PLEASE DONT TRY THIS AT HOME...

Bleeding faces as foreheads get smashed by barb wired canes
Crushed tables with acts of insane acrobatic men
On your sets you’re invited to enjoy their shows
Then quietly advised
Please don’t try this at home

A masked man jumps from a tower to a terrace top
A biker gulps a can before he leaps from a hilly terrain
Another man dives fearlessly from a plane
They all act as if they have no bones
Then the next frame says
Please don’t try this at home

All these Houdini acts are seen
By toddlers `n` kids not yet in their teens
I wonder whether their intellect is fully grown
To grasp the confused minds of those who say
Please don’t try this at home.

RAIN `O` RAIN........

Its late June `n`
He ain`t arrived yet
I bet he’s lost or stuck
Coz he never makes it this late

As every one longs for him to come
No more than the summer Sun.
He seems to have lost his cool
For he fears to miss a
Retreat thats elsewhere booked

The land has baked her just right
As she longs for the drops
To emit the fragrance of life
The waves too have rehearsed
To fly long `n` tall
Hand in hand with the storm
They plan a ball
The stage is set `n` the curtains are up

Rain `o` Rain
Relieve em All.

He entertains....

He Entertains

On the route leading home
In the rakes of steel
Through the sea of crowds
He rises with his skill

No light left in his eyes
No life left in his feet
He spreads his shivery palm
As he carves a path with his stick

He entertains,
Deflects our pains
`N` the ordeal that
Commutes along on our rails

He stuns with his deep voice
In lines of joy `n` grief
Of the life he dreams `n`
The mirage in which he lives

As the jingles from his palm
Grow louder with every generous deed
He bows out of the tracks
As he has empty pots to fill

He entertains ……

THE SHADES OF THE HOLY SOUL..

Some souls attempt all life to dodge facts
Cease to get out of their glorious pasts
Blossom till the nostalgia survives
Wither as time squeezes tears from their eyes

Many live to toast
On the success not their own
Boast them selves until,
They scavenge on someone else’s throne
But their palaces lie
Insecure `n` storm prone
As the winds blow
They `re dumped into
The world of rank unknowns

Others exist in an invisible state
Launch others skywards to great heights
Burn their souls `n` minds
To carve passage for the light
Into the dark alleys of others lives

Few choose the down to earth groove
Treat success like a master `n`
In their perpetual quest of
Something to prove
Offer their critics `n` cynics their neighboring room
Their houses lie in innocent lanes
Life for em flows through the purest veins.

Truth Always Finds its way...

Like the droplets at crest caress the hillsides
Destined to pave the foothill and form a brook
The murky night with its shady pals
won’t linger long
They make tracks as the sun rays caress`em after dawn
Every false flees someday
As truth yes truth finds a way

The decades of heavenly calm end
As Vesuvius bursts out with a splash
Yeah the sweet lie turns sour
As truth strikes any moment any hour
The terrain can be hilly, twisted or steep
But truth always finds its way.

Moon light verses are romantic than the solar blaze
Yet nature glitters when it romances along Suns rays
The storms of lie hit great heights
The grassland `n` the branches do
But the trunks `n` the mountains don’t sway
Like every storm the storm of false dies out
As truth through the straits of time
Always finds its way.......................

Please Stop Now !

Please Stop Now! I see her legs tumbling down.

I’ve seen her juggle it with one hand,
Then she juggled it with two.
She lapped it for a while,
Then she shouldered it too.
But it has grown from,
Million ounces to billion pounds
Please stop now!
I see her legs tumbling down.

A child of the Indies,
As a toddler she had a governess Portuguese,
When in her teens she was handed to an English.
Till she turned enough old she was set free.
Since, she fought a thousand storms `N`
A million hard times
Ensure her siblings all grace `n` shine.

Now she is old many decades hence,
She’s insecure to want her house fenced
A small isle has turned into
A Metropolis town
Please stop now!
I see her legs tumbling down.

In the good young days
She loved the caress & cruise of wheels,
But now she `s battered `n` bruised,
By the waves of steel
Above the chameleon sky warps from,
Blue to black `n` brown

Please stop now!
I see her legs tumbling down.

I Hope We Last

In our world of
Guns battles `n` blasts
As the red floods
Flow across thick `n` fast
When peace seems to be
An outdated past

I hope we last

As the irony of our times defines
The Gun’s of Green are
About to swallow
The green tender grass
As our values
Degrade `n` drain
From gold to brass

I hope we last

As the wars continue
Into the nights
With weapons smart `n` fast
Where the dragons
Under human masks
Kill for religions `n` castes

I hope we last.................