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!

Re-incarnation of the Extinct

The world is incomplete without you

Countless beautiful animals and birds

We the humans made sure that

You never took birth again

In this helpless earth controlled by us

Our ancestors hunted you down

With the passion for hunting down trophies

To show how brave they were

Or just simply brought unknown enemies

From lands far away without warning

And they simply butchered you down

As if, their hunger never ceased

Some left this earth even before humans took birth

As generations passed by

Curiosity about a lost world of species

Learnt from the encyclopedias and various books

Made some researchers to excavate

To find the remnants of an old world

They found the bones of mammoths, dinosaurs

And countless species

They found countless dormant eggs

They found their ages with carbon dating

And all new techniques

They recreated their body with softwares

And real 3d models

They came up with countless assumptions

About the lifestyle

And the extinction of those species

Made documentaries and movies to show the old eras

To the young kids and to fascinate them

With genome codes, cloning coming to the fore

Along with the crazy minds trying to make artificial life

It won’t be a surprise

If someone crack the genome codes of those species

And then extracting DNA’s from eggs or bones

Or from any preserved bodies

And cloning them to give a re-incarnation

Like we saw in Jurassic park

Our zoos are obsolete with familiar animals

New animals from old era will usher it  

Even then some another species will extinct

Well they can die in peace

With a hope that

Humans will re-incarnate them from the extinct

One day 

Sold for a few pennies

With tears

She looked at her smiling baby

Who just got into this world

Just a while ago

She was proud to be a mother

But she couldn’t afford

To raise her kid

Like she dreamt

Beautiful attires

Lot of toys

Nice food and education

Nor a good home

Destined to struggle

Facing a race against time

Every day

Just to survive another day

With scant resources

When other kids

Play around with fun

She couldn’t take her soul

To such a struggle

When she has to fight

To meet ends

As she can’t even spend time

She was alone 

Abandoned

To face this life

Scared to think

About a treacherous future

For her beloved soul

She thought to give it

A new lease of life

A prosperous journey

With love and care

As someone who craves to love

Waiting

Ready to take her soul away

Ready to

Spend a fortune

For rest of life

To raise her baby with love

She didn’t want money

To survive

She just wanted to get her baby

A secured future

That she can’t even dream to deliver

She kissed her baby for last time

She may not ever see her soul again

But she felt relieved

As she handed over

Her baby to an excited woman

She saw her sparkling eyes

Filled with ecstasy

Like that in small kids

When they get what they wish

Yeah it’s been a wait for long time

It’s been her only wish

Now it’s fulfilled

She cried as she kissed that baby

For the first time

She gave the mother

A bundle of currency

Well ,that money didn’t mean much

May be can get her some breathing time

To search for avenues to live

Baby kept smiling

As she turned around

Walked gingerly

Tears were unstoppable

She didn’t turned back once

As she couldn’t bear that sight

Seeing her baby being taken away

She walked to her home

Cursing at her own plight

Cursing at the man who left her

Costing her beloved baby

Forced to live forever

With the memories

Of a few moments with her baby

Feeling guilty

That she sold her soul for few pennies

But, she had no other choice

All she can do is pray for her baby

Cycle Polo

I was walking with two minds

Whether to take left direction

Or just to maintain the trajectory

Walking past the bus stop

I heard chants from some kids

Brother, please retrieve that ball

I looked across the road

I found it in the middle of the road

I went and threw that ball back to the ground

I decided to go to the ground to sit for a while

I sat on the stand beneath that old tree

It’s an old dream hangout for me

I used to play and used to watch lot of games

Football and cricket

But it was a haven for budding cycle polo players

Over the years, I’ve seen many kids

Learning to roll the ball using their sticks

Riding their bicycles

This same ground has been a university

For many players who donned state and national colors

It staged many cycle polo tournaments in past

It’s an inspiration for many aspiring kids

I saw different groups of kids

Practicing cycle polo

Trying out their tricks to show off

At the middle, a group was competitive

They chased down the ball

Riding the cycle faster

Made some intriguing passes

Scored some goals

Saw some girls just passing the ball around

But it’s the young kids whom I watched

I saw the eagerness to learn

