Window in Eternity..........

Unruffled window stood in eternity...
Songs of sparkling stars,glittering sun
Moon beam were heard from the window...
It coughed drooping leaves&twilit...
It showed Blooming buds and fragrance...
Alas!I never woke up.

I clutched my hands to the grills...
Oftimes...briny drops kissed the grills..
I leaned..and counted stars....
I sensed the world...
Oh! i never sensed the window...

Pall camouflaged ...
I dribbled through the pane...
ofttimes i shut & battered...
Yet It embraced my heartless thoughts..

I 'grew' and agnised...
Evermore undiminishing light remains
AS Beacon forever in my life...

Indeed,Dad is the window of my life...
the roots of my thoughts&seed of my wisdom..

Dad-My guide to the world around!

Endurer...

Poems glorify her graceness,

Epics spells her power,

History spoke her strength,

Pictures reveal her beauty,

Couldn't reveal her mystery.

A bread winner at times,

The chord of every nest,

A Banyan for her folks,

A lullaby for her clan,

A synonym of endurance...

Woman.

Eternal Wonder...

No love is greater than her

No warmth is bigger than her
Her love is always ther
Mayn't a laugher
Never a harsher
For certain a tougher
But a gentle toucher
An eternal lender
The highest kinder
Ageless well wisher
The greatest teacher
The priceless wonder..
Mother

Victim

Her scream echoed across the ocean.

Alas,None heard the painful fusion.

Elated ogre rendered a grin...

It peeled her tender skin

Flesh ripped and bruised flutterd in ache...

Clothes torn and scattered in heartache...

Heart yelled with constant knots..

Where to ride and how to die?

Gown camouflaged her frame,

Oh!couldn't conceal her shame.

Streets choired the satire tone...

Beats of jeer and twit were thrown

Yearned a shelter to reach and rest..

Ah! she earned the screech and dust

Songs of heedless played through the flute....

Daughters and mothers followed the mute.

Where to ride in the world of wide?

No where to go,no place to hide.

Folks bugled the best curseword

and she became the street's jailbird.

Oh! world large and wide...

Alas,hearts small with pride!

Force spoke their common troth

Rotten and sloth became the oath

Wolves scratches lovely daughters..

Alas,No thought touches the devil mashers.

Beasts relish lovely pleasures...

and daughters burried as eternal martyrs.

Toiling Tots

A seven letter word pierce like a roar

It takes the soul and crushes like a sword

The dawn rings in the wonted tone....

To sweat,strain and relish the groan..

Colourful cohorts gaze and dance to seek

Some toil and wage to keep..

Abide the whipping songs of masters...

Oh!to feed grains to their folks

They gain and learn life..

Alas,discard and burry their little life..

Rules shower thousand rights...

Still they ravel in voiceless plights...

Afew rings em child and alots yell labour

Neither a child,nor a labour...

Bare victim of seven letter word

Poverty.

Threnody of a bud

Listen to the scream of the bud.

Could any see the tiny heart's crud?

Birds,Fawns,flowers,lambs bloom.

A holy child I' am in a gloom.

A blooming bud and naive,

Yet the wise men gifted a churlish heave

My heart torned with a hurricane cleave,

I stood with a throbbing greave.

Alas,Alas, no longer a knowledge den,

I scorn from this glen.

Ah,i can't hold a quill pen.

O Lawmen save me from the den.

O Wise men, look at my briny eyes,

trembling hands and shivering legs.

O elders,my heart flutter with ache,

For the tyrant wrath i taste

O' the scholars,what ye preach

Song of love or anguish tone?

O the mentors,what ye teach?

Wisdom words or boorish note?

I hopped and sprawled to learn,

Alas, I sensed only the spurn.

O wise men,let them smile and seek

Never let them wail and weep.

(This is a poem on corporal punishment.)

Eternal Phantom....

Ah,beguiled heart whispered about your retrace,

I danced with joy,draped dress of ye dearie shade.

Oh! A lots to ask,dozens to share.

Momma...where were you in the yore?

You left me in a cage,

I missed you through my voyage,

Will you be with me in the coming age?

I can't lose you from my stage.

Ye wailing tot ablooms and mellows,

Voice hums and sings cradle songs,

Listen to my motherly melodies.

In a moment,i heard ye footsteps.

I flew to welcome you with hugs

O dear! A deception that was

Neither in my eyes nor in my arms,

I sensed my perpetual illusions.

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