Cunning Innocence

How cruel was that loneliness!

Asked for such a bitter happiness

Thought was to step in the heaven

Got something beyond the demon

So pure his face, beautiful features

Persuasion was there of the preachers

Net of the cunningness invisible before

When thrown open created the tremor

Here I lay broken in the barren field

And he praying to make others barren.

What a Contrast?

Mind is mine, heart is mine

Why don't they work together?

Whenever needed on time

Both rivals to each other

Live in my single body

Why shouldn't I bother?

One wet with tears

Other so mean and selfish

Hurts others and cheers

Whole machine, single God

How different instruments?

Has one ever thought?

Indelible Marks

Unforgettable words will be

Moments shared be memorable

Struggling much to erase

But marks are indelible

Thought this case be first

Knew happened with everyone

Necessary to teach us

Sweet but bitter lesson

Passage of time fades it

And a single sight enlightens

How to dim that mark?

When each moment brightens.

Thanks, My Cheat

Won't ever live without you

Now a past thought and event.

Your real face shown

Makes me forget every moment.

Fantastic was your love

Much persuasive to doubt.

But lie doesn't continue

Your own words shout.

Comforting was your company

Gave my life new light.

For what those promises?

To force me in this plight.

Thanx for your behaviour

Provided me a new sight.

Whether for love or revenge

Revengeful success will give delight.

A Wife Says...

The luckiest on this earth

And happiest in the universe

Mirror bored of her giggles

She always reclining in mirth

The life a beauty deserves

The caring a woman loves

For whom she lays her life

And mistakes she forgives

He is the one, the only man

Makes her moments alive

Makes her say with pride

I am the lucky charm wife.

I Dream of America

America, the super power

Known for its twin tower

Big towering personalities

Wealth on everyone shower

Famous stars and Lincolnshire

See them all, is my desire

Thought about Los Angeles

Sets my imaginations on fire

Modern and complex technology

Leaving behind astrology

America, the only father

Beyond human psychology

Fly always in planes

Damaged cars in drains

No time to waste

Without traffic in lanes

At that Stage

Sometimes, you make mistakes, 

And reach a stage 

Where there’s no room for choice. 

You can cry and convince, 

But, own words seem minced. 

Gap becomes bigger, 

And you get lost in emptiness. 

Be brave at that stage 

Rise from those ashes 

And build yourself again, 

Give a new form 

And enjoy your new identity.