose in his/her life.
"Why?" - Questioning god about this ruthless world.

Blow away the blues

Blow away the blues,
Don't confine your mind with hard and fast rules,

Blow away the blues,
If you don't want to lose,

Blow away the blues,
Stop searching for the clues,

Blow away the blues,
If you want a cure,
You have to stop the bleeding bruise,

Blow away the blues,
No one can escape from their dues,
Before their eternal muse,

Blow away the blues,
Love is hard to refuse,

Blow away the blues,
Sign your heart with a peaceful truce,

Blow away the blues,
Get along with your life and cruise,

Just blow away the blues,
Blow away the blues,
Blow away the blues.

Marriage

Supernal binding of mutual souls,
Step into novel blissful roles,
With the blessings of life's divine artisan,
Resolute to share pleasure and pain,
Eyes explore each other's heart,
Discover love, an eternal art.

Life

Labyrinth may be the way, in the past, at present or in future,
Immerse thy mind with intellect to perceive good and evil,
Future will luster when hard work and intellect are interlaced,
End is inevitable, but the legacy you leave behind will live forever.

Milestone Twenty Three

Etched on the life milestone as twenty three,
In the sky of opportunities,
Give wings to your dreams and set it free,

Gifted to don respectful roles,
As Daughter, Sister, Wife and Mother,
Balance each act with passionate soul,

Time will tell who you are,
Prepare for you life,
If you aspire to travel far,

Hone your skills, set the right tone,
Take a confident stroll on the desired path,
Wish you every mile a special milestone.


- Wrote this last month for my beloved sister on her 23rd Birthday.
- Designed a birthday card and gave it to her. You can view it here:
Birthday Card to my sister

Licensed to Love

For the first time, in my life,
I feel some changes deep inside,
My blood getting hotter,
And I’m breathing harder,
As she fervently stole my heart,
I see my chauvinism getting crushed,
Before her flawless persuading eyes,

For the first time, in my life,
I surrendered myself to a woman,
In my dreams,
She taught me to hold her,
To kiss her, to love her,
And to feel her deep inside,

For the first time, in my life,
I was taken for a pure love ride,
My love for her, I couldn’t hide,
Her impeccable beauty controlled my mind,
I am looking for reasons,
Those are hard to find,

For the first time, in my life,
I see myself lying helpless,
In her angel arms,
I never want to loose her,
Want to breathe her,
Rest of my life,

For the first time, in my life,
I feel like Licensed to Love a beautiful lass,
Because Pure Love is all she has,
And I want to carry her smile,
In my heart for miles to go,

For the first time, in my life,
I am Licensed to Love…..
Licensed to Love…..
Licensed to Love…..
Licensed to Love….. a woman.

Deadly Seven

Heart emblazed by little hot under the collar – Anger,
Mind shadowed by an emanated dark smoke – Envy,
Body slowly slumped into a slayer’s arms – Sloth,
Gravely gulped more, than a starving animal – Gluttony,
Trekked along rugged path, leading to a graveyard – Greed,
Tongue poignantly dipped into a poisonous pond – Pride,
Like a lecherous beast, licked the flesh of women – Lust,

A Human, impure by Sins, Deadly Seven,
Immured in a demonic carcass,
Let any of these impurities thy forte forever,
Perceive thy soul demise,
Feebly yielding to an inhuman in rise.

Song of an Optimist

Everything is possible for me,
A genius in making is what you see,
I will achieve my goal,
I am in total control,

I will be the rising sun,
In success horizon,
I will achieve my goal,
I am in total control,

Life has its ups and downs,
How I face it is all that counts,
I will achieve my goal,
I am in total control,

I may be down and out sometimes in the game of life,
But I am tough enough; I am the phoenix in rise,
I will achieve my goal,
I am in total control,

May be life lies in the jaws of fate,
But I will give it a haste checkmate,
I will achieve my goal,
I am in total control,

Life is hard, may drive you mad,
Say these lines and make yourself glad,
I will achieve my goal,
I am in total control,

I will spread my wings,
And touch the sky,
I will achieve my goal,
I am in total control,

Optimism has conquered my mind,
Against pessimism, will ever remain blind,
I will achieve my goal,
I am in total control.

