rain in spring

A comforting lullaby of a spring welcoming rainfall, 
And a deep whole day sleep in the day so dull, 
There was nothing to mull, 
At the time with fovour growing tall.
Now rain seems to fade,
And sleep in me is dead;
On the warmth wrapped bed,
I struggle with these lines on my head.
Having written so and said,
hope my night is not raid.

Midnight craze

Drowned in the pitch darkness,
Night seems sunk and dead outside.
Nothing but voices of barking dogs
Reverberate in my ears inside.
Patter of rain on the roof 
Appears like beating of drums.
Thank god! Winter is bidding adieu
And as spring knocks at the door of time
I wait embrace it.
A new moment is here for us!

Weird feelings

Down the hills running and rushing, 
One part of my mind ask me to bunk,
To the place where I am beckoned,
To the place where I belong.
Everything wants me back 
Yet I am held back--
Held by a responsibility to myself
And for the future.

Departure

That moment when you depart from home, 
And to faraway place you are gone,
Doesn't your heart pain? 
Doesn't your voice crack
When you bid farewell to your mum?
A major disastrous pang of throttling pain
happens,
To your mum.
A woman who brought you up to be a man
What must have happened?
Departure is the toughest moment of life!
And more than that,
To live with a feeling that you are left alone
Consumes you entirely!

memories

How could I erase those memories 
That linger in my life like a dream? 
Those childhood days 
That brought excitement and fun 
That bruised our knees 
And caused stumbling on pebbles
Still tickle my senses
As I dig times to look for past days.
Hide and seek
Police and thief
Come fresh in my mind.
In the remnants of paddy,
Running for different games,
And when lost succumbing to
Running after cattle in turn
Pulls tears off my eyes.
Such were the moments,
Such was life!

Death

Death

Who are we to claim an individual world?

We are the slaves of time

And puppets of death!

Are we not moving with time

Like being dragged along?

As though we are the sun

Entrapped in the phenomenon of

Rising and setting,

We have our life

Coming and going!

Yesterday fades within our sight,

And today comes from far

Yet envious tomorrow takes

All we have

All we gather.

As air stops moving in us,

Like a log of wood we lay down flat

For devil organisms to feed on our flesh.

What we were a while ago

And what do we become a while after?

Time takes toll on us

And one day,

We become servants of the death.

Life is but a death in disguise!

Death

Death

Who are we to claim an individual world?

We are the slaves of time

And puppets of death!

Are we not moving with time

Like being dragged along?

As though we are the sun

Entrapped in the phenomenon of

Rising and setting,

We have our life

Coming and going!

Yesterday fades within our sight,

And today comes from far

Yet envious tomorrow takes

All we have

All we gather.

As air stops moving in us,

Like a log of wood we lay down flat

For devil organisms to feed on our flesh.

What we were a while ago

And what do we become a while after?

Time takes toll on us

And one day,

We become servants of the death.

Life is but a death in disguise!