My Turn To Rebel

I am seized in a place where I find immorality,
I discover me and my solitude as my own.
When I revolve back to my virtuous past,
I learn that my past is much fruitful than my present.


I closely relate myself to the life of the lonely,
Where I find it unendurable to incorporate.
As I am no more an individual who exists,
For the prosperity of the populate around me.


I realize the significance of being one's self,
Having recognized the crudity of the dusk world.
I inspect no requisite in impressing the souls,
As their anticipation are not of any value to me.


Now, I have forged the clock towards me,
It's time to neglect the world and move on.
With hopes and expectations from none,
I grasp this hazard as my turn to rebel.

  The Unseen Certitude

To embellish a finer creature,

I yearn the eminence of the filthy species

That deals with the atrocity of mankind.

To become a person of self esteem,

I entail to contemplate the adamant souls

That seem to beguile the entire universe.

To grace an individual of magnanimous conduct,

I ought to be answerable to the intact crowd 

That anticipates their fantasy to be proficient.

To acquire a personage of immense composure,

I retain the stratagem of the amateur humanity

That acknowledge the prevail of triumph victory.

        LONELINESS 

Ask the one who agonizes it, not the one who is heedless of it's definition.
Ask the one who sentience's in it, not the one who is outlandish of it's precision.
Ask the one who spends time with it, not the one who stays away from it's resolution.
Ask the one who abides by it, not the one who is keen on diversion.


Elucidation of it sounds like an unstoppable propel, 
As it cannot be perceived by vicious humans.
Delineation of it looks like a monotonous tale, 
As the souls existing around are bound to be egocentric.


Contemplating it positively is something that's been looked upon,
But, it is not as unpretentious as it seems to be.
Considering it as one's closest companion is something that's been relied upon,
But, it is not that effortless to make a friend as it seems to be. 

THE WAY MY DAY GOES

Early morning I wake up to see the sun rise,

Which is prodigious than the football's size.

The color of the sun which is orange,

Make my conviction completely strange.

I see the birds fly high in search of food,

And then they come back to their wood.

The charming voice of birds chirping,

Fill my heart and I enjoy peeping.

The refreshing wind that blows,

My heart becomes to them close.

I wish they could give me a welcome,

So that even I could enjoy some.

The movement of the buoyant trees,

Make myself cold and freeze.

They are for the birds a home,

Whoever desires can build a dome.

If it was a drizzling rainy day,

It will be astounding, I would say.

The droplets of rain that are pure,

Justifies they are exquisite for sure.

Later in the sunny afternoon,

After I had my meal soon.

When I come out of my house,

I watch my pussy running behind mouse.

Then I wait for the sun to set,

With my little pussy pet.

It is very pleasing to see the twilight,

When I am filled with soothing delight.

At last for the white moon to arrive,

Makes my rapture to go for a drive.

I spend my time at the moon looking,

Leaving all my work including cooking.

After a long time, having my dinner,

I discern I am the solitary winner.

As I relished my day to the core,

Not even confronting any kind of sour.

Finally I conclude my day after a recall,

Thinking me as a pretty doll.

Then I go to my dreams lying on my bed,

Wearing a dress of wool woven red.  

ENIGMATIC ENDEARMENT

When I find you in my dreams,

Your name flows in me like streams.

An illusion in me reckons you in reams.

A cordial voice in me deeply screams.

I inevitably fantasize about you hoping,

For the moments to come rushing.

With full of ardor I was leaping,

As I saw you towards me ensuing.

Something very certain blooms in me,

All I want is to mesmerize in glee.

By just sitting on the shore of sea,

Only to see you forever with me.

When I see you in every drop of rain,

I consider myself a very trivial Jane.

Since I know never will I gain,

With all sorts of unendurable pain.

THOSE DAYS

Ah! I found myself in the beauty of the places I travel,

Though the regions contained a lot of cruel beings.

It is those days I love to cherish and aspire to pass on,

To the world that crave to discover the depth of oneself.

  

The blossoms had possessed the quality of resplendence,

Hence were the most adorable view of those days.

I would cling the experience of being unchaperoned,

Having obtained the optimism that was part of me.

The moments I replenish are to be regarded as mine,

I become the probable part of measure in those days.

The people around me, I found them barbaric,

As my aspirations and desires meant nothing to them.