Trying to be balanced on the cycle

To move faster to pass and chase the ball

Two of them just missed a collision by a whisker

They acknowledged and kept on playing

I wondered when most of new generation kids

Aspire to play cricket, football, or some other sports

Which will yield them money or fame

The passion for cycle polo is still there

At least in this place

It’s not an easy game though

None of them fell once

They were always steady and

 Avoided each other’s path

Even when they were trying to block or tackle

Keeping a safe distance and speed

It still amazes me, how they manage to control

The cycles just like that right from childhood

One thing is sure

The future is bright

 Cycle polo will survive

Even though there are no glitz and glamour

Nor any big sponsorships to ponder

It’s just the passion that keeps these players going

Electric-“shock”-Bill

Every day as I sit to work

Thinking deeply about what to write

And searching for the content

My UPS starts crying

Shut the PC and let me rest

Yeah, the power has gone

May be

The power cables fought as usual

With roadside tree branches

Or may be

Someone from electricity board

Pulled up the main fuse in our area

Power Minister talks about his achievements with pride

But, he can’t do much to generate more power

Nor reduce the transmission loss

Come rainy season

We have to endure dark nights

Under the shade of candles or emergency lamps

Come summer season

Minister will talk about shortage of water in dams

And reduction of power sharing from other states

There are no official power cuts

But when the sun showers his fury on us

With the thermometers reading higher centigrade

We are destined to use hand-powered fans

To keep ourselves cool

Or we have to take refuge in liquids

But even chilling the liquids becomes impossible

As they play with us keeping our power away

Yet when we get our electricity bill

We find unusual taxes

Unusual sur-charges

Sometimes

They force us to pay double the principal amount

Yeah this is monopoly

Pay it on time whatever amount on bill

Or get your connection taken away

If we call for emergency repair

They say we will come

May be hours or days later

But they will be at home to disconnect

The power cable right on the day

After the bill date

They are sharp at least in this duty

I wonder

Where does all consumer protection groups

Goes hiding

When the power board squeezes money

Out of common people

As we have no other cheaper alternative

To fall back on

We keep paying what’s on the bill

We never get good service for what we pay

There are no provisions for us

To demand reduction in payment

For getting sub-standard service and untold power cuts

They can hike price whenever they want

And if you ask someone about it

They will tell till go to complaint section

Or meet some other officials

I know nothing can be done

And I walk as usual back to home

To play with my power buddy

Shutting on and shutting off my pc

Every other hour

While pursuing my quest to complete the work

With a wait for another “electric-shock-bill.” 

Live

This is a storm before

The rain of joy

Your silence will tame

When the smiles burst

Your Tears will dry before

The sun shines

You may be walking

Through summers of past

And Living through

Colours of lost dreams

And Swimming through

The lake of hope

To snatch back all that

Flew past your heart

You gotta fly away from your past

Towards a new destiny

You gotta dream something new

That’s so exciting

You gotta fight for a new dawn in life

To show your courage

As there are some people

Who consider you as a sour loser

Writing you off as a failure

They find joy in mocking and teasing you

But you can leave them speechless

As you walk past them

With the wand of glories

That they could never even dream

Stick to your likes

Build your life around it

You will see your life blooming

With the joy you never experience before

There is a reason for every life

Search for your reason

You will find it

Live

Lonely Stranger

I was returning home

With lot of thoughts in mind

As I walked past the temple

I casually looked at an old abandoned building

Expecting no surprises

As it remained closed for years

Even before, I moved to this locality

Once it was a home to sports and arts club

Now just a reminder of the past

I noticed a voice from inside

I slowed down to see who it is

I looked through the opened windows

I saw a strange old man with long grey beard

Sitting on the floor

With an apple in his hand

He was immersed in his own world

Talking to himself in some strange language

Or rather singing

I wondered who that stranger is

I’ve never seen him before in my locality

I think he may have lost his way

And chose to rest in that unoccupied building

As it has been raining for many days

As I walked past the building

I kept thinking about that old man

I wondered where he did come from!

