tear drop

that is a
crystel slipped from my
eye lid

she is from
my dream
one orphan

i know she is not my
sweat drop

because
iamm always crying

dont know the reason
like this drop

my rain bow

time hand
wet from my tear drops

i am waiting....

i know my enemy
but i dont know
what is my real sad

my time hand will become
rainbow
with my tear drop

i will break it
will break
my rain bow

need

if ur tasting
rice

while pealing apple
think kaasmeer
and

pure safron

disintegrate
the idiotic india

is it
reaL
OR EVER
our bhuddan

need my ash

fate
is fate

i have beeennn fr years alive
writing poems

write write write

my life with you
my body with me

it is horrible
waiting for your convenince
to cremate me

i feel terriiible
please creamate me
i neeed my ash

nizhal shadow

my shade

can hide lotus
and sun

cant hide
alchaholic fit
my shade is waving like flame

be care full

i amm searching
you
like a butter fly
who forget time and space.......

the blood is always there
in her foot steps

she faded away
from my sad and dreams................

why did you give your
star likes eyes to me.....

be care full
i will regain time and space...........

spouce

i met a man

a drunkard with

42 years age

he disclosed

the absence
he suffering
that was absence of a spouce

where is her soul?

they sacryfised her
but the sword is
our
ever innocent friend
one indian train......

she faded in dark
is it black hole

we sent her alive
we regained her chopped meat

we are the culprit
we trapped the prey
and hand over.....................................................

what ever it is
where is her soul?

food

any body can make
but
the protection is prime

famine is the created art
care
famine is not a tragedy
it s a creation

like sad

FLOWER

in at once wake

trying to recollect dream

it was a lost
lost of a flower....

threw it away
dark to light

ok

she is coming
my spouse
but i will give that flower to her
from my lips like a kiss