In the Shelter of My Eyes

When your life is in a mess and you are thoughtless,
And when your rest ain't becoming easy,
Your mind will get homeless ..........

Shadow of black under my eyes,
Are signs of many a sleepless nights,
Life's miseries are mighty high,
Complications one cannot deny.

Rest eludes me, going astray.
Wandering deeply, far far away.
Unfulfilled dreams, without destiny.
Crumpled hopes, fear of reality.

Anxiety ends up in more worry,
Such heavy burden to carry,
Fearful to live in this agony,
And not too easy in forgetting.

Nature's Serenade

When times get sick, and the life is astray.
When what you longed for you'd never receive,
yet you perceive.
And when all is in a catastrophy,
then I suggest we seek calmness somewhere ....
but all by yourself
so you can have nothingness
in order to achieve self realization,
so read on .....

The river that flows,
The streams that follow,
To the hills and the mountain,
They are like blood brothers.

The sound of waves,
That rushes to shore,
Flapping against the sands & rocks,
Like thunder they would roar.

The trees are swaying,
They seem to be whispering,
The grass around them swinging,
Sounds like they are singing.

The wind that blows across,
With breezes that seems to sob,
It gently brushes through,
The petals of dews.

Flowers are blooming,
And butterflies are swifting,
The blue skies drifting,
Gushes of sand goes a shifting.

It makes your brown eyes blue,
Your heartbeat tends to retreat,
Shut to all that you ever knew,
You are indeed in deep deep sleep!

P.S. always remember that life is just what we make it.

perfectness

In Dec 1989, as I was a regular traveller & being busy with my job, I suddenly found myself always constantly trying my level best to do things as perfect as can be and so I wrote this poem :-

Brown skeleton of leaves are found,
In the forest that has whispering sound,
With a serenity of it's own,
Music can be heard so often.

Made by nature and the wind,
Their branches of trees dance in swings.
The forest is very forgetful,
It has the freedom of being peaceful.

All of these is it's independence,
Only if there never have been human interference,
In this part of the wilderness,
Lies world's most unfound perfectness!