I adore you,
You spend all the time
You have for me,
So naturally i shall love thee,
As a good friend
Best philosopher
Friendly guide,

You hold my hand
To the end of the tunnels
Of my unlit time
From the darkness of anonymity
I know you shall lift me,
But fear not the veil of superficiality
Upon my face shall
Some day,
Not too far in the distant
Shall be revealed,
If not by me
But perhaps
By a whistler may be
Of whom I know so many!

Yes Where?
Where in the tumultuous oceans
Of rife imagination
Thou dost dwell
In the folded leaves of eternal time
Which no man can tell.
Can anyone search amongst
A seething crowd
An adorable one like thee,
Where on earth can some one find
A magnificent one like She,
May be Sangeeta like thee
But within the folds
Of a fluttering heart
I have to admit
Many poets did I’d admit
Into the crevices of my lonely soul
As with you alone
My friend,
I couldn’t have shared my whole

most wives hide

so many
more important things

from their hives
from hubbies
as they can't
hide lies

and which would
perhaps
end their
comfortable lives

Love Will Ye!

I don't share
I buy love
In exchange
Ere I in the ego of my cancer
Finally derange

I am simply a poet
Of no consequence
Those who read me
Are my personal friends
And human beings
As I too am
One amongst the crowd of 6.5 billion
As much as you are
I too am one.

Lost My Horizon!

It reminds me of stories gory,
Which traversed?
The finger-prints of time
Some one erased
From the earth a friend of mine,
Having mauled
As a lion a deer

He was such a rascal,
Oh now I fear
I let him go unknowingly then,
Had I been a bit braver than now,
I would have shredded those kinds of men
I feel guilty till today
That though I tried my best
To keep my friend away,
He made her go astray
What blasphemy,
He also finally got away.

I have no such handicapped child
But a young poet
17 years kid
In UK
Is dumb
And
Can’t walk at all
But her poetic ability
Surpasses many
So i tried to inject positivity in her
And i am happy to say
I succeeded
And
Then she read
Every one of my poems
And
Made a sweet poem
In each one
For me
An adorable she

God may help her too
I pray daily tis true

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Poetic creation!

I love twins
And
I love to
Procreate much more
As quintuplicate
In poems
Birthing
I conjure

Perhaps!
Perhaps
Nobel
Wanted to dynamite
The mountains to till
But we humans
Dynamite
To kill

Glad you read my poem
Which time
Had so stilled

Since long
Twas perhaps
Gods will.

Please also do read
My poem on
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I Always Wonder

Why we all wander
As you to now wonder
I must certainly
Have to ponder,
No wonder
Religion and Science
Go hand in hand
Then twas

Imagination

With only religion,

Now with addition of inventions
Scientific intervention
It’s a matter for consideration
We can't live on bread alone,
As now is an era of

Perception

In which we all roam.