A poem for you

You are a stream, wild and crazy,
I'm an old wall, damp and dreary.
You are a glittering lamp,dazzling yellow
I'm a shaking hand, breaks lamp of sorrow.


You are unpredictable, diwali bumper.
I'm alone poet, on a deserted harbor.
You are daffodil, laden with pollen
I know few magic, a magician.

I'm a novice boozer, a day dreamer
If you don't love, I don't care.
How can you be great, a loving image
If your warm hand, never touches my face.

If I take venom, if I be cover story
Will you then grieve, will you be sorry.
Look these words are, flying hither and thither
And if I get lost, will you cry dear.

Farewell

Today I have to let you go,
So here is the toast for you.
The mind is getting deluged now,
With the laugh and tears we shared.

Today I have nothing else to give,
Still some easy tricks yet to be shared.
Let me know if you still care,
To come one day here.

Today the life here is grey,
But I want you to move towards green.
Its always good to move with time,
As in this lies the beauty of life.

Silent Spring

The morning today is different,
And the air is intoxicating,
Someone is whispering amidst the deodar
That spring is near.

The dried leaves are swept by the wind,
The old trunk is blessed with small green leaves,
Sudden cry of cuckoo brings to mind
That spring has come at last.

Love is in the air,
But the smell is lost with you.
Buried under piles of papers,
I am writing the song of spring.

Don't look for spelling nor for meaning,
But look for the face of an inexpensive man,
Who once dared to show his love ,
In one evening of spring.

Nirvaya

Papa these days I used to remember a lot about you,

About the dreams that you have asked me to dream,

About the road under gulmohar on which we used to stroll in evening.

The battle declared for sake of me is now over,

The pamphlets about me have worn down from wall,

The candle has burnt out long ago,

The flowers in my honour have dried out now.

Papa you have given me wings to befriend the blue sky,

And helped me to know every color of life,

And teached me how to live free on this earth.

But today the words like freedom, independence

Seem unknown to me.

May be I fail to understand what you have taught,

Or may be I fail to interpret that for a woman,

These words have different sense after all.

Today I am living far away from you

But believe me I never wanted this separation.

Why you have given me those wings of freedom?

Why you have shown me only the beauty of life?

Why you have make me taste the bliss of independence?

I never wanted to be a martyr,

Never thought of getting my name in an epitaph

Neither should I want to be a poem of a poet

Or an essay of a daily!

All I want is to dream and live

All I want is to get you along my side

But one small mistake make me obliterate

Even the name you have given is thrown in the dark.