Sunday, June 14, 2009

I did not

I did not love you,
because you are beautiful.

I did not love you,
because you sing well.

I did not love you,
because you dance.

I did not love you,
because you are tall.

I did not love you,
because you have silky hair.

I did not love you,
because you are a topper.

I did not love you,
because you can make fun.

I loved you,
because I found me in you.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

When I met her

When, I saw her print,
I lost half of my sleep in night.

When, mother agreed,
my eager was kicked.

When I met her,
it was a afternoon of October.

When she was dressed in green,
I felt she is the queen.

She was fair,
with black, silky, long hair.

With saree, she was looking tall,
with a yellow fall.

With sweet scent,
Jasmin near window was excellent.

She was quiet, shy and confident,
so, I was impressed.

When I thought about that incident, in calm,
the memory became a poem.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Lucky

Oh Earth! you are lucky,
because she is walking with you every day.

Oh Air! you are fortunate,
because you are touching her heart every minute.

Oh Stream! you are blessed,
because once in a while, to her, you have touched.

Oh Sun! you are flunky,
because everyday, to her, you peek.

Oh Flower! you are auspicious,
because, you give beauty to her two band of hairs.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Pyar

Har safed phool chameli nahin agar
woh phool kisike liye mehke nahin.
Har dil ki rista pyar nahin agar
dil kisike liye roye nahin.

Asirwad woh phool hai jo
dukh main sukh lata hai.
Pyar woh mamta hai jo
dard main muskurahat lata hai.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

The best gift of my life

I was a gift to my father
from my mother.

Friend gave me flower on Sunday
which lost its charm on Monday.

Sister gave me jewel ,
which thieves stole.

Brother gave me a flight ticket,
but I was late.

Uncle gave me a pet,
on which I had no interest.

Aunt gave me cake on my birth day
which was over on the same day.

You gave me a kiss,
which I will never miss.

Kiss, a token of love, for which I had a hunger,
I will not forget it for ever.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Paper flower

You were blooming since my birth,
increase beauty of my garden still after my death.

You are not partial to one,
like sunflower to sun (shine).

You still blossom in night,
when some others sleep in the absence of light.

You are not partial to any season,
you will be in bloom in winter, summer, rain and autumn.

You have thorn near flower,
to protect from other.

You are my pride,
with color of flower like rosy / red, yellow and white.

You will add color my to my lover,
with the flower in her hair.