Monday 27 October 2014

Supressing load

This is a poem for all students who are exhausted doing their homework and hard work

I think i do my work seriously
But then also i get scolding furiously
I always try my best
But teachers dont give a rest
Work keeps on piling up
I think i am caught in a work cup
I do nothave a casual approach
But one miss and u become a poach
Notebooks , work and work bewildering and terrifying me
But i then also cut fear in me
Doing work all the time
Becoming a character of mime
I do not have a casual approach
But one miss and u become a poach
The bloody work never ends
Then a message to my brain is sent
Just run and run and run away from all the work
And makes my mind a jerk
I do not have a casual approach
But one miss and u become a poach

Thursday 16 October 2014

Sundering relationships


Far away i stand 

But still tied with band 

The band which once was dense 

Gripped like tight fence

Has now sundered

Strong rock now tempered

We used to talk hours on phone 

As if u resided in my bones

We played , laughed got thrill out of life

But now got so busy , not even to spare for a moment for u from my life

Many a times i see a hands coming over my shoulder

Allowing me to stand against any vageries like a soldier 

I want to meet u , talk to u , laugh once again with you 

But life now gives a moment few 

Once, u came before any other i reminicize 

But now, trivial activities i prioritize 

I can feel the Slight pull even now 

but i am not able to talk to u somehow 

Why is it so difficult to overcome the fear 

To talk to the one which was once so dear ... 






































Saturday 4 October 2014

Life of a tree

I was planted in soil as seed
Soil being my mother did my feed
Little by little i did grow
How happy did i feel i do know
I captured the sky with my small shoot
Soil became my kingdom through my root
New leaves turned reflecting me to be young
How merry were the songs that pleasent breeze sung
But this was nothing as i to reach sky
Before me many years lie
I played with birds and squirrels were the best
Running here and there giving me no rest
As i grow up i understood my life was for others
Women were my sister and men were my brothers
My growth was slow but full of experience
I witnessed everything till where my eyes were fenced
I laboured in the day time by producing food
And in night i slept with a dreamy mood
Next came the most prosperous stage of my life
For i , gave birth to a new life
So happy did i feel at that moment
I wanted that time to be fixed by cement
I struggled all seasons
Because i had solid reasons
I wanted to touch the sky
But for this difficult task how many times i had to go dry
For one season joy overwhelmed me
But the other made me so lonely
But irrespective of all these hurdles i moved on
My aim was coming near as i was growing on and on
With great heights comes great responsibility
Now i have to hold so many things in my small city
I dont know how the time passed by
I reminicize every moment with a sigh
As now i was growing old
40 ft i have grown , i was told
From a small seed to such a big tree
But my old age was not free
Now not thinking of myself but of others
I tried my level best to be the best mother
For now everything near me belonged to me
Squirrels , pigeons , crows all became integrated part of me
From a small child i have become grandpa
I know my grandchildren but they dont value me as their dada
Life has taught me many lessons
And sometimes these lessons give me tensions
I worked selflessly for everyone around me
But the hope of return is hidden to me
In hundred years of my life i came to this conclusion
The soil and good and bads with your death undergo fusion

Friday 3 October 2014

exam day

As i was slowly finding my way through the stairs
I found innumerable pairs
all engrossed in their respective books 
giving their books a last revision look 
everybody was tensed with severe grimness on face 
all struggling to stand first in the race 
the place was not less than a ground 
filled with noisy calamous of bird's sound 
now as i started my journey to my respective class
my heart started beating very fast
with every step my pulse increased 
i could my hand and head friezed
but after reaching the final destination 
my happiness caught fascination
as i saw the most linieant invigilator
oh ! how everybody was acknowledging the creator
at last started the exam 
invigilator switched on his spying cam
but children being perfect in cheating 
with efficiency started deceiving
as soon as teacher got alert 
the class got gravely silent , with faces absurd 
the time swiftly passed by
for 5 min extra everyone cried
invigilator turned out to be cruel 
he snatched away paper being brutal
the corridor was now full of pupils 
happy , tensed , discussing next perils 
corridor was full of chitter chatter
like the sound of heavy rainfall's pitter patter
i clamped down the stairs . distressed 
thinking " rest in peace ! oh that subject !"