बुधवार, २१ नोव्हेंबर, २००७

My Dreams

I Play The Lead Role

In Hollywood Films

I Fly Very High

In My Latest Dreams

I Become A King

And Wear A Crown

I Eat So Many Chocolates

That My Teeth Go Brown

Flying In The Sky

I Touch The Sun

On Just The Thought Of It

I Have So Much Fun

I Fly By The Aero-Plane

Which Belongs To Me

When I Look Down The Aero-Plane

I Find Many Things To See.

I Become A Champion Of Sports

Especially The Football

I Become The Greatest Actor

Working In A Drama Hall

When I Write Such Type Of Poem

I Just Calm Down And Sit

And Now I Must End This Poem

As I’ve Got No Rhyme To It

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गुरुवार, ८ नोव्हेंबर, २००७

MY 'POME'

Those Were Rainy Days

I Was Going To My Friend’s Place

When It Started Raining

And It Fell All Over My Face.

When I Reached My Own Home Again

There Was No Longer Heavy Rain

It Just Vanished Into Thin Air

What Luck! It Was So Unfair.

All Had Come Out To Play

When River Level Rose And There Was A Flood

As Soon As I Came Out To Play Too

The Level Reduced And Remained Just Mud.

It Seemed Daylight In Night

When There Was A Lightning

Having A Little Wink At It,

We Felt It Most Frightening

We Were Standing There For It To Hear

We Were Standing There To Shake With Fear

When I Had Returned To My Own Home

I Had A Bath With Lots Of Soap Foam

Why To Say A Poem, When I Can Call It A ‘Pome’

Which Is Ended Now In My Home Sweet Home

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मंगळवार, ६ नोव्हेंबर, २००७

The sky

The Sky

I Saw Some Birds

That Passed Many Words

Behind There Past

As They Were Going So Fast

Opening Their Mouth

They Were Going To The South

Making Some Noises

They Expressed Their Voices

They Experienced The Freedom

Of The Nature’s Kingdom

They Were Free To Fly

In The Open Sky

Hearing Them Sound Melodious

I Was Furious And Jealous.

Why! Why! Why!

Only They Are Able To Fly

And Have Some Fun

In The Fresh And Open Sky.

बुधवार, ३१ ऑक्टोबर, २००७

My mind

I’m Cross With My Mind
That Is Not So Kind
To Let Me Sleep Soon
In The Early Afternoon.
It Thinks Of The Cars
That I Will Buy
It Thinks Of The Stars
That Are Shining In The Sky
But Even Then I
Don’t Know Why
My Mind Doesn’t Let Me
To Just Have My
Wink Of Sleep
Until It Is Five
My Mind Is So Confused
Why It Is Actually Used
It Was So Much Amused
That It Had Me Accused
My Mind Asks Me
How Will Be Rangoon?
How Could I Tell It
When I Was Swelling A Balloon
My Mind Says It Rules Me
But I Think When I Will Be Free
There Will Be No One
Except Me And Me
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बुधवार, २४ ऑक्टोबर, २००७

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THE NIGHT

‘it was a wonderful night

which had a great moon light

that it even would might

make a whole town bright’

and on… and on… and on…

it just went through the tongue

at that wonderful sight of the night.

i had never felt so much excited

than i had felt the same night.

the sky looked dark blue

the lighten clouds gave a clue

now where was the moon?

it came out of there soon.

i saw the brighten sky

and i wished that i could fly

the air was fresh and dry

oh! my… my… my…

suddenly the sky started to weep

when all the birds were preparing to sleep

it surprised the whole town

the sky looked black, the land looked brown

i began to think on what i had seen

how can be these skys so mean?

i also started to weep at the sight

when i was to sleep and say ‘good-night’.