May be bit curious about the story

Behind a lonely stranger

Even then, he was talking loudly

As if there are many people sitting beside him

Twitterland

There used to be one exotic place on earth

Switzerland, the queen of Alps

Draped over with fluffy snow

And wooed by the naughty chilly winds

Always enticed the honeymoon couples

Or those who wished to ski down the curves

Of a marvelous beauty

Or for the greedy rich men who looked for

A safe haven to hide their riches

But this is a new virtual haven

For those who want to be free

For those who want to express their views

For those who want to know what others think

Those who build a tent in twitter land

 Mingle with the strangers across the world

Sharing their thoughts on countless topics

Sharing jokes and news and whatever possible

Even the constraints of 140 words doesn’t stop anyone

Some people live a parallel life in twitter land

Tweeting everything, they do live

Some just follow the celebrities and other famous people

To read their insights and controversies they make

Some just immerse themselves in following countless people

Or making countless people follow them

It’s fun when every other thing in life is boring

A world to set fire without taking matchbox

Just tweet some words

The fire will just catch up in countless minds

Then it just sparks debates

Some just like re-tweeting what others say

It’s an info highway

Where countless active and lazy people

Spend their time to spread info and get info

With mobile twitter, tweet freaks are online from everywhere

This is an obsessive addiction

That keeps many lives transparent

This is a volatile wonderland

That can change the lives

With the 140 words they use

Some gained accolades

Some lost their image in public

After waging wars against rogue elements

Many lost their little empires of power

After chasing down enemies in public

There are many romances

There are many breakups

This is a quick route for many to show their discontent

Easily infuriating the bosses with mocking

And getting the pink slips to go for some other jobs

It’s a hangout for gangs of friends

To tell and ask anything and everything

It gives the sense that you are not alone

No matter where you are, someone is with you

Following you to know from you

Now it has become just a marketing media

For all ambitious businesses

Tweeting links towards anything on the web

They are just driving people towards products

Building traffic towards the websites

And reaping the countless dollars from thin air

But everyone love twitter land

As somebody is tweeting something right now

And someone is waiting there to read that and reply

This is going to last longer, until something better emerge

Water Highway to moon

Every where there is concern

Climate is becoming weird day by day

Countries are blaming each other

For the green house gas emissions

No one ready to accept their faults

Nor ready to come up with solutions

Everyone on street know the solution

But governments endorse economic growth

Over emission cuts that could bring down

The monster of global warming

Kyoto and Copenhagen

More summits will follow with same results

With negotiators stage-managing the drama

One day they will have to act

When they finally see their cities submersing

Now they fend off the Greenpeace activists

With the iron fist of law

But, one day there won’t be a place to hide

When thunderstorms, floods, droughts, tsunamis

Earthquakes come with vengeance

With the silent permission of Mother Nature

To reclaim her pride, marred by greed of humans  

We are experts in dumping all the wastes

Wherever possible on earth and space

It’s the time for us to think,

how to flush out the excess water from the oceans?

Before we are forced out from our homeland

To some hostile planets where we have to fight

Every moment with forces there to survive

Where we can’t walk nor breathe freely

Let’s build a water highway to the moon

Piercing channels through the space

Pumping out water molecules with escape velocity

And then pulling them towards the craters of moon

With the gravity

Then filling them with the virgin water from earth

We can use this water to feed ourselves

As we want to have colonies there

To launch our quest to conquer this universe

To find the aliens and other living organisms

We can recreate oceans at the barren lands in moon

We can even create artificial atmosphere

With water vapors and other gases

As we are experts

In emitting millions of cubic meters of dangerous gases

We can take space tourists to show them

The spectacular water high way for huge sums of money

May be someday people can undertake adventurous trips

On some space vehicles through that water highway

As long as we can keep the water level down in earth

Any amount spent on that highway is worth a punt

We can have tourists’ resorts in moon

Along the banks of this highway

With yatches lining up for luxury rides

On the water we find as junk on earth

We recreated every monument possible

May be we can recreate Venice on moon

As for humans, “nothing is impossible.”


