Category: English Poetry

  • Engineers Day Special

    Engineering is the art of organizing and directing men and
    controlling the forces and materials of nature for the benefit of the human race.
    – Happy Engineers Day

    Engineers participate in the activities which make the resources of nature
    available in a form beneficial to man and provide systems which
    will perform optimally and economically.

    Engineering is an activity other than purely manual and
    physical work which brings about the utilization of
    the materials and laws of nature for the good of humanity.

    – simmi

  • Of all the mistakes

    Of all the mistakes,
    I have ever made.
    Falling in love with you
    only makes the grade.

    All sign said no to
    I still went ahead
    With a hear full of love
    A million dreams in my head

  • This Life on Earth

    Easter means that this life on earth
    is not all there is.
    Jesus went “to prepare a place for us”
    in His Father’s heavenly mansions
    for all eternity.
    Jesus died for our sins,
    paying our penalty,
    so that we could be forgiven
    He was resurrected, to prove
    that death has no hold
    on those who repent
    and accept Him as Savior.
    This life on earth is a prelude
    to eternal joy with our Lord.
    Easter is a celebration
    of our eternal destiny.

    – Ritika

  • Soul

    I was, I am & I shall be
    For I am the soul
    Never is a part of me
    I always am, whole

    I change bodies
    I transcend life
    I am the energy
    The universe is rife

    I am eternal
    I do not die
    I am the truth
    That will never lie

    Seeking God
    Seems your goal
    Look within
    God is your soul

  • Together

    We plan this future together,
    Because we’re faithful, me and you
    A long way until the end, but I’ll always stick with you
    We’re in this journey together
    Because we’ve always been daring to
    When times are tough, and lives been lost,
    I’ll still be walking next to you

    Because you’re the heart of this adventure, and the reason I still live
    And all I feel is numbness within, but you’re some how able to break in

    We plan this future together, Because we’re faithful me and you,
    And I don’t want anyone else by my side other than you
    Because we fit each other like puzzle pieces, something no one else can do
    No one else I’d rather explore this life with, except for only you.

    I can’t wait to see the other side,
    I’ve never before felt so alive,
    Can’t tell whether I must’ve died
    I’m so lost with you
    Deep inside this hidden paradise

    We live our future together,
    Because we like it, me and you
    Let’s grow a lifelong adventure,
    Because we’ve always been dreaming to
    To explore the secrets within,
    Living life to the simplest spin,
    A place with only love, no sin
    Like we wish it has always been

    We will die in our lives together,
    Because we love each other, me and you
    We can be at war with each other,
    Like little boys and girls will do
    In our arms we fall with each other,
    Greeting both at heavens door
    We will spend this quest together,
    Because our feelings will keep true
    In the end, just like I said
    I will always have a heart for you.

  • Mama Earth

    The human race was raised to be strong.
    Oh, Mama Earth, tell me, when did we first do you wrong?
    Was it one by land, two by sea?
    Or when Ol’ Chris rode Baby Blue, ready to dream
    Got a pocket of hope that I’ll never release.
    Still waiting for that morning that you promised peace.

    Searching high and low, day and night
    For the sun to glow,
    And shine on bright
    With freedom, fill the blinding night
    And reveal there’s no need
    For anger and Greed
    No need for destruction, and inequality
    Mama Earth, still waiting
    for the day that you promised peace.

    Caught up in rumor of different realities
    Caused us to become blind to family
    Unfit to call ourselves a humanity,
    Mama Earth, We are waiting
    For the day that we’re to be released.

    As the battlefield grows, and the war rages on
    Still tryna figure out what went wrong
    Brothers and sisters, please stay strong
    Because Mama, I’m waiting
    for the day that you promised peace.

  • FREEDOM

    Am I really free?

    Then why am I tied to thee

    My husband, my father,

    My son, my brother?

    Why are my wings clipped?

    Why am I not equipped

    With schooling and education

    Despite my adjurations!

    Am I just meant to stay at home!

    Why cannot I too like my brothers roam?

    Why are my demands met with silence

    And taken as my defiance?

    I should be free to study,

    Like everybody,

    To run and play,

    Sunday,Monday and everyday.

    Like the sun I must have the right to shine,

    Not to hide behind the shadows of thine,

    I should be free to speak my mind,

    Let me be free,for my ways to find,

    Do not expect me to be deaf and blind,

    Let me live my life freely,do not be unkind,

    Treat me like you do your sons,

    Letting me too have a free run.

    Do not tie me up in shackles,

    Stop shielding me in dark societal mantles,

    Let me walk, run and fly,

    Flap my wings and aim for the sky,

    Do not push me behind dark age customs,

    Do not get me trampled by tyrannical systems,

    I want to go ahead,work and tackle

    All my problems by myself,fight my own battles.

    In this free country of mine,

    When will I be free to shine?

    When will stop treating

    Me as a machine for giving

    Birth to your next generation?

    A girl by birth,always deserving damnation,

    Understand,that I can rise to any occasion

    And help in building a strong nation.

    My mother!Do not kill me in your womb,

    Nor kill me after birth and spell my doom,

    I am your bundle of joy , not gloom,

    Just give me some free space and room,

    Give a little free air to breathe, not death,

    Grant me my own free breath,

    I promise to make you all proud,

    All us daughters are immensely endowed.

    This day this,this is a daughter’s appeal,

    Please do not keep us concealed,

    We can also see,hear and feel,

    Like your boys, we too are made of steel,

    Educate us,help us chose our goals,

    Of our lives we can be in perfect control,

    Just grant us a free flight,our freedom

    And release us from your thralldom.

