Anna

An article in Playboy could be crap
A writer and artist could be trap
Until Anna speaks with pure honesty
Heart & soul shan’t serve morn’ tea

 

I’m Wondering

I’m wondering
as the heavy rain comes down
will you see the tears in my eyes?

I’m wondering
as the thunder deafens the sky
will you hear my heart’s cry?

I’m wondering
as the chilled winter sets in
will my thoughts keep you warm?

 

The Mind

Perhaps, the most valuable part of the human body
All the life’s happenings are carefully registered
For a life’ journey to reveal and picture the past
And prepare for the beautiful tomorrow lying ahead
For the present is already here for a brief moment
The past, present and the future are all locked in

 

The torch of life

human mind, heart and soul, one entity, is the real torch
in it lies the fundamental beauty and forbearance of life
its foresight fashions and maneuvers all of the decisions
certainly, a thought of a defeat doesn’t stand in its way
for even in a defeat, there’s a lot acquired and realized

 

Cheers

Powerful verses, prayers and promises for a friend
Remember me this way with respect, and never bend
Enjoy stillness, for in it an eternal flame fears
To let myself go, written in stars, thy tears
This is a life, seasons change, memory smears
Yesterday, once present, remembered for years

 

The Ship

Today, I do not ask thee for a friendship
Nor, am I looking for a life relationship
Never learnt the fine art of salesmanship
Nor, did I ever prevail in a championship
Never bled when thee vetoed my membership

 

The Poetry

Memorable memoirs, in a book
Bygone days and the roads I took
Old faces, old habits, tucked in a nook
Tides came and went, but no tears
Actuating acute separation, from dears
The Poet writes, verses from fears

 

The Brain

Positive vibes, never drain
Rodeo dream cut short, Jane
Eminent, your devious brain
Today gonna miss your train
Time will clock you in vain
You will get caught in rain

The Life of a Model

The Life of a Model
embraces the factor of attention in all
its the nucleus of a hill standing tall
it’s a life symbolized by a simple doll
it’s clearly hollow and shallow, in all

 

The Love’s Dilemma

where and how to draw the line between too much and too little
certainly, too much loving brings forth too much pain – a fear
fear of losing someone dear – pain felt for a definite parting
above all the death is certain – an event of a tomorrow unseen
love’s like a towering mountain – its length, breadth & height
its parting fosters feelings of emptiness & depression – place
somehow even a small interval of parting, undergoes uneasiness

 

The Missing stranger

The Missing stranger, today
The stranger has been missing from the stop
All the poetic thoughts have refused to pop
Without a word the stranger has gone to bop
On an island where there is nothing to crop

 

The Flowering

all the life’s stages are set forth on the designated path
art of finding the right way on a chosen path, lies within
a path always precedes the way, yet, they are inter-related
when faced with a dilemma, only one thing comes to a mind
there’s got to be a way out, from a self driven dilemma

 

Dobrý den

My amorous journey, in God’s name
Yours truly, an honest sincere flame

Deep valley echoed a lover’s name
Eternal illusion and déja vu, a shame
A blurred fidelity, was set in frame
Reliance on a tomorrow, was set aflame

 

Nouveau Riche

Poet paints poetic colors with joy
Rainbow in a valley, verses deploy
Eleventh hour, the lustrous moment
Timeless beauty like moon crescent
Touchable, from far away, a mirage
Year after year, a perfect montage

 

The Way You Love

You find so many people are streamlined.
But you, you are mostly kind.
I like the way you love.
You do it like a dove.
I like the way you sleep.
Leap.
I like the way you sing.
You do it like a swing.

You find so many people are alarming.
But you, you are mostly charming.

I love the way you wear your hair.
Spreading your style everywhere.
You’re like a style fountain.
Enough zazz for a whole mountain.
You find so many people are dutiful.
But you, you are mostly beautiful.