Dancing with daffodils

Worthy words shun me away
Searching, searching stood I in bay
Glancing at stars for a streak
Prancing they came though weak
Watching the breeze sashay the trees
Danced those words as that of bees
There stood the daffodils shining
Came my lovely words twining
Reached those fringes in a fit of thrill
Shook in joy that kissed my frill
Swaying let me write them soon
Else they would migrate happily to moon

Dearest Mother.....

Around I see to learn about your greatness
Able am I not to understand them though
Arouse my spirit to lean on gentleness
Accept my prayers, please rectify what I know

The sun, the moon, the stars and the sky
They come and go in turns to sparkle
They decorate your sari in gleaming sly
They give your glimpse in gentle warble

As I look at the sky that is high to touch
I am taught about the world of fake
As I marvel at the sun that is hot as such
I am reminded only to give and never take

As I see the moon that is lit in the dark
I want to be peaceful even when I pant
As I see the waves that lash the shore stark
I understand my ravening thoughts that rant

As I try to count the stars that glitter
I am whispered of many secrets to explore
As I figure the clouds that change its contour
I grasp the attitude of man in core

As my eyes feast on the colourful rainbow
I realize that the joys are really rare
As I view the mountains from below
I recognise the peak is far for this fare

As I giggle with the running water of the river
I value the essence of time that never stops for anyone
As I hear of the volcanoes that constantly quiver
I shiver at the dangers of anger that destroys everyone

As I am kindled by the gentle touch of breeze
I wish to be soothing to all who approach
As I learn about fire by its warmth at times of freeze
I care only to be helpful, not destroy when encroach

As I view the birds that fly very high
I wish to join them to rise to that level
As I observe the walk of majestic lion O My
I admire from a distance, but to go near is lethal

As I look at the deer that runs so fast
I wish to be innocent as never before
As I enjoy the dancing of peacock at its best
I like to imitate him coming to the fore

As I see the waddling of the duck closely
I wish my works are done with less effort
As I look at the flowers that blooms beautifully
I wish my heart blossoms with a musical note

As I stare at the meadow that is wide
I wish to feed all with my hand
As I sense the droplets of rain outside
I love to cry with the clouds inland

As I see the babe in arms sleeping sweetly
I long to lie on your lap O Mother
As I witness the feudal fights ghastly
I cry at your feet for the reason O Mother

As I step into the temple to see you Mother
I am reminded of my earthly mother always
As I see the homeless in the world nether
I long to take them in my fold in all ways

As I see the crooked people in daily life
I wish I fight with you wholeheartedly
As I see the wars that ends only in strife
I wish I vanish from this world deliberately

As I see my little son growing in my care
I thank you for making me a mother too
As I see the grief-stricken with chest bare
I do not understand your ways too

As I see the playful children in the garden
I wish I become a joyful child in no time
As I hear stories of happiness in eden
I long to see such a world with a sweet rhyme

As I see the lovers in trance accidentally
I understand why your love is so truthful
As I had gone through the birth of baby achingly
I understand that pleasure and pain are in bountiful

You reveal your identity thus in many ways, O Mother
Yet I know not how to remain peacefully
Your grace is sure for all, O Mother
Yet forgive me and hold my hand lovingly

Life

Brings in surprises to elate
Accumulates memories to relate
Craves to own beautiful things
Rejoices at precious moments

Heralds with many failures
Tears the hearts to pieces
Battles with emotions of heart
Cheers up to have a fresh start

Reminds to thank the good
Stings at times of mood
Mourns greatly at every loss
Dazzles with superficial gloss

Urges to rise from fall
Desires of fantasies tall
Teaches to love and live
Thus learns to bow and give

Plays havoc for some
Riddles with theories gruesome
Pleases with nuance of art
Shows glimpses only to depart

Grapples with feelings strong
Sings melodies of song
Bestows grace in breath
Unites with love in death

Death

Sleep spreads its magic wand everyday
Joy and pain wait even during its stay
Temporarily tosses ‘I’ and ‘me’ of the daily fray
For it conquers all in its seductive play

Death is nothing but a sweet sleep
Returns not life with a loud beep
Makes others grieve with a solemn weep
For the emotions are out from their deep

Many do not know who is the real he
Tender their bodies with much glee
Fail to act in the world like a bee
For they bother about opinions as their life key

Is there anyone who listens to wise men?
Accept life as it flows in this worldly den
Let our eyes see only with a noble vision
With a swerve of zeal touch the new horizon

Never treat death as a punishment
Everyone must shake its hands as final settlement
‘I am ever lasting’ is the thought of the ignorant
As the mother earth grabs the body in merriment

What happens after leaving the body is a mystery
None could document it too as history
Fear can mar the existence in its entirety
Hence learn to enjoy life with charming artistry

Body never looks the same since birth
Mind too shapes stories in a funny mirth
Feelings are always taking its pitiful berth
Laugh it out, as they finally end up in a beautiful wreath

Life craves for a beloved to understand and love
Dreams even to hold hands to die with love
When life could not join their hands in love
Can anyone answer death can justify such love?

