A child that loomed worry!!

A little child sat at a lonely three-corner;

Apple in her hand, chewed apiece;

Sitting there sully;

Deeply reminiscing her past;

Thinking deeply in thee world unadorned, I know;

Her expression lapsing any glamor world;

But in the boughs of sorrow!!

Her eyes moist and dilated down;

Indicative of thee self tolerance in her;

Of not to burst;

A sign of maturity conditioning in her;

To remain strong in difficult hindering times;

But thee sorrow loomed her;

Sat there she;

In a shattered kitchen cloth stitched dress;

With a scarf of kitchen mop;

She must have been born and grown in kitchen, her life most;

I remiscend her picture I snatched from my bus ride;

Photographed in my mind, I still remember;

Her gesture was such;

Never can I forget;

Scoffed yellow in her eyes;

Was etched in colour a yellow pale colour;

Sitting on a small wooden sill cornered;

Where was she lost?

What was she worried about?

Worry etched her forehead;

But I was fast pacing across in a bus;

A poor child, I couldn’t get to know!!

Spatial observance, Life’s poetry!!

When thee observe spatiality;

Thee dimension of objects;

A visual process;

A memory formed;

A memory suffused with objects and people;

All around thee circumference;

Crafting thee memories of remembrance;

Visual memories crafting;

In every life meeting;

Every life event even the nano - subtlety;

What is thee life without memories;

A void talk without base;

A rapid battering speech with no proof;

Can we think of life without visualising?

How do blind do their management;

Even then; based on visual process;

In the end; The visual meaning;

Two dimensional, three dimensional façade objects;

That they feel and perceive;

The visual touch process is in their processing;

The figurative sense is all thee matter;

A touch based visual process that they craft understanding;

To love life without visual memories;

A grey rapid verbal process without verbatim of concerned objects;

That one cannot store in memory see;

God’s gift of memory;

Of eyesight;

Concerned linking with memory;

A brain processing to understand;

Decipher the input visuals;

Transform understanding to action;

Again visual to thee eyes and other;

Love life for thee visual process!!

Visual memories craft life’s process;

Visual memories craft life’s story processing;

A life of visuals, colouring contours of people;

Throwing life fun, joy colourfully in variant colour shades;

Life’s weaving process;

Is on ultimatum visual memories or visual spatial induced memoirs;

That endowed upon mankind by The Almighty!!

Life’s visual memories craft poems in every life processing!!

Surging Hope

A surging hope is omnipresent 

A life of hope instilled by passion;

Hope of self worth;

Hope of everlasting tenure

A life surrounded by peers;

Of friendship attained;

Renew life henceforth;

A way to exhorbitant inner talents

Expose self;

Be unique;

Be self;

Lost opportunities to opportune;

A ray of hope;

A sting ray’s poison defence;

No long omnipresent

Free flow self might;

Unhindered by others opinions;

A life of optimism filling self;

Surplus overflowing along;

Love life

Love boundary encircled  by dear near;

Will succed

A ray of Hope!!

Racing Climatic Morning

Morning we started;

The racing car;

We traveled in;

 The climate raced soon along;

Soon to dew filling and rain;

The forceful wind gushed onto our face;

Raining Cats and Dogs;

Pouring down with loudness;

Pattering our window panes;

Our car raced;

So the climate raced;

Race Racing with the passage of time;

The climate raced shiny;

To Sunny day;

We basked along the racing car;

Speeding up to our destination;

Sunny, feeling fresh a midst Honks;

Honking all around;

A midst the City central;

The place we were to embark all along the trip.

Bookish Clerk

The Clerk was anointed bookish
For he loved books
Ever and Ever
He poured over
All Time he had to spare in the office

He had no friends
So no fun
So no converstation

But he was shy
He hid behind the books
He did'nt strike a conversation
Cause he was timid

Look over there
Look over there
He has made his first conversation
The Talk of the Office


Yes, Yes, He spoke to his Colleague
And He found him sweet as anybody
So they removed his anointation
And Named him Friendly Clerk

Starting troubles
But Bright Insight they found him
After all, not a nerd
They found when he stated punning wits.


Oh Man!! First impression is Not the Best Impression
Look beyond the Visible!!

Dearest Almond Shell

Almond Shell!! Almond Shell!!
You are not hardened;
So hard to break;
In the core of the heart;
You are soft;
Tendering caring;
How much ever you are at extend;
Internally, thee know your care;
Juggling your shell;
Thee make different sound intensities;
I agree thee inner voice;
Creating juggling suggestions;
Dad!! You aren't so hard as you seem!!
Almond Shell!! Almond Shell!! You are definitely not hardened!!

Awake, Arise

Awake, Arise
Expurge your  feelings
Like a  bird expurging wings
To take a flight
Fly free
Reach  the notch high happiness
By actuating self
Live like anything
Within your constraints
Constraints not chained
But you embark
Upon thee resources
But the flair of words
Comes in lapse of time
In certain constraints


This is no time
To shade
Behind the tree
But shine like glowing sun
And sparkle in the darkness like moon

Dispense the feelings tormenting thee
Replace it with embracing happiness
That comes with great self-forgiveness
Enhance self
Will succed
Arise, Awaken, Arisen - Sun till sparkle