    ©Madhumita

  • Inside you

    Tap that things resting inside you,
    Display that things hiding inside you,
    Call that things sleeping inside you,
    Pull out that things
    crooning inside you,
    Hold that things living inside you.
    Raahi (unknown)

  • Inside you

    Tap that things resting inside you,
    Display that things hiding inside you,
    Call that things sleeping inside you,
    Pull out that things
    crooning inside you,
    Hold that things living inside you.
    Raahi (unknown)

  • Inside you

    Tap that things resting inside you,
    Display that things hiding inside you,
    Call that things sleeping inside you,
    Pull out that things
    crooning inside you,
    Hold that things living inside you.
    Raahi (unknown)

  • Right in front of me

    Why can’t I write

    Why does my soul put up a fight

    All of these words and phrases inside

    Why must I rhyme

    Why can’t my work be catchy

    I wish I knew Shakespeare

    He’d understand

    Or Langston Hughes

    He was probably an understanding man

    Why can’t I do poetry

    Write down my feelings

    Let them see what’s inside of me

    Why can’t I master figurative language

    This problem drives my soul

    Round and round

    And then it hits me

    I’m writing it down

  • life

    Life is like a book

    And it’s old pages is history

    And it’s new pages is mystry

    By RLv gahlot

     

  • life

    Life is a like  a book

    And it’s old page is history

    And it’s new page is mystry

    By RLv Taylor

     

  • Around you

    Leave the satires talks coming around you,
    Keep the vital things running around you.
    Be with the mutation around you,
    Get rid of the situations rooming around you,
    Take a long respire inside you,
    Drop up the dilemma melting around you.

    राही (अंजाना)

  • Obstacles

    The obstacles can shake your personality but can not sink it.
    The darkness can hide your phantom but can not wet it.
    So don’t think about anyone’s words,
    Coz the words can hurt your heart for sec but can not touch it…

    – Raahi (Unknown)

  • Thinking

    The obstacles can shake your personality but can not sink it.
    The darkness can hide your phantom but can not wet it.
    So don’t think about anyone’s words,
    Coz the words can hurt your heart for sec but can not touch it…
    Raahi (Unknown)

  • I see a man

    I’ll look into a mirror and tell them what I see
    I see man being drained battle scars from times ago that til this day still causing him pain
    He puts on a mask to keep away the same questions from being asked
    I see a man who feels the need to keep everyone afloat while his own ship is sinking in hopes those people will return with help
    But none can reach him because he’s too far gone
    I see a man who has tasted the sweet nectar of love but each time he goes for another taste it becomes more bitter than the last until finally he’s left with the bitter taste of reality
    I see man who’s heart weeps in the dark  but able to hold up a smile no matter how heavy it is or how weak he may be because that’s all he knows
    I see that he’s struggling he wants to know of a place where he can run to hide from his demons that’s seek nothing but his own demise a place where his trust can be mended and his pain cared for isn’t that what we all want?
    I see a man  who’s heart is freezing over from the cold hearts around him
    He’s being conditioned
    But you know what’s most important?
    I see a man

  • SRK: Poem About Women Empowerment

    Here is the uplifting poem for everyone who has been told to “fight like a girl.

    “This is for girls who stay up all night, this is for you who is willing to fight.
    For hidden fears, hurt, pain and tears, under the smiles, laughs, and giggles we hear.
    Let your hair down, straight or curls, you’re beautiful because you fight like a girl.
    For girls who wear short skirts, and their heart on their sleeve, for girls who know how difficult it is to believe.
    The girls who scream and cry to the pillows and tell them their goals, for girls who have a secret, but can’t tell a soul.
    Let your eyes be your diamonds, make them your pearls, you’re beautiful because you fight like a girl.
    For girls who have made mistakes and have regrets galore, for girls that may not win, but always get up from the floor.
    The girls who take life as comes, the girl who have broken the code, for the girls who hope, that they’ll get better somewhere down the road.
    Let your steps be a dance and jump and do the swirl, you’re beautiful because you fight like a girl.
    For the girls who love with all their heart, although sometimes gets broke, to girls who think it’s over, to real girls, all girls, who have tears to soak.
    You throw, you pick up and fall. But just tell the world I’m beautiful because I fight like a girl.”

    – SRK

  • ONLY MOTHER CAN..

    ONLY MOTHER CAN..

    You teach me how to speak

    You teach me how to eat

    Whenever I felt low

    You teach me how to be strong

    You are the one who teaches me

    how to behave and care each and everyone

    You are the sunshine of my day

    and you are the moon of my night

    You always the one who knows me best

    You are the one who teach me how to dream and

    How to work for achieving those dreams

    You are the strongest women I ever see in any situation

    You are my god, you are my heartbeat

    You are the one who lived in my heart more than my words

    I can’t tell you enough, give you enough and

    tell you enough to show how much you mean to me

    You are my life, you are my love and you are everything for me

     

    Thanks mom for teaching me a true meaning of love and care.

    -Manish Upadhyay

  • FORGIVE

    He was just like the fragrance,

    Only the essence,

    Could feel his presence

    Everywhere,every minute and second.

    What will happen to her,

    The beautiful,radiant flower,

    Freshly bathed in the dew drops shower,

    But losing her sheen every hour.

    She thought it was a minor injury,

    Would heal in a hurry,

    In deadning pain and misery,

    It was about him,she did worry.