This poem is inspired by the continuing protest by green-peace activists against the governments for not trying significantly to reduce the emissions.Global warming is affecting our very existence in this planet.

Wings

Give the wings to a butterfly, which lost its wings

You will see it slowly trying to rise up and down

Trying to learn to fly again to see the world once again

As it has got in its mind, the images about a garden

Where there are beautiful flowers with exotic aroma

The wish to taste that sweet honey once again

The wish to fly with bunch of other butterflies

The wish to pollinate the countless romantic flowers

The wish to contribute its part in this world

These wishes are powerful to push it higher towards sky

Then will free its new wings to breeze through the wind

Waving back a grateful smile for letting it fly again

That smile is priceless and that joy is unforgettable

Give wings to dreams of someone and let them fly

You will get that beautiful smile full of love

Return of a magic

A frozen mind is scrambling for ideas

My excited heart is scrambling for assurance

I am caught up between fantasy and reality

Wondering, am I dreaming or sleeping?

All of a sudden

It seems twenty-four hours is too short even for dreaming

I wish for fifty hours in a day

Maybe I should look for a new planet to settle down

I don’t want to close my eyes even for a second

On this beautiful earth

As I am always running behind the deadlines

I wonder if it’s a curious case of phobia

With mentors expecting new excuses from me every day

As I tell them, I will do it tomorrow

Now they believe, my tomorrow will never come

But I am looking for a today

A day in which I will become a perfect man

Maybe crows will stop flying that day!

Thunders will refuse to bang on earth!

And my friends will be flying in the air without wings!

I am not lazy, but I am traveling through a world of thoughts

Sometimes I forget that I live on earth more than on mars!

As I look for words to write down

I wonder why I love them so much

Virtually confused due to a bizarre mixture of emotions

Don’t know if its happiness or sadness or a sense of relief

I became speechless for a while

Just wished to cry, smile, and thank you at once

Once again I've started believing in miracles

As magic has swept over my heart

I owe it to the almighty

Image taken by Sanjeri . Thank you 

Winter Rain

It’s raining hard

With lightning and thunders

For long hours

As more grey clouds are coming in

It’s not the monsoon

Nor the summer shower

Can’t believe

It’s a winter rain !

It was hot during the daytime

right from the mornings

And even at nights, there was no cool air

I hoped for misty mornings

As I started my new walking routine

I love the scene of trees and flowers

bathed by the naughty mist at night

when i go out in the morning

This time around,rains bathed them

without giving time to dry themselves

I love the sight of sun rays

melting and vaporising the mist

from the leaves and all around

As time nears the noon

if you look at the sky

You can see vapor rising up the sky like smoke

I'vent seen it yet this year

Fogs are thing of the past

I remember those  days

when fog conquered miles and miles

even the hills disappeared under its carpet

i miss that dark thick blanket of fog

that comes every year

Everyone is relying on ceiling fans and air coolers

To keep away the heat

But as the barometer kept rising

Drops of heavenly rain started showering down

As I laid down resting after football game

At my old haunting ground

It’s been raining ever since

And it seems, there is to more to come

I wonder why we have to get the cooler air

Albeit the surprise rain

Northern parts of are

Swamped under the freezing cold

Even the neighboring states are feeling the cold

I wonder what happened to this hilly seaside state

We never get snow here

But this is the only time we get some fog and chilly air

How did it elude us?

