MONEY

one had been expecting,
what he had been always lacking..
though one did not try..
but always thought, one should have...
because who had, were flourishing...

it is not game or tough task
all it is, what we motivate ourselves for
our action gets it along
a little distraction takes it all
though you grow richer somehow
you find yourselves, entrapped in distension
his efforts could be better,
had he been much broadened
not because money is our requirement,
just, meant to sustain survival.....

Life; a mystery......

one thing is missing, heavily,
what is that piercing, severely,
ooh, some one is getting consumed,
somewhere, someone is feeling insecure,
where you are gonna uphold?
what we have sustained all the life
is that all; what we are for?

What is that missing?
where, who is lagging?
i am sure, we are not: who leads
we are mere objects, being slotted
helm is not in our hands,
we are following: provided
we are conscious, just surviving
we are living, is all reality
destination is our action,
life is cherished, and
values are revered
If it is Creator,
who directs that creation,
is still my Question???

ooH pleasinG raiN!!!

How shall i tell you?
what i had been facing..
it would be very fascinating
if you could come early...
my days were very humiliating
because Lord Sun was not agreed
to have mercy on His disciples
it is the time, when you must come
when powerful Sun, dwell at equator
I feel dying,  at every quarter

ooh dear Rain..
will get relax off, all my strain
sweating, was getting foul odor
it is nice, to smell your spatter
who rescue you off, all your dues
we must work in order to maintain sane
let Sun spread its wing
let's never, that i feel alone
Thanking is all, what i have in hand
i reiterate again and again
OoH pleasing Rain....  Pradeep

 a little wish....

I too have a little wish
i too want to belong,
where you dwells,
surfeited with happiness
i gets myself feel abnormal
though i try to behave formal
it seems, everything is disordered
though you extract bliss form same existence
for me having what i scored, births new sprout
my need so tends to get new prime
tough you make yourself dive in
prosper with, what have been blessed
since happiness is thus still around
but still lag behind......
fees a little wish ended up
having gained noting....
  

Her wish; went unaccomplished...

it was me, going away
it was she, going shallow
our bondings had strings,
strings, which had divine springs
i played lot, jumping around
a scratch, would take her breathe down
scoldings would seem, flushing
draining me down, superficially
welcoming my endeavors,
prompting me to have prudence,
weaving my mistakes, to appear strong...

it was me, going away
it was she, going shallow
her finesse efforts, glorified moves
had satiated me to feel proud
i am left alone, today
repenting, i could not accomplish
her last wish; to get her "smoking sticks"
years gone by, still when i remember
i go maudlin, down the line.....


what is life meant for?
if, you live, devoid of feeling
to repay one's gratuity,
who has shared your moments,
those pleasing moments;
when are not remembered!!!!
existence might go in vain...
tough you are affluent,
greed will besiege you around..
dreams will be fulfilled,
but; one will lose its existence, no doubt.....







 

 Vanity---  unusual feeling

where will u take this vanity..
pretending; you have all superiority,
who is and how is, one in your vicinity,
insecurity and animosity flourishes,
when your lift your soul,
with unusual feeling,
loaded with "vanity".....

where will u take this vanity,
who is less, you think
not of your capability,
is actually, you are facing unreality
where things are faded,
having no sense of gravity
chances that, you are supposed
to be being best, is still
what needs clarity?
as usual we all rest in God,s creativity
we must present him due gratuity
for we need to live with word so called "AMITY" ---- Pradeep kumar

And then i cried...

Tears starting rolling my eyes...
it was all love, craving to touch again
her hands,
dying to fall again so that let her again
take me up,
why i am going again, when i know
i will miss her a lot
it my unfortunate to live
devoid of her....

Holding on my heartily emotions a longer,
i decided not to turn again,
it was ineffable, heavily maudlin note,
one could hardly recognize..
i was left unmoved, a sight of her eye
made me cry...
tears starting rolling my eyes...

A fettered soul......

A man had been staggering,
his voice was choking,
dressed in simple suits; appearing
as if strife, not wishing to utter,
a few: when asked, who are you?

Have you lost the way or
been forced by severe dismay?
before, had he been opened up?
i could pretend, there was missing link
he had fallen prey to severe pain
pain; which was haunting him inside,
inside; he was mere a body with no conscience
conscience; which lost somewhere its sunshine
he was strolling in dark,
which only, could bring him.
an another reason to resign...
because having lost your name, is not you go insane....

having conversed, i could
suggest, not to give up!!!
there is lot more to come
plenty of options , you will be flushed
your perception, your invocation
takes you, where your are designated,
making your soul, slave of pessimism
is not an act of optimism..
consider the very impulsive thoughts
whose origin must have divine knots,
because having lost yourself, is not curative action..