    She could not figure that he was in her,

    In her veins and blood he raced and stir,

    Like a soft, soothing birr, 

    But she did not know,nor did she infer.

    He just roamed around like the wind wild,

    Running around like a naughty child,

    At her he widely smiled,

    Seeing her pure beauty he was beguiled.

    Like the breeze here and there he flew,

    At times nearer to her he drew,

    Then further he grew,

    All of a sudden,away he flew.

    Even if he ever comes again,

    It will be to regain 

    His territory and domain,

    Not because of her love,loneliness or pain.

    In the celebrations of spring,

    When the flowers will smile and the birds sing,

    To her he will bring 

    Himself,in his perfume sousing.

    But finally he will again leave,

    The poor flower,he will again deceive,

    Making her dainty heart cleave

    And for him,forever grieve.

    His love was like the flooded river,

    Like the descending waters,

    It reduced and got over,

    His love for her was never.

    She was covered by her veil of decency,

    In keeping with her descendancy,  

    In an act of benignancy, 

    Out of pure love, tolerated his ascendancy.

    He calmly sat on the golden sand carefree,

    Her love for him,he just could not see,

    Leaving her behind,he happily broke free,

    All she could do was, keep loving and his craziness forgive.

    ©Madhumita

  • Romantic rain

    It was music, this subtle sound
    A serenity, rhythmic joy abound
    Pit a pat on the eaves t’was rain
    My emotions lent free, no refrain

    Tickling the fresh duranta leafs
    In sync, as though the piano keys
    Natures orchestra just playing out
    Heaven this was, without doubt

    The varied hues of blissful green
    Countryside, a sight to be seen
    Velvet moss on rocks, as ferns smile
    Kaleidoscopic scene, mile after mile.

    Romance the flavor of this season
    Heart beats faster, needs no reason
    Rainy days, a treat to be aware
    When God is out with life giving ware.

  • Rain and Love

    Ahh!! Those ole rainy days,

    Incessant water pouring through the whole day,

    You and me walking hand in hand,

    Towards distant dreamlands,

    Through the drizzle and sirimiri, 

    Amazed at nature’s glory,

    The dark sky overloaded

    With clouds heavy and ready to explode,

    Clouds like the heavily pregnant woman,

    Within her carrying triplets or twins.

    Our wet bodies with running streams 

    Of water;cold and close together without the sun beams,

    Our steps that would stop a minute,hearing the brontide, 

    Coming from far away like the roaring tide,

    The leaves and flowers all gleaming,

    The water droplets on them glistening

    Like diamonds set in a piece of jewellery,

    The drizzle of rain forming a background drapery,

    Filling in breathfulls of petrichor,  

    Fresh blood circulating in the veins like never before.

    The colour of nature’s pallette,

    Was mesmerizing amidst the ballet

    Of raindrops,falling on the parched earth,

    That would then give birth 

    To innumerable plants and blossoms,

    On it’s rich fertile,ever giving bosom,

    The birds perched amidst the greens of trees,

    Shaking off the droplets and they floated on the breeze,

    And burst like small bubbles in the air,

    As we returned the birds’ stare.

    Two vibrant young hearts,

    Full of pure joy and mirth,

    We jumped into the puddles,

    Closer we would snuggle,

    I laughed at the water splashes,

    And you admired the droplets on my eyelashes,

    We cheered as the water rippled,

    Laughed as if we were tickled,

    Such lovely moments of pure joy,

    Happy memories,that time can never destroy.

    At times we waited under a shed,

    Conscious me,with a bowed head,

    Avoiding the naughty glint 

    In your eyes,with a naughty hint

    That made me blush, 

    As the blood would rush,

    From a frantically thumping 

    Heart,expecting naughtier something,

    You,humming some old romantic song,

    While all emotions in the hearts did throng.

    At times when the showers ceased,

    Out of the clouds the golden sun beamed,

    On the clouds the rainbow arched,

    Along with the breeze the clouds marched,

    The rainbow smiled at the world,

    With seven colours in it’s lap furled,

    Within moments it would disappear,

    Behind the looming clouds in the sky there,

    Our world too was colorful as the rainbow,

    From everywhere winds of happiness did blow.

    Hand in hand we would walk,

    Happy with our simple talks,

    Enjoying every moment of togetherness

    And the earthy,watery effervescence,

    As we reached our threshold, 

    Wet,dripping and cold,

    Inside the warm confines,

    Of our home,where the warm lights did shine,

    As we dried ourselves and sat near the window,

    Our love all warm, reaching it’s crescendo.

    Looking into each other’s eyes,

    We would melt in the heat like ice,

    The silvery dreams in between ,

    In that environment serene,

    Cuddling closer we would sit,

    Love throwing in it’s bit,

    We watched the dancing water of the serein,

    Against the glassy window panes,

    Creating a dreamy sequence ,

    Firing the flames of love more frequent.

    Gone are those days of love,

    Hid somewhere in an alcove,

    The rains now are less and scarce,

    With droplets few and sparse,

    The streams of water pouring down the heavens

    Are badly missed in their absence,

    The Earth in a coppery hue,

    Cracking,thirsty, parched,aching to renew

    With a touch of the refreshing waters,

    Still braving the unfriendly weather.

    For the clouds embarks the skylark,

    I too wait for that long lost spark

    Of love, between us ,

    Without any sound or fuss,

    I wait in patience,

    Like the Earth waits for the torrents,

    The rainy days will surely come back,

    Nor will my life now lack

    The love and dreamy days,

    I wait for the happier ways;my eyes into the future gaze.

