The Last Minute Before Death

The man is dying. He could see Yamaraj. Last wish in few words he wants to ask from God. He only want to observe and figure out how he spent his life, how much he hated and loved people.

Oh lord oh lord! just leave me to the mercy

For a minute to turn back,

To mend all I did blunderingly

To look how bad I spent,

To feel how I hurt any

Just once let me turn back, to see I was loving to how many

Remorse I have let me console,

Yes I traumatized lots of

Last minute to love them all

Whom I ever torment

Oh lord grace me a chance

Last time to persuade them all

And to hold my love one’s hand to peep in eyes not to let cry

 Oh lord oh lord! just leave me to the mercy

Loveliest Paint, Like a Death.

Who would like to paint a canvas in which the color used is the blood of your lovable one? She came in between my paint courtyard and asked me to draw my loveliest paint using of blood from her Heart as shining Color.

Silent, Intensive, and bit emotional

Standing in courtyard before canvas

Wanted to think, had nothing, if I could mix love in the paint

The most loving and wholehearted I wanted it to make

You came and whispered with warm sentence

Stab my heart and collect the blood to paint your piquant

It will consist of love you filled it with

Show the world shine of your love in that lymph

Oh my dear! Will I be alive to brush such paint you think?

Instead you could stand along to hold my hand and guide brush to complete it

Wish! My life end in the shade of your love

Why you want my love to be oozed  out of your heart?

You, Your Memories and Care!

On the wall on the roof

The ground and on sky

When I saw a face appeared always

Tried touching, shaking and moving

But felt no one as there

Wandering amazed who is it?

The one everywhere but untouched

Long later I realized

It’s your Image in the eyes

I am so mad still couldn’t recognize.

In rooms in the fields

On the path and in the air

Whenever I passed it smelled something

Tried chasing, knowing and finding the source

But only dismayed I was

Wonder, Confused, Anxious!

What really did it scent?

Was something really or delusion it was

Suddenly the realization came

It’s all Memories that your love gave.

While sleeping it made me thump

Whenever alone strengthen my Will

A hand on the shoulder

There was if any made me sad

Like A thumb and a forefinger

On my chin to make me look up

If mistaken if done wrong

But still unrecognizable feel

One important day it made me known

It’s your Care that you put aside me always.

The Nature Touch!

Nature is amazing, gives pleasure on each of its touch. A little experience I'm sharing with you.....

See the high mountain lofty,

Yes there is trees’ green 

See them rippling like dancing

Yes the wind wave making them to

But also something there is

Hanging and swaying on the trees

They are fruits? They are not

They are savage? They are not

What’s undefined dimensioned? Not known

 

Wow they are moving, uff! now chasing us

Feel their touch how fuzzy is this

Coming, touching, tickling, running away

Really we’re jiggered what are they

Hide and seek playing to make us run

Not even tarrying a while when coming to hug

About to dribble from sieving wrapper 

The dark black CLOUDS, with cold vapor . 

Freedom in Boundaries

 Boundaries, boundaries and boundaries every where all around........... when I see this world with all these boundaries it makes me to think, being superior in thought process how free we are? Really are we free in this boundary-full world? Or better are those who are never asked where they have turned move ?

On the heighten hills, in deep valley

On sea beach and river banks

While looking up in sky, sitting on last mile stone

I have a thought, chagrining me inside

Sapience we are but what we have

Anticipation to prove and boundaries to go

Freedom of restrictions, with fake aroma 

Still feel us the best among all fauna

Seeing the bird free to fly,

Feeling the wind free to flow high

Observing the river free to ways

Staring the sky free of limits all away

Where are we free? Bound everywhere

Bound to continent bound to country, to language and states

Bound to religion to caste and to lineage

In status, in profession, even in cloths we are bound

Still I am,

In the pursuit of Happiness with boundaries all around    

Bigger Enemy?

Is life a joy, no one wants to loose

Or paining truth like enemy?

It’s a journey, shows something every time

Or defeat? snatches whatever we want

Like clear page to be ruled and write

Or a designed module just to go through

More faithful is the death? the ultimate truth

Or disloyal, never comes whenever yearned

It relieves the pain, the soul may have?

Or pains the souls around

It gives the way to reach heaven?

Or to leave heaven we made here, all the way

  

While sitting alone thinking only

Being truth which one is loving?

The life! Made to feel the truth of death 

Or the death! Realized to live the span of life 

MY CHASE: just one breath away!!!!

She is dead and he is sitting beside her with no tears in eyes. Tears are dried because of a deep  shock of her death. He can not tolerate this grief and about to die in little more time. But he has few things to say..................

  My heart is choked and eyes are dry,

Unbearable pain is stuck there in

Can not shed drop of tears,

Can not weep can not cry

A wince is stir in the throat,

And with twinge heart is falling.

You are no more but why I am so quite?  

Where’s that quarrel, where’s fight?

Sitting beside thinking about

You will never speak, never will be in sight

I know it all but why senses are numb?

Why heart is choked and eyes are dry?  

Last time is this, while sitting with you,

Last time is this, when I can hug you

Last is this to feel your touch

Last is the time to contact eyes,

But look   

Just one breath, I am away from you,

That is why;     

My heart is choked and eyes are dry!!!