Romeo and Juliet

At the end of everyday he dies
To keep me alive,
So that through the skies
I would shine and thrive.

We never meet,
We never touch,
This is our fate - until
The earth would perish.

He is a fire ball of ardor,
I'm a voracious cold satellite;
We will never kiss each other,
This is how we're predestined.

- The sun and the moon.

Delighting Dew

The trees wave speedily,
As the cool breeze blows along;
The lightning strikes magnificently,
As the gloomy clouds bong;
The peacocks dance happily
And the frogs sing a song;
The birds flee rapidly
And dwell over tree prong;
The floweret sleep gladly
For tomorrow they will flourish in throng,
As the dew drizzles gracefully,
Rebounding to where it belong.

The Defenders

We live peacefully today
For they protect us every day,
And keep us away
From the peril that come our way.

They toil when it's sunny or snowy,
They strive when it's windy or rainy,
Residing miles away from their family,
So that we can survive serenely.

Thanks and honor to them,
For some rest in cem,
While they rescue us from
The hazards approaching our realm. 

Cowardly Don Juan

Oh man, hiding behind

An actor's Polaroid!

Are you trying to find

A way to seduce this maid?

At first you bid 'hey!'

Then talk to her slowly

Praising her beauty,

Feigning your originality.

Then you talk to her in particular

About her interests in intimacy, 

Seducing her to send her pictures

Then blackmailing her to earn currency. 

Hiding yourself behind social media 

Proves your cowardice;

Don't use girls as your media

To make riches. 

Summer

The hot sun rays fall intensely
Soothing at the dawn,
Magnificent subsequently,
Adorning my lawn
With its warmth emanating fervently;
The bees buzz and drone,
The birds chirp merrily,
Sunflowers, roses and lilies
Blossom and burgeon;
The butterflies hover gaily,
Sucking nectar from blooming susans;
The dandelions float around nonchalantly,
Beautifying my lovely garden;
The sun gleams tremendously
On this summer noon.

My diary - My emotions

A myriad memories fill my thoughts,
As I open my diary that slept aside
In my book shelf more than a twelvemonth -
'A reverie of agony and pride.'

I see the girl who I used to be -
A talkative and lively girl
With a life of joy and felicity,
Living in an insouciant angle.

Her life turned upside down
From delight to anguish,
When she met a man
Who left her in a lurch.

But she used the pain as a thrust,
And rose again vibrantly,
As a woman with potent -
'A lesson of emotions she learned in her misery.'

As I close my diary,
I feel tears flow from my eyes,
Recalling the emotions of ecstasy and worry
That had been dormant for years.

Worthy Asset

To put you to bed in tranquil
There are two souls that toil;
Despite their weariness,
They care for you each trice;
Regardless of the value of money,
They spend you each penny;
Despite adorning themselves,
They save you their valuables;
They look after you each moment,
They think of you every instant,
They love you with their whole hearts,
They are none other than your parents;
Respect, honor and love them,
For they are precious gem;
Because, if once they depart,
They will never revert.

Broken Wings

I stand between life and decease
With my wings broken,
As an angel in remorse
Betrayed by the entrusted one;
A catastrophe was my love
That broke me apart;
I stand all alone now
At life's outskirt,
Thinking whether to live or quit;
At last I quit, not my life but him.
My wings are broken not my heart,
I still am an angel in my realm.

Set Ablaze

Dear girls, stop fantasizing

Your future partner as a hero.

Instead, be fiery and blazing

That anyone wouldn't dare to touch you.

Never think that a man

Can complete you, girls. 

You're a wholesome human, 

A wonder of the universe. 

Never believe anyone 

In this filthy world;

Not all men are genuine, 

Not everyone can be entrusted. 

Your womb is a holy shrine

Which has to be worshipped;

Not a feast for beastly men;

Be divine and conflagrant. 

Glory in Change

Glory in Change

Intelligent and studious was she,
Knowing what she wanted to be;
She had plans for future completely.
But one day a storm struck her uncertainly,
Her life turned chaotic suddenly;
Without knowing where to journey,
Or what to do subsequently,
She locked herself in privacy.
Time passed eventually;
She stayed alone hopelessly.
But time did not go vainly,
It taught her humbleness and modesty;
The arrogance of her intelligence flee,
Changing her benevolent and friendly.
Of course, change is not easy;
But now she glows wholly,
As a full moon gloriously.

A Myriad Dreams

A Myriad Dreams

Is it a he or a she?
How does he look like?
Will he resemble me or his daddy?
A myriad dreams gush alike.

Does he have his father's eyes or mine?
Will he be listening to my prayers?
Will he be reading my mind,
That he jumps in womb when I reflect my joy in my tears?

He seems to grow faster,
That my waist becomes heavy.
I am thinking of booties, cradles and toy cars -
A myriad dreams of felicity.

Dreams of new mom. 

Lesson

Lesson

When I see my reflectionIn the mirror hanging before me,
I see a different person -
From who I used to be.

How much have I changed
Just within a year!
I am utterly astonished,
But the changes were painful to bear.

I perceive how I have evolved -
A talkative, arrogant girl
Has been thoroughly replaced
By a humble, introverted girl.

The one who used to see
The faults in everything,
Has learned to observe the beauty
Even in imperfection and failing.

Is this how life teaches us!
Is this how we are ought to learn!
A laborious lesson as base,
To make a girl emerge as a queen!

Enchantment

After journeying through a tiresome lane,
I was on my cloud nine
When I lied over his chest,
And my cheek was pecked with each of his heart beat.
He soon fell asleep,
I drowned in my thoughts so deep.
How did I fall in love with him?
How did my heart went nim?
Was that his spell,
In which I fell?
Is it his twinkly eyes?
Or the freckles on his face?
Is it his charming smile,
That had brought me this mile?
Is it his mustache and beard,
That I have fallen for him weird?
Or his muscly arms,
That generously gives alms?
Or the way he walks,
The way he talks?
Is it the manner he narrates story
To relieve me from my worry?
Is it the way he cares me
When I am in dismay?
I have no reason to rationalize
Why I love my spouse.
With him, everything seems magical
And I am utterly enchanted under his spell.