    -Madhumita

  • Oh My Angel

    oh my angel where are you;
    come hug me let me with you;
    the feel is more;
    but words are few;
    
    you know what i need;
    you know why i cry;
    no one loves me;
    everyone say goodbye;
    
    why you not coming, as you all know these;
    am i not a lovable one just tell me please;
    
    as leafs are falling from the tree;
    same as i am sitting on my knees;
    
    you are a soul which divine in my heart;
    you have the signs which clean my dirt;
    
    if you cant wipe my tear;
    if you cant at my sight;
    let me in the darkness;
    where nothing is bright;
    
    if you are nothing, as more as lie;
    then dont stop me and let me die;
    
    can you come to me, for a while;
    so please do faster, cover distance of miles;
    
    oh my angel where are you;
    come hug me let me with you;
    
    you know i am single;
    you know i am alone;
    but what about the world who calls me clown;
    
    as i think you hide in a cloud;
    i will call your name as louder as loud;
    
    you fall as rain whenever i cry;
    you give me success when i try again try;
    
    you are my friend;
    you are my mother;
    i wanna a child for you like no one other.......:-'(
    
  • Helpless

    What’s done in the dark always comes to the light
    All the sad cries and lies in disguise
    Nothing is ever alright it’s always some kind of big fight
    Everyones going through something which might feel like nothing but soon nothing feels like something
    And then they’re looking for someone to blame
    Blame for the awful shame that has became of them
    Doubts , insecurities , confusion , frustration , and depression
    All lies within the mind of a girl
    A girl who has felt nothing but pain and hate

    A girl that tries to hide the whimpering behind a fake smile
    A girl who has never known what real love felt like
    A girl who doubts if she will make it in this life
    It’s just never been right but was always told to hold on tight
    A girl who feels that she has nobody to depend on or lean on.
    No mommy , no daddy , no auntie , no uncle
    All alone .. it feels like cold stones In a throne with no right or wrongs
    But the girl just feels …desolate

  • FEAR

    Why am I scared 

    Of not being cared

    For,of being unheard,

    In this world with claws and teeth bared.

    Why am I so afraid

    Of the world I myself made!

    Standing in it’s cool shade,

    Why do I feel it will renegade!

    I fear no one will come to my aid,

    I hear the scary footsteps that time made,

    A conniving game, both age and destiny played,

    I stand helpless, agonised and betrayed.

    I did dare to do many things,

    Braving all the frightful stings,

    In the seasons of youthful springs,

    When lovely songs my heart would sing.

    I won some and lost some,

    As hope would bountifully come,

    I knew exactly what I wanted to become,

    Never was I scared or numb.

    I walked ahead on my life’s journey,

    Moving fast and always in a hurry,

    Everything had to be done early,

    Within my head there was not a worry.

    How time on it’s wings flew,

    And closer the end drew,

    Ignorant,excited,I never knew,

    That my world like before,now never grew.

    Like my days my world has shrunk,

    My soul and body both sunk,

    Like the papers and parchments in the old trunk,

    I am now nothing but mere junk.

    In a corner I sit and tremble,

    Not wanting to fall or stumble,

    I stammer and fumble,

    Fearing that everything around will crumble.

    I miss the gentle hands of all my kin, 

    Carrying love for them within,

    My entire world they had been,

    Why is wanting them near me now a sin!

    I want them to hold my finger and make me walk,

    To smile and laugh with me and talk,

    They spend with me at least a few minutes by the clock,

    And stand by me like sturdy,solid rocks.

    I am an old,crazy hag,

    Who blabbers and nags,

    As my eyes and skin sag,

    Turned into an emotion full bag.

    More and more my back bends,

    On them the more I depend,

    Searching in them, a true friend,

    I wait for the eventual end.

    Why did I fail to read,

    My future,as ahead I tread,

    Is being alone my fate indeed,

    Despite putting in my best,did I not succeed!

    Has my life been a fault,as I fear?

    Or is it that I do not want to let go,hold it dear,

    As the end draws more near,

    I want to get an answer clear.

    I do not know how long I will live here,

    So I want to let go of all fear,

    With me,I want my near and dears to be there,

    Reassured I can sleep,that I did not fail my purpose here.

    -Madhumita 

  • Love Is In The Air

    Love is in the air,
    Its fragrance is everywhere
    Juvenile or tender heart is little scare,
    The most congenial,
    Or the most vexatious thing,
    In life is Love-affair
    Those who lived without love,
    Had not tasted the life,
    The more you experience the love,
    the more you will experience the life
    Love is in the air,
    Love is in the prayer

    Love is in the air,
    True love is very rare,
    True love is like a ruler,
    Not like a beggar,
    Without love, life is like an imprisonment,
    True love brings enormous freedom,
    True love knows not any selfishness or any reason,
    Rains come in particular season
    But love prevails in all season,
    If blood stops in my veins,
    I could survive for days,
    But when the love stops flowing in the arteries of my heart,
    I will die that very moment,
    Love is in the air
    I am at heaven’s stare

    Love is in the air,
    Love is in the mother’s care,
    When I was a child,
    My mother’s love nourished me,
    When I was an adolescent
    My friend’s love nourished me,
    When I became an adult,
    My beloved’s love nourished me,
    On every station of life,
    We need nourishment of love
    Ask Romeo – how did he feel when Juliet was far?
    Love makes a person so rejoiced that
    He shines like a star,
    With love, one fool is greater than any genius
    Without love even a genius is a fool,
    Remember, love is that breeze
    when it touches
    you become fresh and cool
    Love is in the air
    An unstoppable flare.