My way of persisting is something I look upon,

Irrespective of the voices that hinder my cogitation.

I am part of the universe due to an objective,

I want my existence to be of some certainty. 

I realize the Reality

In the world of superiority where I find gladness,

I am stuck in the notion of false expectations.

In the world possessing unlimited happiness,

I am in the place where I find none beside me.

In the world that nurtures it's beings for contentedness,

I find myself in the corner of a dark room.

In the world which shows immense carefulness,

I occupy the most inferior orient in the universe.

In the world that obtain the pleasure of cheeriness,

I consider myself as an entity beneath the deepest land. 

In the world that attitudinize equality as joyousness,

I realize the reality of not being accepted by fraternity.

YOU ARE THE REASON

You are the reason for my fearless life,

You made me realize the galvanization of fife.

You astonish my existence, by your charming sight,

Which for me is perfectly alright.

I am oblivious, if you are inscribed in my fate,

But I assure you, your place in my heart.

Achieving you is my premier and vital goal,

I surrender to you my complete soul.

Change in me, is brought by your look,

I prefer to bend more than a hook.

Your eyes make myself refresh,

I know you are my first and only crush.

I am obscure whether it is infatuation,

But never will I wish for a bad separation.

The day you realize, I am your love,

I wish I would become your sweet dove. 

I am waiting for that moment to arrive,

Till then I will be on a hard strive.

I will never be ready to give up,

As you are the route on my map.

MY VIEW OF NATURE

The sky is up above high,

Thus I accord a delightful sigh.

I marvel why the clouds look blue,

Will someone give me a clue?

Birds flying together with joy,

And I see them like a toy.

Trees are filled with nature green,

Which look like forests evergreen.

Drizzling Rain with glory coming down,

I relish watching them even when in town .

How beautiful is to see the droplets shine,

And I am happy to see them fine.

Rainbow having seven colors,

Flowers having different odors.

Wow! How wonderful it is to see,

Without paying any fee.

Ah! I fill myself with ebullience,

Admiring the nature in silence.

Refreshing my bothered soul,

Which is not at all foul.

THE  PERPLEXITY  OF  LOVE

He was the only soul who impressed her,

He unlocked his heart and pursued her to see.

Her heart-felt like she procured a lee,

She perceived the one she was looking for, was he.

He gave all the jollity which she didn't deserve,

That she cannot forget and will definitely preserve.

The reverie and souvenir of him, she conserve,

With much of aegis and will never to others serve.

She was to him a very sweet and exquisite gift,

When he saw her, he would run to her swift.

When she was enduring solely, he would give her lift,

What a comely instant, which she never ought to shift.

But, it was a time when she was in a dreadful state,

She was not in a stand to regard him as her fate.

She truly craved she could open for him her heart gate,

As she desired him as her glamorous soul mate.

She saw in his tearful eyes her entire peaceful life,

Her fondness for him was not at all rife.

When she was devising to be his ideal wife,

He never knew how he broke her heart for life.

MY JOURNEY TO MY VILLAGE

I am eager to travel to my village in a train,

Flipping my memories of the city in the drain,

Disregarding all my stressful strain,

So I can bring back for the birds grain.

I desire to meet and kiss my grand mom,

And she would give me a warm welcome,

By taking me to her little home,

And I love to hear her sweet tales some.

She would prepare for me tasty dishes,

With some delicious curry of fishes,

We both would go near the green bushes,

And I sight the blue river through, rushes.

Then in the evening, there will be cousins' meet,

With outstanding noise of tapping feet,

And loud music of fantastic beat,

Also fight for occupying next to next seat.

And now it's time for peaceful nature's view,

On the trees are shining droplets of dew,

Which is for me something new,

I could also pluck the fruits in a number few.

At last we end up reaching home, walking,

Recalling the spent time in talking,

Then closing the door of the house, also locking,

And going to our room completely rocking.

                     PASSION

If it is a commodity which is predominant in life,

It should be given the significance more than wife,

It is as intense and exemplary like a knife.

It should be the hard work of the busy bees,

It is the freshwater flowing over seas,

It is supplemental to the love for niece.

It is an artifact which is ineffectual to define,

It's not plausible to comprehend, its all only mine,

As I have not produced on it any solitary sign.

By having replenished with vehemence will,

It is that which make oneself horribly kill,

Himself being unable to pay any imperative bill.