Dream

Dream, dream, dream,
Afloat it deep inside your memory stream,

Dream big, dream right,
All day, all night,

Stay in focus,
Keep the target in sight,

Think straight,
Gather all the might,

For your dream to take shape,
You got to put up a fight,

Never let it loose, don't compromise,
Till you reach the tunnel end and see the light,

Life has its share of troubled times,
Let no distractions blight your plight,

Pray the god,
Keep things tight,

Be a bird of dreams,
Spread your wings, take the desired flight.

Roots of Terror

When they were born,
They were clean,
Raised up with the clutches of poverty, greed and cruelty,
Shadowed by arrogance and ignorance of their spiteful society,
Pushed them far beyond the boundaries of humanity,
Fell into the vicious hands of impurity,
Seeded ill-will inside, turned their blood unclean,
Slowly rubbing off their human sheen,

I perceive a poisonous vine,
Climbing on the back of their fragile spine,
All the way up overshadowing their mind,
Preaching perilous lessons against humankind,
Eroding love, compassion and zeal out of their peaceful life,
Making them march on the edges of knives,
Implanting disbelief that only guns can speak,
I perceive an army of terror rising, mindless and weak,
Waving guns before our face, marking future is bleak,

Their minds are controlled by a deceptive creed,
Fueling the steady rise of this brutal breed,
Blood for blood is all they need,
Only to the evil notes their ears always heed,
And dance upon innocent bodies they shot to bleed,
They don't care how people feel,
But they have taken the wrong path for their wounds to heal.

You & I

You & I in this beautiful world,
Together we behold our friendship fabulously unfold,
In our lives for miles to go,
We perceive our friendship grow,
Garlanded with freedom of love,
Our journey of trust has began by now,
Twists and turns on the way may come along,
But our true friendship will ever remain strong.

Independent She?

Innate prosperity all over her body,

Nebulous acts of - terrorism tear her soul, bribery blush her face, riots ravel her mind, beggary block her veins, cutting down pure blood flow,

Disguised her on the path to prosper, bleakly beholding future in her tears filled eyes,

Invariably gasping for pure peace air,

Ambushed & wounded, although tasted some success, she is 58 today, but the agonizing truth is – “She is yet to be born”.


- My views about INDIA on her 58th Birthday.

Omaha - a Veteran's View

The places were - "Utah, Omaha, Gold, Juno and Sword",
With great regard Omaha was named "Operation Overlord",
US boats were carrying Veterans and Amateurs,
Sailing towards the shores of Omaha,
Grim was the mood among us,
Not a word exchanged, more or less,
Except, those noisy waves portrayed a deadly message,
We were heading for a narrow bloody passage,
Some were muttering prayers of lord,
Some were pondering how to hit hard,
Nearer we came to the shores of Omaha,
We were clueless of what’s going to happen,
Gazing at doors of the boat to open,
At that moment ears were our eyes,
Clearly perceiving the true picture of outside,
Boom! Went off a mortar to our left,
Turning some iron-heartened men into ashes,
Merciless MG42s unleashed scenes of gore,
Clamor of soldiers echoed all over the shore,
Bullets zip past our boat and knocked at the door,
Hungry to perforate some of our bodies,
While gritting the teeth, we took a deep breath,
The doors were opened to face the fascist’s wrath,
Awe struck and frozen our hearts,
As we saw the real portrait of death,
Spreading its wings and swarming at us,
With hunger to conquer the lives of many,
Between enemy gun’s gluttony,
And bombs pounding in monotony,
We hardly heard what our Captains were saying,
But we knew they were successively screaming - "Take Cover, Take Cover!",
By that time for many of our men, it was all over,
Enemies fought with unimaginable fierce,
Killing our soldiers with horrible pierce,
Even before they figure out what hit them,
Holding their last breath,
To remember their loved ones,
Down they went with their eyes wide open,
With blood gushed from their perforated bodies,
Their soul marched for heaven,
Stamped - "Brave Men who sacrificed their lives for Motherland",
Still some of us luckily remained untouched by anything,
As the day passed hour by hour,
We slowly advanced from cover to cover,
Bloody fascists refused to surrender,
We waited patiently for them to make a blunder,
Close we went and had a fine measure of our enemies,
Came the defying moment to justify the deaths of many,
We pushed our limits and engaged face to face,
Silenced the fascist race and their power of disgrace,
"An Ambush or Massacre" – whatever you may call,
At end of the day, only few men stood firm and tall,
Turned around and gazed at the shores,
It was a deep blue sea with waves in red,
I saw them kissing the shores of Omaha beach,
Washed away the bodies of many within their reach,
As the scene shook my heart,
With sullen silence I closed my eyes,
I felt an intolerable grief lurking in large,
Just above my Adam’s apple,
I almost let it off as "Tears of Condolence",
But sealed it with my heartfelt salute for my men of mettle,
As my tears would hardly match the blood and sacrifice,
They shed in the battle.