  • Joy Of Writing

    Joy Of Writing

    I write out of joy.

    Who cares for name and fame?

    Who cares for publishing?

    What reward do I want?

    Nothing.

    Writing itself is a reward,

    Writing itself is a joy,

    The process of writing made me what I want to be

    Or what I want to feel…

    I want nothing else.

    I love words, I love sentences,

    I love every writing piece,

    I love writing.

    That is why writing is a joy for me.

  • THE SMALL LITTLE GOLDEN BOX

    The small little golden
    Box,full of fragrances
    Of days old and memories
    Of you and us together.

    It still treasures
    The red roses,
    You had once given me,
    Then fresh and fragrant,
    Now parched and dried,
    A little musty,
    Still filling me up
    With a fresh rosy smell
    And the pink of romance
    Of those teenage days.

    There hides within,
    A pair of earrings ,
    Golden and pearly,
    Like the early days
    Of our relationship,
    Still shining in all glory
    Of the past days,
    Making me still feel your touch,
    Your fingers on my ear lobes,
    When I wear them today.

    The beige pair of gloves
    That I took from you,
    Are there too,
    Believe me they still smell of you,
    As if you just took them off,
    The warmth of your hands
    Still trapped inside,
    I feel it as I slide
    My hand in them,
    Once again feeling you.

    A whole bundle of papers,
    Which are the letters
    You had once written
    When you were in love
    With me and everything about me,
    The words still stand out
    In the yellowness of the page,
    Suggesting time and age,
    But still tingling and tickling
    The love sensations in me.

    The small little pink bottle
    With some of the pink liquid
    Still in it,still holding inside
    Your love for me,the same
    That you had,when you gifted it to me,
    I can still smell the same love
    As I breathe in the fragrant
    Liquid,scared not to spray any,
    Lest I lose your love
    Forever,with the evaporating spirit.

    These are my little treasures,
    Small but valuable,
    None can quote a price
    For them, never ever,
    I hold them near
    To my heart,closeted and dear,
    I can never ever part with
    My golden box,full of colorful
    Memories,of days we lived together
    And loved each other.

    It is my elixir
    That keeps me going
    In this world of untruth
    And disillusionment,
    Keeping me alive
    As the symbols of your love,
    Strengthening my belief
    In love eternally ever,
    The day I lose it,
    Will be my end, forever.

    The small little golden
    Box,full of fragrances
    Of days old and memories
    Of you and us together.

    -Madhumita

  • A little

    A little bit of rain
    Outside my window pane

    Few drops of pure life
    Loads of emotions rife

    Every being, but smile
    Atleast for a while

    Forgetting daily pain
    A little bit of rain

  • Poem to Celebrate International Yoga Day

    Poem to Celebrate International Yoga Day

    Why India never had a yoga day before,
    Nevertheless, it is the place where yoga originated
    India does not need any yoga day,
    As every day is yoga day for the Indians,
    However, It is better that
    There is a day of yoga
    As it will bring awareness among those people
    Who are less acquainted with yoga
    In India, yoga has various aspects
    As it has been handed over to the disciples by a Guru
    That is why we are having
    Guru Purnima (A full moon day) -A day for Guru
    Instead of any yoga day
    In India, yoga is just a tool for realizing the highest
    Master is more important in Indian’s life than yoga
    As by the grace of the master
    One can cross the ocean of world
    Even without yoga.

  • The Adventures of George

    And as it’s essential to promote harmony

    between this world of ours and the world we can’t see,

    install a little altar, and on it place some food,

    some fruit and some drinks to propitiate the gods.”

    “The pond and fountain sound good to me,

    but for the other suggestions we’ll have to see

    how much work will have to be done,”

    said George, “and what will be the final sum.”

    “All right,” said Dr. Lee, “it’s up to you,

    making a few changes will be worth the price

    if it can bring you a quieter life.”

    He glanced around – “that man over there,

    that his intellect is powerful is very clear,

    and in his features are wit and sagacity.”

    Said George, “that’s the author Sir Solomon Pushdee.”

    an excerpt from The Adventures of George

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  • A Promise

    Me the gurgling,dancing stream,
    You are endless,the extreme,
    Jumping over the Rocks and boulders,
    With a wish to lean on your shoulders,
    Leaving my place of origin,
    Washing away all dirt and sins,
    I erode and break the solid to dust,
    To be one with you,that I must,
    I give you your form and expanse,
    As drop by drop towards you I advance,
    But finally when we meet,
    Amidst the vast watery sheet,
    I lose myself to you completely,
    Merge into you,forever shining brightly.

    Where is my presence now?
    Questioning my existence with thou,
    I fail to find myself,
    Within you,feeling like an elf;
    I wonder about my yearnings
    Of rushing to you,with love burning,
    Of my complete dedication,
    Total submission,
    To see myself lost,
    In your expanded chest vast,
    I want to retrace my way,my track,
    Your mighty waves pull me back,
    Unable to break our forever bond,
    Thinking of my life now and beyond.

    To my queries, I seek a response,
    Giving in to you and your wants,
    Here I flow unnamed,
    In shackles and tamed,
    I want to fight with your vastness,
    I know the world will term it ‘my madness’,
    I want to nullify your presence,
    As you negate and finish my essence,
    On my own path I want to flow,
    On a path,to that does not go,
    Where I can be effervescent,
    Like a joyful,lively adolescent;
    And be my usual,cheerful self,
    Flow by myself,be myself.