FORGET  YOUR  SORROWS

Forget your sorrows though they are big,

Never go deep into it,as you have to dig.

You are the only one, who suffers it,

You should remember, you need to be fit.

Just say to yourself that you are strong,

So that you can stay away from the wrong.

I believe,you deserve the life of angels,

Where your heart beats like ring bells.

As you are the only one who can console yourself,

Lock all your despair and despondency in a shelf.

So that, none can open it, not even you, 

And none of your bad reminiscence remains as few.

Sorrows are just transient sadness,

But forgetting it, is more than happiness.

You need to think positive and be brave,

And never hide yourself in a dark cave.

FAILURE

What do you think failure is?

Is it something from which you can learn?

Or is it something which will bring you down?

Is it something from which you will improve?

Or is it something which will lose your confidence?

Is it something from which you develop willpower?

Or is it something which will kill your thoughts?

Is it something from which you continue to love your life?

Or is it something which will burst your dreams?

Hey failure, Why did you choose me?

Did you find me so impressive, that you became my best friend?

Or Did I turn out to be such a fool,that you took me to your world?

Did you find me so undeserving, that you entered my path without any glimpse?

Or Did I turn out to be such a human,that you threw me away from my society?

Did you find me so irresponsible,that you never bothered about my future?

Or Did I turn out to be such a devil, that forced you to choose me?

Did you find me so interesting, that you never want to leave me?

Or Did I turn out to be such a creature that you love me so much?

You stayed away from me for so long years,

And now captured me completely.

You never cared for my painful tears,

And you want me to bear it respectfully.

I am lying hurt on a thorny bed,

And you pricked me again and again with a knife.

Ha ha! how easy it is to say you are dead,

When actually I lived a fearful deadly life.

SELF CONSOLATION

She is fully in a very confused state,

And determined to find a proper mate.

But,her heart stays stuck to a person,

Who is very special and yes,handsome.

Having such a lovely person in her heart,

Her feelings are getting dispersed and hurt.

Since, he is unaware of her love and affection, 

She can't blame him for her painful situation.

Her life has taken an unexpected turn,

Where she is surely going to drown.

Unwanted thoughts have engulfed her,

And she is not in a position for a self plea.

Finally, she decided to be a heart follower,

And fill herself with blissful shower.

Perhaps, its time for a new beginning,

Without even taking a moment for thinking.

                                                         

WHEN IN LOVE WITH HIM 

Love is a bud that flowers,

Love is a blessing that showers,

Love is a powerful weapon,

Love is a lucky gold coupon.

It is fun to be in love,

It is as soft and smooth like dove,

It is a warmth of feeling awesome,

Which is limited to only some.

When in love, it hurts so much, 

As there is care for him in a bunch,

It's a feeling of being out of this world,

And I feel I am to him, completely sold.

He is so precious to me like a pearl, 

And I am to him a beautiful girl,

We are together a wonderful pair,

Which is seen usually rare.

I endear to be with him forever,

But it is possible never,

Love suffers a lot of pain,

Though it is pure droplets of rain.

MY  BLACK  DAY

That was a day, when I saw the black sky,

My heart became thoughtfully dry.

Also, I was not in a mood to cry,

Suddenly I felt I ought to fly.

As I was standing on warm sand,

In a lonely, strange and dark island.

I was thrilled, also in a terror and,

My heart beats were like sounds of band.

I was sitting on a small piece of wood,

Thinking of my beautiful childhood.

And was hungry as I had not eaten any food,

I will come out of this, which would be good.

I was lying instantly on the smooth floor,

Wishing it would be soft and furry more.

Me, feeling very hot and humid to the core,

Wish I would drink something, even if it is sour. 

WHEN I SEE YOU

When I see you in your own eyes,

My heart and soul becomes cold ice.

When I see you in the mirror,

I am filled with joy, but terror,

In fear that I would lose you dear.

Close to your soothing care I lay crying,

And my heart completely drying.

You comfort me with your dear presence,

Which to me is a beautiful essence.

Oh!! you are here to hear me.

 When I please for your attention,

 You make me free of tension.

 You fill my cheeks with kisses, 

 And you stop when you hear hisses,

 And we wish it would be shh!!!

 You pamper me with your watchful care,

 As if I am a cute little hare.

 We see ourselves in the moon, 

 Until we get some boon till noon,

 It is grateful to be so joyful.