Azeeb Girl: Bored forever

I found a chirpy girl

With an image of a small girl

With hat on her lovely hair

On a online community

Always indulged in counting

In a game, count one to ten

I thought it’s a kid

She is quite a grown up girl

Yet still kiddish

Watching shin-Chan always

With the passion of a small kid

Goes to college

To bunk her classes

Or feels too lazy to go

And remains at home

Loves talking with friends

All the time

So cute that she got many admirers

Always confused

What to do in life

I wondered

How someone can get so much bored

But knowing her for years

I learned, it’s quite natural!

With no hobbies

With no interest in any kind of activities

The funny talks keep her going

Chitchatting for hours as if never ends

I wish at least she learn how to dream

Loves pranking on friends

Talks less but asks a lot

For her nothing is as cool

As hanging out with friends

And sipping on her favorite juices

I wonder when will this girl grow up !

A sweet Azeeb

Always flowing around like an angel

Trying to spread happiness

A devout friend for many

This poem is for and about my friend Areej.She wanted to see if i can write a poetry on her.Hope that she liked it.  

Green

Green
It’s everywhere to see

In grass

In leaves

In water

In vegetables

Green

It’s the color of nature

It’s the symbol of serenity

It’s the attire of prosperity

It’s holy color for many

It’s there in the flags

Green

It’s the embodiment of purity

A source for clean life

An inspiring color to paint

Those who embrace it

Nature is close to their heart

Green

It covers Hills and valleys

Shades the mountains

And make them romantic

Green

A beauty to enjoy

Through the eyes of morning sun

Joyous spirit to paste on faces

During Holi

Green

Without it, this world will look soulless

This poem is written for  kidoo sister Saumya.She asked me if i can write a poem on green for her.

Birthday

Dad

This day

Without your smile

Without your greeting

Without your arrival

With a cake

It’s incomplete

I count it now

As years without your presence

No new wish to fulfill

As I still wish, what you expect me to do

Without you

I am still a kid

Refusing to grow up

Though my beard grew up

I am waiting for that day

When I will get back with you

I will celebrate that day

As my birthday

Nightmares

I don’t see dreams anymore

I see only nightmares

Ever since, you left me

Alone in this world

I am scared to lie on bed

Unless I am that sleepy

As all I think is about you

When I lay alone

As you was my only support

I wasn’t able to sleep many a days

As your memories refused me to get away

And left me in tears

Felt guilty that, I wasn’t able to save you

As you closed your eyes, for the last time

After gasping for the last breath of air

In a desperate attempt to survive

But shores of safety of hospital

Was little too far

By the time, I got a vehicle to take you there

You left me for a new world

I saw you struggling for survival

Many a night

In different scenarios

Where I kept running

In search of avenues to save you

Never once, I succeeded

As I struggled for long,

My friend taught me meditation

Somehow, I caught some sleep there after

Every night

Then trained myself to tire my soul

To get good sleep

But once in a while

I wake up shocked

Seeing another nightmare 

A Crow in the rain

It’s monsoon time here

Rain clouds have built their kingdom in the sky

Chilly winds have started their wild swings

Slight drizzle made those waving coconut trees

Look pretty as newlywed bride

As I watched them through my window

I saw a lonely crow sitting calmly

On the top of tilted roof of a neighborhood house

The roof made of well-woven coconut leaves

Always bear a nostalgic style

In the middle of a concrete jungle

It’s rare to see a crow drenching in rain

So I wondered, why is it sitting there patiently

Is it struggling to fly!

Did it lose its way!

Once in a while, it waved its wings

To drain away the water from its body

And its ash colored neck took a weary look

Just like a hunk having a funky hairstyle

Then I saw a flock of rain insects

Flying from the backside of that house

And my new friend had its eye on them

Just like any predator, so sharp and so focused

Rose very slow making less noise

It snatched one fly with its beak

Without sitting back, it snatched some more

Then took rest for a while

And waited for some more preys

Seeing the bravery of this friend

Some crows flew towards the roof

They sat on it keeping a distance

It reminded me of a row in my school assembly

Without any in fights

They took their fiefdoms to hunt

Rain didn’t deter their quest

As hunger dominated their will

After they finished their decent lunch

They flew away to find shades to rest

As the rain started withdrawing from the scene

The image of my lonesome friend in my mind

Made me wonder

Why I didn’t capture it’s snap!