    Then that is not to be,
    A river will always come to thee,
    I may change my course,
    Even cry myself hoarse,
    I may break my banks and flood,
    Be blamed for loss of blood,
    My heart heavy with grime and mud,
    I try to race against and scud,
    But unwillingly I again move towards
    You;Although by you completely ignored,
    I slow down,fatigued and tired,
    Of not getting the now desired,
    With you I become one,
    Yes I lost and you again won.

    One day I will carve my own way,
    Will flow freely,be happy and gay,
    Then I will not have to look for myself,
    Even if you try to get me yourself,
    I will keep on searching for my significance;
    And promise you,will make a difference,
    How much you may shout and roar,
    I will never reach your shore,
    For that day I constantly pray,
    When,within you, I will not decay,
    It will be as never before,
    My current,will never knock your waves’ door,
    I will be the river,streaming in gay abandon,
    But you my selfish companion,I will never pardon.

    -Madhumita

  • Dil se

    Dil SE Judi SE uski yade

    Un yado k Piche unki midhi siii

    Tanhayiii na Jane kab or Kis pal vo ayi.

    Tanhyii yo mai bhi apna sa pan tha

    Na Jane kha vo apna in verano mai gume tha

    Hum unki yado mai

    Kash vo hote humari baho mai

    Ruk dete unhi Palo mai apni zindgi

    AGR pata hota k ane vale Palo mai ye gume hai or unki yado mai hum paljhin haiii

    By RLv gahlot

  • Bothered

    Am I bothering you?
    Is it from you a cue!
    Am I being bothered?
    Or with our lives altered,
    Are not we both bothered!
    Both of us angered ,
    At the predicament,
    Both of us innocent,
    Trying to tread together,
    In a bid to make it all better,
    With mismatched steps,
    And a relationship complex.

    Timing and teaming it up with happiness,
    But with an ill timed togetherness,
    We tripped and fell,
    Knowing our mistakes well,
    Still the egos swell,
    As we drew into our own shells,
    The distances, increasing,
    The love once there,was ceasing,
    My charms no longer appealed,
    Your masculinity no longer pleased,
    My eyes no longer waited eagerly
    For your footsteps,approaching speedily.

    Your fingers no more lingered in my hair,
    Nor was a trace of romance in your eyes appear,
    Neither did you now ever declare,
    Your love,for me,that would last forever,
    Nothing was,as it was before,
    Added were,pains more,
    It is an ordeal,following you here and there,
    Waiting for you,hopelessly with open doors,
    While the days pass by,
    The fountain of our love dries,
    Blaming each other ,
    Limping,we try to move further.

    Uselessly we try to cover,
    Our miserable failures,
    In retaining our relationship,
    Sadly we have lost complete grip
    We struggle and slip,
    With a moan on my lips,
    For you have forgotten all you commited,
    But you want me dedicated
    To you forever in life,
    In joys and in strife,
    We are to each other,
    Like any two strangers.

    Walking the road together.
    In the bad weather,
    Do not you think it is better,
    Before we both wilt and wither,
    To leave the loose threads,
    Of our relationship and head,
    Towards our own directions,
    Severe all connections,
    Not answering any more questions,
    Nor causing more botherations,
    Set out on our own ways,
    We,ourselves deciding about our future days.

    As we go in separate directions,
    Let us try some silent introspection,
    Know the causes,that took away our affection,
    The reasons of our harming actions,
    Was it our search for perfection?
    Or was it wrong choice and selection?
    I knew I was imperfect,
    Wanted you to protect,
    I knew not your intentions
    And letting all this happen,
    Saying that because of me,my ways you were bothered,
    I wonder,as I walk away with questions,unanswered.

    -Madhumita

  • Life

    Let the wind come on your face,

    Let the challenges flow to your ways,

    Make your life worth living

    Let the real life begin in your days.

  • Alone

    Alone
    In this world
    I belong
    And this world is mine

    Together
    With time
    I belong
    And we move on

    Sometimes
    To think
    Alone
    At times together

    Saving
    My thoughts
    With space
    As we hurl forward

    Memories
    To recollect
    Of this world time and space

  • SEE THE WORLD GO BY 

    The clear blue sky,

    Invites me to fly,

    High, high,high,

    See the world go by,

    With my twin eyes,

    All before I go and die.

    As the peacocks cry,

    Standing on the Earth dry,

    While the floating clouds lie,

    Across the sky as they ply,

    The dark sparrow appears a spy,

    When the rains shy.

    Humans sigh,

    Days turn hot and dry,

    The end seems nigh,

    All hassled as I,

    Throats parched,smiles wry,

    Patience is what they try.

    The sun rays the horizon dye,

    The dew drops all wait to buy,

    Does God punish this way? Oh why?

    Oh!He will never reply,

    They will have to themselves try,

    Before they bid final goodbye.

    Once the clouds pour down and satisfy,

    The cracked,thirsty earth and comply

    With heaven’s wishes and indemnify,

    Against thirst,making the clouds pour as they pry,

    As the quick lightenings spry;

    And everything is wet and satiated nearby.

    When the rains come by,

    Feeding rivulets thereby,

    Thus gratify, 

    To beautify

    Our Earth and glorify,

    Calming all,the raindrops singing a lullaby.

