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  Nature's Track

The wind was here

It has left its track

Love was here

It has dropped its tear

The sky has cried

So the rivers flow

Beauty was here

It has touched the flowers

And there is no man

To diminish it all

 

The Art Piece

I tell the untold story,

It lies within me,

With contrasting colours,

Having tales painted by my artist,

I give a relishing sight...

To the people with flavour

I owe the art

But just a canvas, what am I?

Nothing more than a maker's piece

But as the night falls

I hang on the museum wall...

Darkness is around me...

The doors are locked

And I am there ... in solitude 'alas'!

 

Gods on Earth

Light, sound, beauty talks

Current affairs,

Wedding of the great artist

My new car,

And the bridal dress

The hot issues

And he was unaware!

(Unaware) of what was going on

At a wrong place he stood

Not knowing what could happen

He saw,

And his eyes widened

Steaming dinner

and

Delicious cuisines

His fingers twitched

He took small-frightened steps

Dared he not

Take his eyes off the heaven!

Maybe his innocent belief made him think

That the fantasy would end

And the heaven would shatter;

Like all his dreams!

He came forward

(With his eyes fixed in front of him!)

Sweet aroma was all he could feel

An empty belly was all he had

What could end his hunger (food), was all he saw

But his world broke apart

The moment of ecstasy had passed

And he was on the floor!

This was not the end,

And that's what he was sure of

(But it was too late!)

His mind couldn't accept

The reality,

That he was an intruder,

A stranger,

And a thief!

His eyes still searched for food

(Food) that they now devoured

But the scene changed;

And he saw vultures

Between the kicks and curses

(He saw vultures!)

Devouring ruthlessly

Not food, but him!

He screamed and now knew

That he was at a place

Not for him

But

A place for gods

Gods on earth!

 

Warrior of Dignity

With a will of iron,

And a heart of steel,

I set on my path,

Out to purge and heal,

Adamant on my goal,

I face the world,

It's simple as this

There's dignity for me to restore,

These shameless, flawed people,

What are these creatures?

I wonder,

Like a silent preacher,

Humbled as I may be,

I move on valiantly,

I chose a tough path,

But I honour my loyalty,

Swiftly moving on,

Through the dark and the dawn,

The heavy task I bear,

Throbs close to my heart...

 

Flame of Hope

In the stark darkness

A flame of hope is lightened

Since the winds have been too strong

Hope has always been proved wrong

The flame of hope has begun to flicker

Now once again

Dying a gradual death each moment

Life is going to be darker once it has died

But it's surely again going to light itself up

Even before the tears have been dried

 

Quantum Mechanics

The world is a theatre

Of a million dances

Of atoms and molecules

Of orbits and orbitals

Of 'like repels like'

In the balance of forces

So that in a lovers' sweet kiss

The lips never meet

And all that happens

Is the repulsion of a zillion electrons

 

Fickle Hopes

My lyrics dismantle

On the work-desk

Against the clock's tick-tock

The pen frisking

Across the bare paper

The lantern hanging low

And a ghastly pallor

Pouring silent gloom

Dissolving into my mind

The cracking glass-panes

Under the times' banes

Sounds of you

Still in that air

I, still there

Upon that chair

Still collecting shards

Of my broken dreams

Still searching the past

In the cold...

Compiled by N.A.

 

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