Arched Across The Sky

Rainbows created my imagination

As it arched across the sky

On one end there sat you

At the other end, there sat I

 

Imagining I could slide across

Over the rainbow to the end

There would be my pot of gold

The sweet love of my dear friend

 

The rainbow is a connection

Like a bridge from me to you

It appears joined by sunlight

Then the gray skies turn to blue

 

Arriving after the rainstorms

It became so evident to me

Thoughts of love follow rainbows

They arched right across the sea

 

A colorful arching rainbow

It has no gate, it has no door

It reaches from friend to friend

It arches from shore to shore

 

I smiled up today at the sky

How far would my loving smile go?

It slid right over to the other side

The other end of the colored rainbow

Can you smile again - A request to someone who forgot how to live

I still remember the way your lips

Get wider allowing your teeth to shine

And some of your hair falling down your face

And that red chin, perfect and fine.

 

Glitter in your eyes, showing enormous glow,

And your right hand covering half your face

Laughing, whispering filled with joy

Hitting my head softly with no pace.

 

Your nonstop joy, your way to share

 All those time, when you had fun

How flourish you were, how fresh you looked

As if dewed rose smiling at the sun.

 

Today you no more laugh

Nor do you ever smile

I guess you lost all that joy

Away and away for miles.

 

Today the glitter of your eyes

Are seen in form of costly tears

It shows you hide from your friends

Hardship of life you bear.

 

Today your cherry chin

Have dried away and laugh fail

All your joyous mood have gone

And left your face, so pale.

 

No matter whatever you passed by,

In your recent past

Some were harsh, some were ugly

Some were slow, some fast

 

But today with your friends

Can’t you start a whole new day?

I am there to be with you,

Sharing life in your own way.

 

Lets remember the very old day

The old bread toast, the old cup of tea,

All old jokes old old riddles,

And two old friends, YOU and ME.

 

So promise me you will forget

All that happened all in vain,

And your lips should go wide, when I ask you:

“Can you smile again?”

 

           This poem was never written for any one in particular. I just hoped that, if someday someone somewhere forgets how to live this beautiful gift of god called life, this poem should be helpful.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

EDUCATION

For some a burden a legacy,
For some a fruit of desire,
For some a gift of valuables
For some a passion of fire.

It goes different for all of us,
To you ain't what to me it is,
May be for you it starts,
For me where it cease.

It can be a burden for life long,
It can be a jack too,
It is just an accessory,
It is you who got to do.

Its pleasure pride and journey,
Of your sole and emotion,
Bread is not the only reason
To urge for EDUCATION.

Cloud I Saw

When I look up the sky,

I could see white clouds around,

Floating down to the east

Slow, silent & sound.

 

They are not concerned of world,

They don’t care of anything

They continue their journey,

And walk with dignity of their being.

 

Soon, I know, they will come to you

And rest at your part of the sky,

You may notice them or may not

You may feel, as did I.

 

I was thinking why can’t we,

Be as free as they are

And cross these thousand miles,

And need not remain so far.

 

Why can’t we not care?

Of what people say about us

Why can’t we keep ourselves?

Out of this worldly fuss.

 

When GOD is the mentor of both

-          Me & the roaming cloud,

Why am I trapped here?

Why is it not bound?

 

 

  

Imagine if you and I,

Can be as free as they

Can see each other anytime,

And be on the same way

 

No doubts, the clouds end somewhere

And fall down in form of rain,

But we shouldn’t forget, they form

Clouds to meet their dear ones again.

 

Can one answer, why are we

Clutched by these worldly jaws

Can’t we live our lives?

As free as the CLOUD I SAW.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MANQUER ME

I feel very alone...
Whenever I look at the sky,
Many words trouble me
Don't ask me why...

God knows what to say
I don't Know what to think,
Life changes every moment
In fact at every BLINK...

Every moment you have 
People Around you
But when it comes to being together
Rarely there are FEW

You feel like Hiding yourself
in your own Shell
This Place seems nothing better 
Than a Luxurious hell

Integrity,Honesty & Values
Are the words with which they start
But these are only good to speak
Rarely from Heart...

None is bothered for you
Till you become a so-called 'NAME'
The only thing you get free here
is BLAME.........

People want to be popular
All they need is fame
'Pull people & climb the ladder'
is the THUMB-RULE of the game

They bother not to know you,
Before framing a view
And stick to it for rest of their life,
Without knowing who actually are YOU!!!

Promises are made everyday,
And kept for hours or two
And then again a new one is made
But with someone NEW...

People wont allow you
to be what you are
& gradually you'll forget yourself
And run away far...

Soon i believe People will
Start buying Smiles
& a day will come, 
When you will be

Away From yourself for miles............

TRIBUTE TO SOMEONE I NEVER SAW

THOUGH I NEVER SAW YOU
AND YOU TOO DON’T KNOW ME,
BUT TODAY WHEN I READ YOUR WORKS
I REALLY HOPE I COULD HAVE SEEN THEE.

I READ YOUR POEMS SUCH AS,
VEIL & IF,
AND KNEW THE POWER YOU HAD
WHICH MADE ME BELIEVE.

HOW NICE YOU MUST HAVE BEEN
HOW PLEASANT YOUR THOUGHTS MIGHT BE,
THAT MUST HAVE BEEN THE REASON WHY,
GOD MADE YOUR SOUL FREE

MAY BE YOU WERE NOT FIT FOR THIS,
CRUEL UNPLEASANT AND HARSH LAND,
MAY BE YOU BELONG TO SOME OTHER WORLD
MAY BE YOU DESERVE SOME OTHER SAND.


ALL I READ IN YOUR WORK,
LEFT WITH ME A PICTURE WHICH SHOW
A GIRL SO YOUNG KNEW A LOT,
WHICH IS ENOUGH FOR ALL TO BOW.


This poem is dedicated to SANGITA DAS, a very honest poet though I never got the privilege to meet her but have read her poems and saw the honesty in her work and her deep knowledge about each and every word she jots down. She is no more with us but I hope and pray to god that this prodigious talent always remain intact wherever her soul may be. 

MAY HER SOUL REST IN PEACE. AMIN.