Poem 71. Precious

Precious

Hunger to mingle

laugh with  ease

increase increase

difficult to control.

To be among people

watch ,argue,feel

get angry, be sad

wishing for all that.

Lives in comfort

being mentally a pauper

By world, should be happy

but not at all.

If comforts bring happiness

why does it play as a mirage

just being in front of me

not attainable..

What is precious, dear tell me,

happiness or comforts?

Poem 70.Fire of Dreams

Fire of Dreams

Conflicts between what am

what wanted to be

always  back in mind.

At times it reaches that point

where you burn yourself

with inferiority

but sits idle

feeling helpless 
day dreaming 

just allowing self

to get ruined in the fire of dreams.

Is it fair to yourself?

Why and why can't I find the courage

from the fire to leap forward

reach the goal or atleast try?

Dreams should give you power

to aim, shoot and reach your goal.

Or you will be like a volcano

always ready to erupt........

Poem69.Oh GOD....You are great...

In my last poem I have prayed to dear God to run antivirus on me....He instantly answered to my request and was hospitalised and done a full scan on me.....Just today came out clean....Oh GOD....You are great......

Really God has made me clean,clean my mind eyes ears everything...

Now I can hear the world in its true beauty. Hear the music..see all of you and more over be happy to be alive ...................

Had prayed to god

for cleaning with antivirus

never thought will grace soon

just the next day morn.

Then ,

 lying down in the hospital bed

closing eyes and watching

I can see dear words

with wonderful dresses

floating towards me.

They danced before me

called me to wake up

made me sure write.

Compelled, took a book

a pen  was ready,then

they went behind a curtain.

Now if lie down, sure

will start calling again.........

Poem68.Antivirus

Antivirus

Walking in my home

as if in the moon

floating here and there

am I touching  ground?

Not well for some time

makes you to be like

a virus infected  pc

works upside down.

You go to take a pen

bring back a rubber

sure the question arise

' are you mad or not'.

The world is moving fast

 hard to get along

Pray to God to run

antivirus  clean.

Poem 67.Oh! dear words

Poem 67.Oh! Dear words

Words ,dancing around

one moment comes in front

Tries to capture, they vanish

ha,playing hide and seek?

before ,they were in order

but now  irregular

might be mad with me

for being not attentive.

dear ones,dont be angry

was busy and tired

wanted to play with you

but was not able to.

oh! dear words

you are my happiness

my way of talking and

touching  the, dear GOD.