Morning sunrise...

The morning sunrise... ahh so serene and refreshing... why we see it so rarely??

THE LONE ONE

In the darkness of the night,
Sits a lonely soul,
Full of life,
Full of sorrow.

Wandering through the street lights,
And asking the same question,
Why has this to end?
Can’t this moment freeze for few seconds?

The neon lights with their reply,
As prompt as the eagle can fly,
My friend, everything has a happy beginning,
And a tearful end.

But, an end has a new beginning,
The lone one says,
Just as dusk gives way to dawn,
The cycle of life goes on.

Just then,
The loneliness of the roads speak,
One comes with no-one,
And leaves behind everyone.

With my friends around me,
Why would I think of leaving them now?
Yes, parting gives tears,
But it makes memories much sweeter.

The hot summer wind,
Breezing through the leafless trees,
Inflicting so much pain.
Asks with utter disdain,

Again comes the reply,
My friend, no one is alone,
Even the mighty wind carries sand along,
And sings a melancholy song.

BLISS

Under the moonlit half crescent,
The sky as clean as the spring,
With stars twinkling like diamonds,
Like small eyes gazing.

There, the friends sat,
Up on the roof, under the night sky,
Laughing and enjoying,
With a peg in each hand contemplating.

As time goes by,
The addiction goes up,
Nothing in this world seems real,
With everything in a spell.

Time freezes,
And the moment becomes one to cherish,
With happiness giving way
Ecstasy turns into fantasy.

WHY ME ???

Why am I feeling restless,
Why am I feeling angry,
Why am I feeling tense,
Why there is sudden silence.

Why can’t everyone understand my feelings, my emotions,
Why is it always that I have to give explanations,
Why can’t I do anything on my own,
Why am I feeling alone.

Why a noise keeps humming in my ears,
Why my mind wanders everywhere,
Like a bee for nectar.

What wrong have I done to anyone?
I ask everyone…
Those rich one,
Who think I am of no use.
Those babus who have money and fame,
And can play the blame game.

But to whom will I tell my feelings,
To whom will I start blaming.
I ask,
Every day I ask,
God, I ask u.

I see truck loads of people,
Each one moving like senseless robot creature.
They have someone to talk to,
Someone to care for,
To whom will I talk?
Who will I take care of?

RHYTHM

Rhythm flow of the gushing rivers,
Criss-crossing the beautiful mountain terrains,
Rhythm chirping of the birds,
Fills up the place with their beautiful carols.

There, I lay down,
With nothing in this world to bother me,
Only the sereneness of time,
And beauty in its prime.

My mind wonders through the greenery,
My heart longs for someone special,
I wish, I could be as free as the eagle,
The sky being my dwell.

Just you and me,
Just the film of air between us,
Just the rhythm of our love,
Becoming fusion with each pace.

In the moonlit night,
Rhythm becomes divine,
Blackness of the night engulfs,
And covers up the entire landscape.