    And all this before I go and die,

    With my twin eyes,

    See the world go by,

    As the clear blue sky,

    Invites me to fly,

    High,high, high.

    – Madhumita

  • Love

    I Will Always Thankful To You
    That You Come In My Life
    Make Me Special For Someone
    I Just Want To Say Thank You So Much……….!!

    I Was Nothing For Anyone
    Every Person Think About Me
    That What Personality I Have
    Then You Come And Thought Me……….!!

    Now Everything Has Changed
    I See Happiness Everywhere
    As Like Whole World Become My Fan
    Its Nothing Except Your Magic……….!!

    I Can’t Express You Completely
    But I Am Expressing As Much I Can
    This Is Just Start Of My Life
    I Just Want To Say Thank You So Much……….!!

  • There she is

    And lo & behold, there she was
    Right in front of my eyes.

    As the rustling of the leaves stopped,
    She was right in front of me.

    As the bumble bee hummed
    She was right in front of me.

    As the breeze swayed the trees
    She was right in front of me.

    As the fragrance of the flowers spread,
    She was right in front of me.

    As the raindrops pluttered outside,
    She was right in front of me.

    Her eyes full of love,
    Her heart all divine,

    She jumped into my arms,
    This Pussy cat of mine.

  • Where is she

    As the rustling of the leaves stopped,
    I could hear her footsteps.

    As the bumble bee hummed
    I could hear her footsteps.

    As the breeze swayed the trees
    I could hear her footsteps.

    As the fragrance of the flowers spread,
    I could hear her footsteps.

    As the raindrops pluttered outside,
    I could hear her footsteps.

    As my imagination ran wild,
    I could hear her footsteps.

    As my eyes opened slowly
    She was nowhere in sight.

    My imagination had taken over
    Till I could not think right.

    And I can still hear the footfall.
    But She’s nowhere in sight.

  • Love’s Emotion…..!

    If I Am A Sun
    Then You Are My Shine

    If I Am A Bulb
    Then You Are My Light

    If I Am A Colour
    Then You Are My White

    If I Am A Work
    Then You Are My Site

    If I Am A Happy
    Then You Are My Smile

    If I Am A Punishable Offence
    Then You Are My Crime…………………!!!!

  • THE NIGHT JASMINE SLEEPS

    The Night Jasmine and him,

    Oh! Was not it just a whim

    Of hers! She felt him around,

    She heard her heart pound,

    Wanting to call out 

    To him; and set about

    On her journey of love,

    As dew trickled from the leaf above,

    She felt his breath warm,

    Wanting to be in his arms.

    He was taken in by her beauty and charm,

    To her,he could do no harm,

    He wanted to protect her,

    Emotions beginning to stir

    Within his male heart,

    Wanted to make her a part

    Of his life,as love pierced 

    like a dart,came upon unannounced,

    Taking in both of them together,

    Both bound by love’s own tether.

    Little did she know it was not to be,

    Though he too was as much in love,as she,

    That their relation was metaphysical,

    A bit of the souls,a little mystical,

    He was betrothed to another,

    They did match each other,

    He knew her since long,

    They were to be together,lifelong,

    That same day,they both were to be wedded,

    Young Jasmine,hardly knew,her love story already ended.

    The young bride busy in preparations,

    For all her wedding celebrations,

    Was picking fresh flowers,

    For her bridal chamber 

    And for her man to be,

    The pretty Night Jasmine she did see,

    The young lady, plucked her from the bough,

    That moment Jasmine saw them together somehow,

    It struck her then,she was not meant for him,

    Tears made her vision blur and dim.

    She still was in love so much,

    Just wanted to see him,feel his touch,

    Wanted to see him smile and be happy,

    Not make him sad or unhappy,

    Wanting to just feel him, his warmth and love,

    As she was strung in a bracelet,this is all she thought of,

    That night as his wife’s gift,he took her,

    That is how he and pretty Jasmine were to come together;

    And the Night Jasmine tightly wrapped 

    Around his wrist; though crushed,still to him pressed.

    Fragrant yet suffocating in the passion of love,

    Peeping in to see through his arm’s alcove,

    The warm ,lovelorn, favoured look,

    For a dip in the Love Brook, but never mistook,

    For she knew now,that she was not meant to be

    With him, nor for him,however,that was the reality,

    Still she was happy and throbbing with life,

    As she withered & perished without any strife,

    With a contented,pretty and pure smile on her lips,

    In the trenches of soundless sleep,she slowly dips.

    – Madhumita

  • Love’s Gift….!

    Two Gifts Always Given By Love To Us
    First Is Happiness To Heart And Last Is Tears To Eyes…..!!!!

  • Love…..!

    When I Think About You
    My Face Gives Smile
    I Know The Reason behind That
    It Is Nothing Except Love….!!

    Whenever I See You In My Dream
    My Eyes Tell About You
    That How Much are You Beautiful That
    It is Nothing Except Love….!!

    When I Remember Your Face
    I Remember Your Smile Too
    That You Smile With Your Shyness
    It Is Nothing Except Love….!!

    Whenever I Feel Alone
    Me Remember You Always
    That I Know What Is This
    It Is Nothing Except Love….!! 

  • Periwinkle

    Till then I knew not a thing,
    Till then I was just living alone
    No dreams, no waiting, no love
    If only I had all along known.

    Her eyes had said it all
    Her fragrance did enthrall
    Was I blind to her wink?
    Why did it just not sink?

    The times gone by
    The seasons, the sky,
    All came back awhile,
    Now I see in her smile.

