iT iS nOt a veniAl siN..! :(

AD 12010

The mother Earth is ruled by

A new generation of creatures.

More brilliant, more powerful than

These mere human beings!

They settled in Earth,

Established their laws

They are at the helm

“We”; simply muted.

They built houses, families!

Don’t know about their perspectives

Their language is unknown to us

Their vision is away from us

Their hobby,

Is something curious!!

Take a “human kid”.

Uproot his memory

Unplug his thoughts

They make

A fatal dose of poison

We are absolutely ignorant

About it’s vehemence.

Even their intentions

They inject that to the spinal code

Cut some special nerves and veins

Keep always in a 3 foot case!

Hitting nails on the head

Giving only tablets to eat!

Cruelty to its extreme point?

Over year’s work

At last they prepare

This “dwarf man” to exhibit in the shelf

Or in the yard...

Enjoying the stagnation

That morbid mind weeps..
But no tears!

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AD 2010

What a cruelty, we witnessed now!!

Can’t even think about

Such an impossible situation.

So think about one possible thing...

“Please don’t make such bonsai trees”

That’s too as cruel as the former

It’s not a venial sin indeed.

Trees are treasures,

They are helpless in front of us.

latest poem . quite philosophical !

padma*


On a quiet lake
She was born
With lovely petals
Towards the colorful world.

Glowing sun
Looking his face in the
Seeping snow on the
Floating leaves

The aesthetic rays
Recreating rainbow
To please the mind
To calm the heart

The peevish wind
Stuck near to her
Reincarnates as a breeze
To cool the thoughts

Enjoying everything
Without absorbing anything
The implicit non-adhesive nature
Keeps her always fresh

This unique perspective
The non-sticky approach
To the surroundings
A boon given by the God
Or even God learned it from her!

One born rom her
One holds her on his navel
culture adopted her
As a symbol
Saints trying to catch her view.

Without this ideal eyes
Peace will not nurture here
Without this ideal nature
wars will not decay here.

But the spiritual war continues
He,who got the view is the arrow
The cosmic soul the bow
And the destination .....
Nothing but salvation.





padma......the sanskrit word for lotus

CHAWL*....a symbol of true life

In the morning she was with a broom ;
The shards were spread all over the room
She have to rethink " kids are boon or bane"
They broke yet another pot ..in turn her dreams.

She took the shiro* from the pot,
Then it was acting as a kitchen.
It was too smelling to hide......
And made a seiche* of fragrance in the chawl* .

She saw a lot of of people were coming
She have to devide "five to five thousand"
Suddenly it changed to a dining hall...
Fate seized the dish and gave to many!

She tried to catch her kids with-
A cup and soap; then it was a bathroom!
They had been pasting..the soap and oil-
In and all over the room ; she was restless.

The murky day - made the room dark,
She walked hither and thither....
Dreaming about a home ..of sunny, calm,
Not crowded...and having a seperate kitchen!!

The fact of neighbour girl's marrige haunted her,
They were hilarious..but she never!
For a long , terrying one week-
They took the big room as their bed room!!

She was scared about the coming days ,
A whole week they would be in a smaller one
She thought about a deluge of marriages...
Which would wipe out them forever!!!

She compared her childhood with her kids
and found no difference at all.....
She realised that this is a trap in life
God can only save them from this...!

Bad dreams had fluttered in her sleep...
She liked to flee from that ugly place,
She prayed to god everyday...in dawn and dusk!
To shift them to a calm place....having a seperate....

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God received her request very quickly..
Al had been tranferred to a big calm place..
Even the whole chawls..had been displaced!
Still i don't know ..there was a seperate kitchen or not.......!!!

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next days newspaper reported so and so.....EARTH QUAKE IN GUJRAT..!
1000 S OF PEOPLE KILLED
CHAWLS HAVE COMPLEATELY WASHED OUT!!!!!!!!

perhaps this might have the end of chawls....my poem too!!!

*chawl-----thickly populated houses..where one is divided to many
*shiro------- a gujrathi sweet dish
*sieche----- waves

why that lady penguin committed suicide..?!

she felt all as very trenchant
even the lovely snowfall
merely the factitious face
of the beautiful world

she looked to the valley
which a seer to her
her tear drops break
without the laws of fission.

her imbued dreams
scattered all over the silent horizon
she expecting a warrior
from " Ruritania"
to fight against her fate...
her yawn.

that deadly rays falling
again and again
on her immaculate
oily feathers..

she prayed to cybele
to save all from the catastrophe
but the deluge of rays were nonstop
she can't live further
inside and outside her body
hotter and hotter


once again she looked-
to the saline water
frustrated dried beak
still expecting the mercy of
mother god
...!
and in the last breath
she prayed for the coming generations

eventually
she committed suicide...!!!



thousands of miles away
some pupil scrutinizing its reasons
in a chemistry class room
as........................

O 3 + CO ---> CO2 + O2

sorry men....

due to some hurry burry...
the penguin poetry on pending...
wait a little time more....

introduction to the coming ....

dear ...
this is just to keep your attention to my first work
in english poetry.
introducing me first ..
me a physics student..d'tls..will come soon..
now to the matter
have you ever read michel crichton's "the state of fear.."
or....you ever thought about the big disaster we are going to face....as global warming...
if you not..
if me not....
BUT A LADY PENGUIN DID....!!!
just wait and see