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I TOO, SHALL DIE

  I TOO, SHALL DIE.............                            That fine day, there shall be no morning walk, or  long yoga practices to keep himself stiff, steady, energetic and healthy. The tender grass won't be sad, for he shan't tread on it. The birds might try to find him for they love his poetry, and the brown dog might miss the comfortable scratch below its neck and on its back! The flowers await for the boy who carries their fragrance to his guru's feet and they too wither away. The fishes miss his gentle touch, though they swim away showing off they don't miss him. The blue skies and the waters beyond where the boy used to gaze feels without attention for he was a beholder of the beauty and colour with all depth and height. When he was around there was a certain enchantment, a rare ambience of peace and joy. Dreams, too die, along with him, for they were alive in his tender eyes which could dream, vivid dreams and see great visions.      All that was his was now an

FISHES

 TO ALL THE FISHES, SOME TOUCHED BY MY HAND & OTHERS BY MY HEART........ Ah! What a life you fishes You're such lovely riches! Men wanting your beauty Copied your colours for their woman. The painters crave your combo The birds climbed your fins to wings. Your shape is the bee and the bird, Those gills without chills, Nobody knows your skills, For you have a lovely skill! 

THE MOUNTAIN LORD

 In the far away mountains, I am, To behold the beauty of the horizon. The scorching sun had made its mark, So did I find shade to my feet. Fumes of white clouds from the peaks, Makes one forget the valleys seen. Cool air relaxing the bosom, My beloved had come to thy heart. Pebbles on the way seemed quite old, The brook flowing, making music. The Hillock- a strange place Everything big seems so small. A crazy heart that I have, I care not for my peace. Crickets & Hoppers seeing, Birds & Bees following. I've never been a warlord, Just been to see the mountain lord.

The Angst Of A Young Man

 Caught in the delusions of the two worlds, one of his mind, one of the seemingly actual! A few sought power to rise & some after clairvoyance. Both doesn't seem to fulfil  A heart with a hundred desires. Many behind a religion & rank, This, a tale of a young man! Or every man who was young.

SEX

 Childish boys & girls to be, Prudish men & women! Seems arduous & nebulous, To be malicious & promiscuous! Wanton virgin sex, An everlasting vex! So much on the apex, A desire to flex, Just a funny reflex!

On children & life

 On Children  I have started the ISHA STUDENTS' CLUB & STUDY CENTRE , out of my passion for children. They are children first, then students. It is very strange how children are and each student amuses me every time I see them. They are simple-minded until the influence of the society leaves a scar on their mind to corrupt the purity of their hearts & shake the harmony of their being. "I am often asked what is your role in your organization?" I am just a volunteer; I'm ready to teach, to play, to dance, to sing, to learn, to gossip, to talk to their parents, and anything that needs to be done, I'm ready to do. The CEO,DIRECTOR,...are just words,  positions which doesn't mean anything much to my life. For me, the children are of utmost value. You see, what you have done to your children! You have made them-rich, poor, hindu, christian, muslim, smart, cunning, blind-believers, prudish, sentimental, jealous , political and what not ? To see a child with s

STOCK MARKET

 Cycles of bull and bear,  To mull all I bare!  My money and his money,  To gain all their money!  Slicing from moon, till noon!  With a bun, in the sun!  Red and Green,  Seen and Unseen!  A plumber of number,  An uncanny math,  Or a pure Gamble?  An unexplained fact,  The rising graph after my sell,  The falling graph after my buy!  Fair and Unfair,  Rich and Poor!  Above All, Money to lose, lose and lose  To win, win and win!  A life of bet all set!!!  - Yashas Ray