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.

Poem66. Initiative

Initiative
 

Being with my- self

talking with-in more

am I shutting up?

withdrawing inside?

Not interested in talks

nothing excites me!

each day brings greyness

 more questions with it..

By living with dears, trying

to do what they expect,

sad,never to satisfaction

but  can I blame them?

Yes, I  want them happy

give what they wish

for that, I must be myself

not  shadow, but  happy self.

Happiness it seems

at my shoulder length

but why can't I jump,

and catch, just wonder?.

To achieve something special

initiative, the first step,

why I don't assimilate

courage for that leap?

Poem65.A 'Coma' In Life.

A 'Coma' In  Life.

Looking out through eyes,
hearing all with ears,
smelling with the nose
skin the touching sense..

Why and why they stop
really stop their step
when happens the 'death'
phenomena of earth.

implanted if immediate
why do they resume
transplantation we call
but rebirth so magical.

The "I"  when out peeping
through lenses natural
that feeling of seeing
just happens to the mortal..

This body, a rented home
changing on its own
when "I" think of transfer
'the end' ,we do loud yell .

Death ,not a full stop
just, a 'coma' in  life.
Wonder, when fullstop
how and what that  be..

Thanks for honouring me  with the Perfect poet award for Thursday Poet's Rally week 44...
I am nominating  Olivia for the same next week.
Thank you Jingle and all out there who  works for jingle poetry....
Also all the people who read my blog and leave comments---dears you are my motivation to go ahead...
Thanks to all of you...................