    Hazel eyes, ebony eyelash
    Sparkle love, like the rash
    The pout, her lips seem to say,
    Dearest, do come my way.

    Her fragrance spreads for a mile
    Across meadows, across the Nile
    To Cleopatra’s land of charms
    Like the sway of it’s palms

    Her hair falls like silk,
    Skins pure as milk,
    Behind the ear, with care,
    She tucks that lock of hair.

    Her standing by the door
    Radiating beauty galore
    Like the stars did she twinkle
    This beauty, this Periwinkle.

  • Relation…!

    Every Relations are Hungry As Like Us…!!

    So We Should Feed Love & Care To Survive It…!!!!

  • This is First & Last Wish Of My Life…!

    You Will Always Stay In My Heart…!!
    You Will Always a Part of My Soul…!!
    Never Leave Me Alone In Any Condition…!!
    This Is First & Last Wish Of My Life…!!!!

    I Will Take Care Of You…!!
    I Will Never Hurt You…!!
    This Is The Promise Of My Heart…!!
    This Is First & Last Wish Of My Life…!!!!

    Hold My Hand For Forever…!!
    Become My Partner For Whole Life…!!
    I Will Keep Smile In Your Face…!!
    This Is First & Last Wish Of My Life…!!!!

    You Will Always Stay In My Heart…!!
    You Will Always a Part of My Soul…!!
    Never Leave Me Alone In Any Condition…!!
    This Is First & Last Wish Of My Life…!!!!

  • Dad

    (A tribute to my Dad on his death anniversary)

    No tombstone can bury you
    No fire can ever burn
    You live in me, every moment
    I meet you at every turn
    Years ago you thought you left me
    Na, this you never could
    Cause you can never leave me
    A fact, I always understood
    My every breath is yours
    My eyes see what u see
    Those lovely colourful flowers
    That humming honey bee.
    My ears always yearn
    To hear whatever’s said to you
    The melodies, the jingle of bells
    The burst of diwali crackers too
    The sweetness of your taste
    Never bitter, serene as a dove
    The pleasures we derived together
    Sharing our meals & love
    I still smell those moments
    I still smell, as you would
    The aroma from Mom’s kitchen
    And prayers mingled with sandlewood
    My every breath is yours
    I touch & feel you dear Dad
    Feelings cannot change with time
    You live in me, so I’m never sad

  • LOVE STORY

    She waited for him near the flower bed,
    Her heart beat fast as she heard him tread
    Towards her,slowly and softly,
    She stood all drenched in sweat,calmly,
    He came near her and looked in her eyes,
    Her drooping eyelids,her feminism did emphasize,
    She twisted and turned the corner of her shirt,
    As his eyes with her did flirt,
    In a lovely, romantic,teasing way,
    Her eyes responding in abandon gay.

    The colourful butterflies near them flew,
    The small distance closing in ,as closer they drew,
    The birds chirping away that midday,
    Casting an addictive spell like the beaujolais,
    The summer fragrances enveloping them in a cover,
    Love was taking them completely in it’s power,
    Her cheeks turned a rosy pink,
    When his smiling eyes broke into a wink,
    She shrunk in within herself,
    While love wanted to instil itself.

    He came nearer,more nearer to her,
    His wide chest almost touching the bosom of hers,
    Her steps, a bit retreaded,
    The fragrance of her body,he inhaled,sweet and scented,
    His muscles twitched and ached ,
    To take her in an embrace,as love budded,
    He took her hands in his hands,
    Her eyes lowered,her toes dug the sand,
    Her heart fluttered and sang,
    Love’s tune, in their lives, jointly rang.

    Choked with emotions,upto him she snuggled,
    His long ,strong arms,around her engulfed,
    She rested her head against his broad chest,
    Their hearts to each other they bequest,
    Slowly his mouth found her mouth,
    All in pure love,not at all uncouth,
    Their lips locked with each other,
    Molecules of love,mingling into each other,
    Their gaze too locked in each other’s
    As the sun threw over them a golden cover.

    When satiated, their lips drew apart,
    He wanted to hold his sweetheart
    And kiss her all over again ,
    With her hands,she stopped the young swain,
    The rush of her blood,a crimson red,
    In the far off sky reflected ,
    She panted for breath,
    She trembled and sat on the heath,
    His masculine arms prevented her from falling,
    Their love in full bloom was fast evolving.

    He caressed and tucked her under his arms,
    She was completely taken in by his charms,
    He was bowled over by her simplicity,
    Her innocence, naivety and fresh beauty,
    For sometime in the grass they lolled,
    Cupping her face, his looks he stalled,
    The flowers,the birds all made merry,
    As the lovers celebrated in a flurry,
    In each other they were lost,
    While the day came to an end almost.

    They gather themselves and get up,
    Their hands against each other rub,
    Her face flushes and she blushes,
    Remembering his close breath,his lip’s touches,
    His warm and masculine embrace,
    She steals a glance to see his chiselled face,
    Both hug again,a little tighter,
    Talk the heart to the heart,both aflutter,
    Holding hands they set to depart,
    To come together again, not to part.

    The two young youthful souls,
    With promises to meet their heart’s goals,
    Stroll on the path that lay ahead,
    With dreams in front of them spread,
    They want to colour their canvas of love,
    Like two young doves,in truelove,
    To come together again,they disperse,
    On different paths,directions diverse,
    To chart out a new,fresh,fragrant love story,
    And create a beautiful end,colourful and in all glory.

    -Madhumita

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