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Atheist
The Diary By The Sea
Grab my first collection of Poetry on Love Hope Courage and Pain
The Guilt
The guilt that I denied that beggar
When a coin was just a meager
I could have helped that blind
Whom for no reason I declined
The guilt of leaving her alone
The guilt of minding my own
When I look back at the sand
Lonely footprints with no helping hand
So much of fortune, but none to share
Instead of ecstasy, why such despair
Now in the world, vast as sea
I find only me.
Pay Back
All the wounds can’t be healed
All her scratches can’t be filled
All the pains can’t be washed
All her stories can’t be quashed
All the scars can’t be painted
All her memories can’t be faded
But she endured, all the attack
Now was her time, to pay it back.
A Letter To My Best Friend
Snatching my cigarettes, then pulling my hair
Untimely hugs and slaps, then unconditional care
Your psychic habit, of deciding the class bunk
Then staying sober, seeing me getting drunk
Hearing my sickness, leaving everything behind
Scolding me being angry, then loving me being kind
My canteen-your lunch box, my expenses-your purse
Your smile-my ecstasy, your world-my universe
Not my mother not my sister, neither girlfriend nor wife
Let the world be my side, but I need you in my life
I wear your watch, your shoe, and your jacket blue
I can sustain with your gifts, but can’t live without you
My emotions are unpleasant, like a newly caged bird
I am lost without your hand, like a child in the herd
Won’t you come back, see what I am going through
I am not in love; I am too much used to you.
Dad’s Princess
From the breaking of dawn, he worked like a clock
Relentlessly without a flinch, then too exhausted to walk
Limbs entirely drained, clothes partially stained
Distress was never less, in a world full of mess
Crushed by the pebbles, in dearth of petals
Keeping up the fight, reached home by twilight
Life returned, when his princess hugged him tight.
His gloomy face glowed, like a dead rivulet flowed
Jovial laugh, carefree shrieks, tiny eyes, flossy cheeks
For a man agonized, she was love epitomized
She would jump and leap, in his lap she would sleep
Her beauty-his hope, her smile-his strength
For joy in her heart, he would go to any length
Comfort to his bruises, delight to his view
Like colors of rainbow, scattered on a dew
He embraced her close, he kept her warm
For daughter till eternity, he would fight the storm.