Yeah, why to blame death for reasons unknown
As life warbles in its sweet melody alone
Tears or laughter make no sense to be shown
Lessons are to be learnt even when we drown



So revere death with a complete prostration
Offer your all with a humble salutation
Always be a flower in this life of connotation
And die gracefully with peaceful gratification

Wise say that soul has no age to denote
As it keeps changing its body dress to emote
Die when you live is the wisdom to note
Kill the thoughts that disturb even remote

O Death! You are a craftsman in cloaking your identity
May fail to honour you, when you decide to catch this entity
Though I wish not to make you wait at my doorstep
I know fully that you are a master of justice in every step

Accept my pitfalls and blemishes with a big heart
Forgive my misgivings and lead me from the start
I have no qualms to complain in the world of art
Do you see me laughing always as I happily depart?

Bring your ears to me, I loved to live with only love in my heart
Intended not to hurt anyone even from the start
Had no qualms to complain even in the world of art
Now do you see why am I laughing with you as I depart?

A death wish

Living in a big branched tree
Enjoying the company of many
Arraying my possession of honey
Roaming the forests uncanny
Nectar I took from flowers free

Tremble people on seeing our swarm
Only their eyes on honey to make us harm

For our wander is not in batch
Our stings are very sharp to protect
Remember our greatness and reflect
Grand is our work honey do we collect
In came people our palace became target
Vexed was I they made me upset
Enemity ruled me to sting my catch

Accorded my wish with full credence
Lo! What happened to my breath & sense
Losing my life my fall was intense

Lamenting not for my loss of kingdom
Over is my life listen to my wisdom
Victory is for one who learns to forgive
Embrace all with love though harm they give

Accept this prayer Lord recited with pain
Let me not be born as honeybee again
Lower not my life that brings any stain

Love - Part I

Love is only to give
Love is only to dive
Love is only to share
Love is only too pure

Love muses with joy
Love blossoms when coy
Love raves to enjoy
Love knows no destroy

Love gives more pain
Love makes one drain
Love rules seat main
Love needs no brain

Love starts with skin
Love pricks as pin
Love is not a sin
Love is not to win

Love fails to gauge
Love drives to rage
Love sees not age
Love shapes a sage

Love is not to hire
Love is not for the liar
Love only the higher
Love is now in gear

Love learns to soar
Love is beyond bore
Love touches the core
Love is the message of lore

Love pushes to bow
Love tries its tow
Love firms all vow
Love is equal to love

Love - Part II

Love is not for the weak
Love is only for the meek
Love is not to freak
Love is beyond creek

Love invites to try
Love fails not to fry
Love makes one cry
Love still cannot be wry

Love broadens smile
Love walks in mile
Love never knows to rile
Love sometimes becomes wile

Love cannot be a trap
Love longs for a lap
Love doesn’t take a nap
Love is the heart’s cap

Love desires to jump
Love ends up with a bump
Love chokes like a lump
Love also mourns when dump

Love learns to forgive
Love bends to give
Love feels to live
Love seeps out of hive

Love hates to still
Love freezes in sill
Love rides to hill
Love shows its frill

Love is in the breath
Love needs no wreath
Love sees no death
Love loves to bequeath

Love is not to regret
Love is not to abduct
Love is not to deduct
Love is only to accept

Love shapes out of love
Love colours the hues of love
Love strengthens in love
Love unites in love

Happy Birthday

Woke up today
Realised it's your day
Your love that I cherish
Shall never perish
Wonder always how can I repay
None till I lay
Thank you for giving this life
Your good girl I shall strive

Happy Birthday, Amma! I love you!

Exceptions

Only a man of exception
Can derive happiness
In his monotonous life

Only a man of exception
Can listen attentively
In this world of noise

Only a man of exception
Can see the whole picture
At times of crisis

Only a man of exception
Can hear his enemy patiently
Who speak ill of him

Only a man of exception
Can stand tall in love
In the midst of skyscrapers

Only a man of exception
Can live his principles in tragedy
Without the company of vices

Only a man of exception
Can be triumphant
As he knows what he wants in life

Only a man of exception
Can write joyful theories
At times of extreme sorrow

Only a man of exception
Can remain humble
In spite of roaring success

Only a man of exception
Can honour his words
Though uttered casually

Only a man of exception
Can digest callous remarks
With a gentle smile on his face

Only a man of exception
Can refrain from commenting others
As he finds no pleasure in it

Only a man of exception
Can never ignore anybody
As he sees himself in all

Only a man of exception
Can speak little
Only to hear more

Only a man of exception
Can see all hearts
As a beautiful flower

Only a man of exception
Can bequeath anything
While living or at the time of death

Only a man of exception
Can become a master
Of his own self

When Java exceptions are needed to be rectified, these exceptional men are coded indicators of minority population in this world. When will I enter into this bracket?