- I like War movies.
- Wrote this poem by stepping into the shoes of a veteran, after watching "Saving Private Ryan". My all time favorite war movie.
- I recommend this movie to any action movie enthusiast.- Checkout imdb - Saving Private Ryan
- Checkout Wikipedia - Omaha Beach

Love, Lies and Deceits

All Mademoiselle are Angels, I thought,
But the Angels I met were good at shattering my heart,
My Deja vu, lead me to a Heaven of Pure Love,
But the latter turned into a Hell of Lies and Deceits,
I helplessly perceived my lovable heart,
Frozen by their blizzard words,
Shattered mercilessly like A Wind blowing Sand,

But those strewn pieces still remain locked,
Deep inside those angels weakened hearts,
As my love for them is true and strong,
Yes, their hearts are truly fragile,
Scathed by lies and deceits,
Their minds were infused by mischievous thoughts,
Impeding from unleashing their puissant love,

Their hearts are just like mirrors,
Mercilessly reflecting their anguish on my lovable heart,
Time and again they fail to understand,
That their hearts are purely controlled,
By a veil of past lies and deceits,
Obscuring them my Pure Eternal Love,

Love, Lies and Deceits are part of one's life,
Believe in Love, Reciprocate it,
And see those dark clouds of Lies and Deceits silently disappear,
Giving way for Eternal Bond of Hearts,
With Trust, Love and Happiness.

Friendship

A Fathomless ocean,
With Ripples of love,
Impassioned to touch everyone’s Heart,
Empathy its character,
Nexus of Faith,
Dictum of Truth,
The Symbol of Success,
Honor its name,
Imbued with impeccable feelings,
Penchant of a Peaceful world.

Soldier

Vision loud and lucid,
Missions ahead to accomplish,
With artifice, acumen and flair,
In moments of despair,
A thin line between life and death,
As men of mettle,
Fights a gruesome battle,
Like a true son,
To save his motherland.

Mother

Mellifluous tones are her words of wisdom,
Omnipotent are her love and caring,
Tranquil thy life with her embrace,
Harbinger of peaceful human race,
Enkindle thy mind to achieve fortune and fame,
Reverberate thy heart, "Mother" is her name.

Horror in my heart

9/11, the world saw a brutal attack,
Terrorism showed its ugliest face,
Killing innocent people with disgrace,
US intentions gone bizarre,
War and hatred in the air,
Bloodshed and bombshells in Iraq soil,
US Soldiers were made to toil,
Bush proclaimed-"War on Terror",
But world recites-"It's a Terrible Error",
Prisoners were tortured and taunted with shame,
Soldiers call it-"Truth Revealing Game",
But they are just adding more fuel to the flame,
Bush's misconception saw him down on the floor,
As Iraqis resistance stood galore,
Coalition promised to bring in peace,
But the Iraqis pain may take decades to ease.

She the Sensuous

Sensuous she,
Sweet as a Shakespeare's sonnet,

Hazel eyes in a sotto voce,
Sings a love ballad,

Adduce are her beautiful brows,
Wings of a dazzling dove,

Kissable luscious lips,
Lyricism of Sweetbriers,

Ebullient her hip,
Eloquence of seduction,

Lass with an impeccable womanhood,
Meticulously sculpted by an eternal artisan,

An astound beauty among millions of Eves,
Destined to live in the Eden of her Adam.

She the Serene

Marvelous eyes, the cynosure of her beauty,
Yore, she should have been an Archaic Angel,
Tacitly speaks the language of love, peace & care,
Hearken to her eyes; feel heartstrings in your heart,
Imbue your mind with her serene smile,
Lass of a laudable class,
Impel one to yearn for her fabulous friendship.

She the Shine

Radiance, I met, not just a girl,
Luminous Love, Scintilla Smile, Candescent Care is all she radiates,
Ablaze, my heart with alacrity for her,
Juvenile talks of her, tenderly touched my soul,
Influxed by her love, care & smile,
Infused friendship thoughts in my mind.