Rather, we are carrying umbrellas

Elsewhere,kids couldnt play outside

 due to snow or chilly weather

Here,it's the rain keeping them inside

Is this a sign for future?

Is global warming a myth or reality

Monsoon is faltering

And now we are getting a new kind of rain

At the cost of a winter!

As I listen to the news about the deep freeze in UK

And the erratic snow patterns around the world

As certain places got more snow than they do

Catching them in awkward

And keeping them indoors

Relying on the heating systems

I wonder if we will get to face

Even the slighter winter we get normally

I wish to see the back of winter rain

Rather I wish to see it during summer

A Banyan Tree and Little Sparrows

A huge big banyan tree

Stood tall aside from that main road

As a symbol of heritage for the locality

A blessed shelter for homeless

And tired Samaritans

A favourite leisure place for local gamers

It s also the home for a young sparrow family

That waited to see their kid birds

Breaking out from those eggs

Their first screams gave the joy to parent birds

As they started their life together

They had hopes about a prosperous future

As their home is in the middle of a town

They had to fly a bit far to find food

The kids are not yet ready to fly

As their wings are just starting to evolve

Along with feathers

Parents used to fly away with the belief

That their home is safe from all enemies

They used to bring back food for their hungry kids

On that day

They left their nest as usual to find food

After saying goodbyes to their chirpy kids

They never thought they had unknown enemies

Who was planning to bring down their home

As the day progressed

Some men climbed that tree

And started Cutting down every single branch

The little birds got scared

As their nest started shaking

They started screaming

Calling their parents to come back

They didn’t know what to do

They can’t fly

They just hoped that  their parents would come soon

But they ran out of luck

As their nest fell down along with a branch

Over the pile of branches and leaves

Though their nest survived the fall somehow

They felt the pain

They kept screaming

But nobody cared to look

As more leaves fell over them

They were buried under a pile of leaves

Barely can they breathe

Holding on to their hopes

It’s a heartbreaking sight

That welcomed the parent sparrows

Their nest is nowhere to see

And that big tree is standing no more

It is lying on the ground

As hundreds of pieces

More of bare skeletons now

Shocked at the sight

They started searching for their beloved kids

Flying all around screaming out loud

The kids could hear their voice

But by then their faint voice got even fainter

And hardly it rose up through the pile of leaves

They are so close to their parents

But out of sight unluckily

As the sun started setting

Someone found the little sparrows

While clearing those leaves and branches

He took that nest and kept it on safer ground

Hoping that parent birds might come and find them

Even as those parent birds kept searching desperately

For their beloved little kids

Curious onlookers took snaps of beleaguered little birds

This is the cost of the inhumane rush for development

Image from Unsplash. Thanks 

Virtual childhood

Childhood, a memorable period in life

With innocence flowing down like ncectar

Curiosity to know about everything

Comes instinctively from the blood

As each passing day moves into a shade with a wish

That someday I will also grow up like my idol

So strong and so smart

Dreaming to become super heroes

Like in the movies that I saw recently

Well slowly, things are changing

As kids are born beside the gadgets

They become knowledgeable even before they mature

As internet and television takes them

To a world of knowledge

Good and bad

Rather than playing on grass or fields with friends

The general leisure sports

More and more kids are playing alone

In their rooms using computers', mobile phones',playstations'

Nindetos and countless gadgets

Playing themselves as the heroes

Shedding virtual blood with fun

They race on virtual fast cars and bikes

Than on their cycles

Dead toys are getting old fashioned

With electronic gizmos taking their place

Kids now know things, which their parents struggle to learn

They just sneaks into the horizons of forbidden trut

Even before their minds are ready to take it

Some of them wish to try out, to quench curiosity

With virtual strangers lurking out in dark internet highway

To take advantage of straying lambs

It is a vulnerable childhood

With temptations everywhere

When all the heroes do nothing moral or logical

There is a curious case of y-generation asking

Wh ‘y’ we shouldn’t do this and that?!

