An outflow of words
there being no meaning
but be it full of notes
pleasing to the ears
making the heart happy
getting into the depth
there we feel no sense 
as it is a string of words
blowing up too much
nothing pertaining to reality
something bordering on emptiness
yet it reaches many and more
how much it be shallow
that does not bother
but raised to great levels
by the one who uttered
and by the one who heard
that being the easiest way
the facile win all over
called as an interesting conversation
termed as an engaging convention.
The fortune Ivisualize
being not one of wealth
not also of prosperity
that every one wishes
but one of understanding
one of benevolence
that goes with a prowess
with an acumen
one being of skill and tact
a way to live in this world
full of deceit and scandal
relying on power and greed
a tone different and unusual
a texture altogether distinct
believing in skill and knack
that be the way in particular
that be the schedule in specific
as of how to live in the strange world.
Is it not a fortune that all long for?
Motive Behind
Being Dark
The Limitation
Be it me or you
that might be one of us
going on into the stream
not able to object politely
not feeling to protest fiercely
a placid attitude on the go
never to raise the voice be what may
that has been my way,your way
all that matters every body’s way
harmless it might look on the surface
really harmful it sounds in depth
voicing the opinion then and there
would dispel controversies over there
while nurturing them for long
would lead to a burst in the run
affecting the health at first
finally a break beyond redemption.
that would affect
Pass and Pause.
The days go in a hurried move
I wonder why they move
if they stay almost so
be not in a steady go
it would be great in the flow
as the leisure would be there
nothing to hurry and take care
else all would be lovely and fair
as there would be no passing of the day
with the clock not moving in a way
the sun ascending lethargically all day
as we slowly munch our break fast
while we sip our tea not in deliberate cast
sitting back leaning on a pillar all the more
with legs drawn straight to the fore
there we relax hearing nature’s song
the orchestra of the birds and insects playing
there we pass and pause with joy
Is that day anything near so as to enjoy?
if that be so close and so near
I would remain in this land without fear
.
Addiction Strenuous.
The eccentricity I possess
goes with me in writing too .
I write with a passion and force
I am unaware of its source
It is a drive unknown to me also
as I go on writing from morn to night in gusto
posting on my little canvas in the course
while my readers wonder ,of course
why I keep on posting in rows
might be feeling and smiling as they browse
thinking of me as an eccentric at their doors
or as one similar to a drunkard in a doze
who drinks with a fervour at no regular chose
unable to stop at any time but be it continuous
Well! this is another addiction being
little strenuous
that possesses me for long
know not be it good or bad.
.
The Creative Grandeur
Let be the creativity
that embraces the infinity
be it in verse or music
it appears a mystic
be it in art or sculpture
it mesemerises the spectator
that creativity is not found anywhere
it being seen not in an ordinary ware
it being thoroughly exclusive in shine
looking exquisite and fine
the creation be that of God or man
seen through the glasses of plan
there be a selective design and a uniformity
with the structure in all its dimensional credibility
there we see a great verse with a flow
an enchanting recital with a divine glow
a lovely painting that captures the eye
a beautiful sculpture that forces a buy.
there lies the heart of creativity
be it in God or man in all its nativity






