Blue Sky With Crazy Clouds

Light blue sky with crazy clouds
Dancing flowers with murmuring winds
Thrilling wave of wonderful river
Let's go and find the real picture
Canvas of earth and color of nature

Birds invite me with trembling wings
And wind whispers with soft voice
"Let's dance and sing we altogether
The song of nature and its creature"

River ask me with moving waves
"Where are you going with crazy heart?
I am the source of cool and fresh
See! The joy of colorful fish"

Green ground ask me with thrilling grass
"Come-on; sleep in my caring soft arms
I will carry you with wonderful dreams"

Far from cities, far from noise
Dancing birds with colorful eyes
I thank to god for their loving life
And the creation of this beautiful place

It is the place where I entertain,
The warmth of sun and showers of rain
Perfume of flowers and scene of mountain
Dance of butterflies and music of rain

Yes!
It is the gift of nature and my destination

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Exploring Life on a Canvas

Painting; a combination of colors
That explores the depth of feelings
Painting; a virtual mirror of life
That reflects the picture of life

When I play with color
I couldn’t control my hand
To explore my feelings of mind
Drawing the shape of wordless feeling

I paint the joys of life
Love of heart and smile of lips
Giggle of child and peace of elder
Gurgle of river and beauty of nature

I paint the grief of life
Pain of heart and tears of eyes
Dark of night and silence of dearth
Value of life and truth of death

Painting like clouds in the sky
Pictured as imagination
Painting like foggy morning
Pictured as unclear destination

Painting relieves me
Expressing the depth of heart
Painting inspires me
Exploring the life on a canvas


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Colors of Life

Life is a rainbow of color
Colors of joy or pleasure
Colors of grief or peace
Or a painting on canvas

Color reveals the feelings
And the nature of people

Somebody likes red or rose
Somebody likes brown or black
Somebody likes yellow
But I like green and blue
The sign of relief and peace

Some of the color I enjoy
Some of color inspires me
Some of the color relieves me
And some of the color terrifies me

I have found different colors in life
Color of pleasure and color of peace
Color of joy and color of grief

However,

Still there are some colors missing
Because life remains to be discovered.

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Death of Dreams

I had lots of sweet dreams,
Dreams of autonomy and sovereignty
Dreams of pleasure and prosperity
Dreams of peace and satisfaction.

It is fun to dream;
Dreams used to give me hopes
And inspiration to work.
Dreams used to give me the way
To reach my destination.

People say:

Dream is a form of desire
Or an outcome of feelings;
It is just imagination.

But I think:

Dream is the sound of the heart
Or it is the willing of the mind.
Dream is a guidance of God
To achieve the ultimate peace.

I searched the world as my dream,
I searched for peace as my dream;
But the world is different from a dream;
It is the place of crowds and noise.

A battlefield of all creatures
Where I must fight to live,
Like a soldier of battle
Always alert and awake,
No rest no peace.

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But Then Came Angels

The world was ruled by power,
Demolishing the values of truth,
The rules of the jungle,
Without the values of humans.

People were ruled as slaves,
Or like cattle in a shed.
Prohibited reading and writing.
Prohibited gathering and speaking.
The world was like an open jail.

But then came angels
To establish the rules of people.
To assert human value.

They were soldiers of liberty,
Fighting against autocracy.
They were beacons of knowledge,
Exploring the value of truth.

They breached the bond of autocracy.
Raised the voice for democracy.
They didn't fear guns and boots.
They didn't worry about capture.
They didn't surrender the truth,
But instead took the sentence of death.

They lit the glow of hope.
They invented the value of life.
I salute those fighters
Who devoted themselves to others.

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I Write Because……..

I write because…………

I can’t eliminate my feelings
Those are arisen in my mind
I can’t control my hand
That is driven by same feelings

I write because…………

I want to talk with you
That what my heart says
I want to show the world
The feelings of my mind

I write because…………

I want to be read
My views and feelings
Some boring, some interesting
Some pleasuring & some depressing

I write because………….

I want prove my liveliness
Make public my desires
I want relief my mind
Spelling the feeling by my pen

And, I write because……….

You are very far from me
That you can’t listen me
So I fear if I don’t write
You will forget me!!!!

I write because…………

I want continue the tradition
And,
Find out my own satisfaction