my poems

To my son...

2008-09-12T07:22:00.000-07:00

To my son…………

After a heavy downpour,
When winds ended their roar,
And when birds flew west,
To feed the nestling in nest,
Thou bloomed with sweet cry,
Letting all my tears dry.

I got excited to peak,
When thou tried to speak.
I longed to clean thy boot,
When thou set thy foot.
I gifted thee toys in pile,
Just to make thee smile.

When thou aren’t in good pink,
My heart begins to sink.
When I see thee sob,
My mind ceases its job.
When thou are in vain,
My soul feels the pain.

So many years passed now,
But I have love to sow.
And I hav nothing to feed,
But thou never give heed.
Thou were crucial in my life,
But thou speak for thy wife.

Thou were my sole dream,
And my presence makes thee scream.
Now I ask thee a final wish,
And I beg thee with a kiss.
Son,soon I ll meet my end,
And i expect thee to send.

candid beauty...

2008-09-11T10:35:00.000-07:00

In the shade of twilight,
I saw her as a light,
Filling my heart with delight,
Giving it a great might.
But I got a frozen vein,
Alas! Will thou be mine???

She was as fair as snow,
Making my heart flow.
She was as shiny as spark,
Cud Get her glimpse even in dark.
But I got a frozen vein
Alas! Will thou be mine??

She sweeps my dream,
Like a gusty stream.
She steals my conscious,
By being very gracious.
But I got a frozen vein,
Alas! Will thou be mine??

With her, I dreamt for a walk,
To have a timorous talk.
But she made me a wreck,
Even I can’t lift my neck.
But I got a frozen vein,
Alas! Will thou be mine??

My feeling is deadly deep,
That makes me weep.
She is my desire,
Will she aspire??
With her ill be great
But who knows the fate??
And I got a frozen vein
Alas! Will thou be mine??

BOSSY BOOT........

2008-09-11T10:03:00.000-07:00

yeah...it was n my study hour..as usual it was borin to death..
then..my lovely window nd stars out gav me an idea...i felt a bulb glow...
found a way to pass ma time..nd escapd 4m dat witch hour.....and here it cums..

BOSSY BOOT

Its me the master of earth,
which provides me warmth,
Its me the saviour of species,
even for those in crevices,
I am the master; I am the saviour;
I am the master; I am the saviour;

I dig deep into ground,
to make my finance sound.
I ruin the greeny forests,
to shelter for rest.
I exploit nature’s wealth,
at the expense of others health.
All those effects, I am aware,
but why should I care????
I am the master; I am the saviour;
I am the master; I am the saviour;

I give out harmful smoke,
making the masses choke.
I am to be blamed for ozone hole,
having a guiltless soul.
I am the reason for temperature rise,
leading to several cries.
All those effects, I am aware,
But why should I care????
Its me the human ,the master!!!
Its me the human, the saviour!!!