With no censorships to keep kids away

Every distorted facts looks like truth for them

When parents themselves can’t be role model

Given their troubles their past

Their silence act as manure for growing as rebels

But virtual world also boosts whiz kids

Who just grows beyond their age with their ideas

As database is there for them to get all ingredients

A platform to attain stardom

Now it’s not all about studying schoolbooks

It’s about getting all the knowledge

Beyond the limited walls of schools and libraries

A more tactical generation is coming up

Born and bred through virtual child hood

If i become a....

Just woke up

From the long slumber

Forgetting eves, nights and mornings

I’ve been swimming in ocean of dreams

I was wondering

What shall I become in future?

Ive dreamed myself

To be someone

Who could be a welcome change

If I become a salesman

I will sell dreams

To those who don’t have dreams

I will sell smiles

To those who forgot how to smile

I will sell hope

To those who live in tears of despair

If I become a painter

I will paint a new universe

With all the colors in this earth

I will paint the scened of every story

To take everyone to new worlds

Where movies can’t take them to

If I become a rockstar

I will create bigbang natural music

With the mix all earthly sounds

Zinking words with souls of joy and pain

Expressing the emotions of millions

Echoing all the way up to the space

I will try to spread message of peace and hope

Every time I step in a stage

If I become a designer

I will recreate the old marvels

In magical space age mode

I will design things that others wish

With inspiration from nature

Spreading awareness about the green world

Through alternate source and style

For now

I am nothing

Just a zero walking around

With a heart full of bright dreams

Hoping to make it big

Some day ,some how

Piece of land,a beautliful curse

I am fortunate

To live in this gorgeous earth

With ever green forests and grasslands

Deserts , iceblocks and islands

Mountains,hills and valleys

Trenches ,craters,barren and  marshy lands

Surrounded by vast oceans

Cut through by curvy rivers,streams

Ponds ,lakes and lagoons

Like anyother human I have a dream

To own a piece of land

To live amidst the heart beats of nature

Far away from the world of gizmos

Where everything is unreal

Even a smile is faked up as customary

With words weaving nets of illusion to flatter

I am realising that our world has changed

From those neanderthal times

With sophistication of technology

Overriding our emotions

Luring towards products made for producing profits

We use it regardless of its necessity

I think we made our lives complex

Different from the times when they lived

Without airconditioners or aeroplanes

But the greed for land never changed

For centuries men gave up their lives

For their masters quests to capture lands

Millions of kids and women paid the price

When ruthless emotionless conquerors

Butchered and tortured them as symbols of victory

Now there are laws and customs

Nationally and internationally,all botched up

Suiting the policies of those in power

Using the loop holes in the laws

The cunning greedy people keeps siezing lands

Forging fake documents with authenticity

Forcing the real owners out of it

Using gangs of horror

When financial might creates a mountain

Of legal obstacles

Red tapes of government machinery

Entangles the ladders to the olive branch of justice

One realises the fact that land is up for grabs

Whenever someone else have their eyes on it

You can’t do much to stop the inevitable

Unless you have the support from all streams

And money to keep the tie wide open

To claw back the justice to the rightful

When legal drama continues in courts of justice

Loser is only the one who loved and kept the land

As years passes by in front of them

With no possibility to get something out of the land

Only money drains out towards attorneys

And all other arms of justice

The siezers can keep laughing

As they know sooner or later

Opponent will get dis illusioned

That’s the tactics they play to outwit the hapless

It’s the time for authorities to open their eyes

As hundreds of people suffer due to

Law twisting evils who call themselves gentlemen

Who rides their luck on spineless laws

That disputes the status of land

When there is nothing in real

Even I live in agony over one such

Piece of land

As generation changed,the mentle fell on me

It’s a beautiful curse that I want to get rid off

Cos,I am looking for peace

Than a piece of land which offers nothing but pain