Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Friends

Nothing in this world...

Comes completely true.

Like a clam shucked pearl...

Its the point of view.



Believe in your heart...

All that you fear.

But set it apart...

From things you hold dear.



Some nights feel lonely...

Without a word to share.

But life keeps on going...

Even when its not fair.



Your God never left you...

Beside you he walks.

In your hands to choose...

To whisper or to talk.

Many Faces

I have a friend named Anjani

India is where he calls home,

Sometimes he takes journeys

And from place to place he roams.

He's been known to be a conqueror

The great French Napoleon,

He puts his hand inside his shirt

And displays an evil grin.

Sometimes he sits upon a horse

Just call him Cowboy Anjani,

He rides his horse the whole day long

But at night he has a sore fanny.

He's posed for the movie Hairspray

Where his picture was really cute,

He looks like he is dancing

In a funky green leisure suit.

He's also been a Pharoh

Who was holding a cane and septor,

And changed again to Sherlock Holmes...

The famous English Inspector.

He's also been beloved King Richard

Who lived in a really nice palace,

Then puts on another cowboy hat

And stars on the t.v. show Dallas.

I know there's more, but I'm all out of rymes

And alot of space I did consume,

Next time I'll write another poem

About how he studies mushrooms.

(courtesy:a poem added by friends)

Ramses II

Ramses II of Egypt is tonight on a walk,
He would love to travel & find friends to talk.

May remember his days & his loving Nefertari,
Finding awkward gadgets & racing car Ferrari.

He may find this world not so humble & kind,
As 1213 BC is left far far behind.

By the morning sun, he would come back to rest,
In the Berlin museum, to which he finds best.

(#fri april 29th, 2011)

So Inspired

Merely talking sea,
Creates nostalgia,
Reminding our journey,
From sea to land !
Microbes to man,
We have traveled so far
Still containing salt of the sea,
In our bloods !!

Graviton - The Misery

We are being
Hurt or hurt others,
Aggravated or aggravate others,
Been loved or love others,
Been hated or hate others,
Has just one factor behind :
'GRAVITON' - The one & only,
Which can enter into lattices of the 'strings' of all 11 co-ordinates/dimensions,
So no way to get rid of that............ ;
Meditation.....&...Prayers.....................,
A sublimation point..........................!!

(#sun feb 27th, 2011)

Friday, May 20, 2011

Peter Calling

Why you left me Jesus !
Where have you gone ?
Leaving this poor mortal,
Facing all alone.

Did you go through some alley,
Or galloped wind so-high;
Leaving no trace to follow,
Except the sobs & sigh !

Shall I come through some mountain ?
Or ocean some deep;
Leaving ache & burden,
To elder earth's belief.

Me with broken spirit
And tonight a fractured bone;
Will you accept your Peter,
In your grandeur throne.

Friends

Me the Peter
You the Jesus;
Me the rose
You the cause.

Me the mountain
You the space;
Me the Ganges
You the Cape.

Me in person
You my dream;
Cape Agalhus
Both streams meet.

Jackie and Soe !
I love you though;
Be with, be all
So I could never fall.