Tuesday 19 February 2008

Children at home

He looks at me in question
She smiles at me as answer
He wants a little to sleep
She wants a doll to play

He complaints of time, short
She call to tie up shoe
My hand be hundred
Morning make the wheel so fast

Children rush to yellow bus
I too move on heels so rush
Charge me in spirit on duties
Who bear us charge less at least once?


School and home in its run
Streams always to mom their life
A smile, a hug brightens them
With my mind in moving joy.

Thursday 7 February 2008

Puzzled plat form

The fury air struggles near
The dirty water streams here
Faces fumble for air, pure
Tongue yearns for water clear

Life is trailing deep and fast
Death is nearing strong with fist
The days mix with clouded stain
Air and water clamors rain

Buildings down deep exploding round
Woods down deep cleans ground
Golden dreams do they hold
Filled with danger seen as gold

A mouthful water; be or not
A Troubling thought always a knot
Clouded water- dream or truth?
Oh! Truth winds up as a death.

Who bothers this pollution spread?
Who think this danger wide?
Hurry dreams to make splendors
Hurry streams to make odors

Thoughts trodden down to deep
Plots ploughed up to bear heap
New face fastens life angry
New size hugs up dreams hungry

Have a thought at human feel
Take a breath at divine peel
Water be a heavenly touch
Air and mind be sure to breath.