Sunday, 29 January 2017

The Sun Shines on me

      The yellow sun shines on me
      I flinched my eyes , glare  I  see
              It makes me worm,
              Turn me into gold
               Expands my heart,
               Unwrapes multiple folds
      The sun is free , clouds are apart
      Trapped soul, shrowed in dark
               Melting down like
                Statue of snow,
                Water flows toward
                The green meadow
      I close my eyes, I am lying on grass
      I am seeing across the golden glass
               The rays penetrates
                My vivid memories
                It want to hear
                My everlasting stories
     The yellow sun shines on me
      I flinched my eyes ,glare I see
              

Who I am

                                             
Should I write about me?
Because of you cannot see
I will try to tell who I am
But surely I am not among them
I don’t why I am here
So I search myself here and there
I am dust stricken old book
Or unused rusted  iron hook
I am grief sucked black hole
From which I run away pole to pole 
I am water soaked muddy swamp
Or the bling-bling bright fashion ramp
My friend says, I am very cynic
When I talk they get really panic
I live in your emotions
I am mood swing ,too and fro motion
Two fishes swim against each other
I could not find my way ,its always blur
I waits for starry nights watching at the sky
Its just blue ,makes my eyes wet ,don’t know why
I am the scars you have and hide
I  kiss on it and feel pride
I m a impatience, desperate move one make
Across the city ,in the shallow of blue lake
As I know its not enough to tell
I could not say that I was not well
Most of the time  I sleep and sleep
But I have to wake up, time always sweep
How can I tell even I don’t know who I am
Seeking myself put me in utter bedlam
I will search myself  because I want to tell you
Not only because of you , even I want it too.