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Friday December 29, 2006

My first painting class

It is another day of my vacation,
The day full of exciting anticipations,
The dream of becoming a painter is going to be a reality,
We are all going to become amateur painters finally.

I would like to put the visions of my beautiful lake on the canvas,
I would love to see the seagulls, and geese hovering over the lake in colors,
The mountains and the lake would merge on the horizon,
The vivid beauty of plants and flower would come alive in my brush strokes.

The class had kids from ten to sixty plus years of age,
Everyone had a vision or dream on his or her canvas,
Some wanted to draw picture of their lovers smiling at them,
Some were mesmerized with the beauty of flowers springing at them,
Some wandered on sunny beaches, some were lost in high mountains.

The instructor was the greatest painting master I have ever seen,
With her fine touch and artistic brilliance,
Our amateurish rectangles of blue would turn into the beautiful sky,
The stacked triangles would rise like a mountain range,
The ovals, triangles and S would turn into a beautiful swan,
She made painting so simple, we all felt that we achieved something in our lives.

I hope I would practice and paint by myself,
Without her presence, I would become real amateur again,
Who knows my blocks and triangles would turn my visions of love into a reality,
I might just sit and watch for ever my lover smiling at me eternally.

Posted by narain2 at 6:38 AM

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Tuesday December 26, 2006

Beach by Night

As far as I see on this full moon night,
There is an eerie silence on the beach tonight,
The moon is shining with millions of stars,
The waves seem to be aimlessly beating the shores.

As I walk along the sand dunes on the beach,
I remember our romantic meetings in the moon lit nights,
My heart feels the emptiness on this vast beach,
I miss the soft smoothness of your touch.

I see the beauty of dancing shadows of the palm tree,
In the perpetually music of the shore hugging waves,
My eyes long to see your beautiful dance and twirl in the sand,
In the eternal songs of our momentarily separated loving hearts.

When I look up in the sky and wish on those breaking away stars,
I wish you would also watch the glow of our separated love,
In each star and shining moon, I feel I can touch you with the rays,
I may be far away, but my heart is always with you.

Posted by narain2 at 9:52 AM

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Saturday December 23, 2006

Remember

What do I remember?
The memories of many years of my life flash before my eyes,
I relish for a moment the moments of happiness,
I feeel the pleasure of fun with friends and games,
They come as waves and disappear very fast in the chain of my thoughts.

The memories of love and romance dances before my eyes,
I can't forget the love and care of my parents,
I can't forget your love and presence,
Mere thought of such love makes me yearn for more.

The memories of affection of people who touched my life comes in my mind,
May it be a friend or a stranger who helped me in the moments of crisis,
May it be my professor(M.S.Uberoi) who always helped me as his own child,
Those moments of help and care I can't erase from my mind.

Time passes us by, memories become token of rememberance,
Things of past gives us a foundation to build for tomorrow,
Love and affection gives us the will to move on,
Those glorious moments give the glitter to our imaginations.

Posted by narain2 at 11:38 AM

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Thursday December 21, 2006

Holidays

I have been waiting for this week long holiday for a year,
With added weekend it will be a ten days of fun,
How I am going to spend such a wonderful time?
I have few thoughts and dreams which might come true.

I have the visions of the pristine blue waters off the Hawaiian Islands,
I can go and watch whales and dolphins play,
I can scuba dive and get into the world of vivid imaginations,
I will find myself floating with colorful fish and other vegetations.

I dream of the white winter Rocky Mountains trip,
I can sit in the log cabin and keep myself warm near the fireplace,
I can go skiing, sledging or just play snowballs with loved ones,
I might find myself surrounded with the beauty of white Christmas landscape.

I might get stuck at home with all the excuses of not having fun,
I will try to finish in vain all the chores of past years New Year resolution,
I might just sit around with the loved ones, be lazy and do nothing,
I will have all the excuse of the holidays closures and weather blues.

Sooner I will realize that my dream holidays are gone,
I would wonder who stole my precious holidays,
I will blame it on the Time, the silent burglar,
Who stole my sweet holiday dreams.

Have a happy holidays!

Posted by narain2 at 1:59 PM

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Tuesday December 19, 2006

Am I Connected?

I am getting overloaded with electronic gadets,
My one pocket is loaded with cell phone, and mp3 player,
Other pocket does not have room for the jump drive and blue tooth,
I have palm pilot in my shirt pocket, I am trying to keep up and stay connected.

I remember the old days with the black AT & T phone,
The radio and B. & W. TV kept me well conncted,
I used to have time to play with friends and siblings,
I used to talk to my parents and lovers more often.

Now the media management is a big chore,
I am glued to Sports and Music on TV,
I do my work, watch TV, and surf on the computer at the same time,
My mind is multi tasking, I am in the world of virtual reality.

I don't have time to read newspapers or read any novels,
I think I find enough news and blogs on the internet,
I don't have time to talk to my wife and parents,
I am spending all my time chatting with strangers.

With my hands playing on the video game consoles,
My ears packed with mp3 player ear phones,
I am connected to thw world of entertainment and unreality,
I guess I am missing the the connection of inter personal reality.

Posted by narain2 at 10:29 PM

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Saturday December 16, 2006

Christmas Tree

I take out my plastic Christmas tree every year out of the box,
It gets all the decorations, ornaments and pretty lights,
It sits in my living room with some presents under its branches,
It looks pretty and brings the feeelings of Happy Holidays in my eyes.

My daughter buys the real Spruce Christmas tree,
With all the decorations, it sure looks prettier than my plastic tree,
I can smell the fragrance of the Alpine and snow,
It brings the visions of snowy white Christmas night.

While taking my walk around the lake on a cool cloudy day,
I find couple of live Christmas trees decorated with colorful decorations,
I find a few little birds chirping on its branches,
I see pretty geese, swan and egrets frolicking in the water behind it.

The tree stands there looking pretty in rain or shine,
It radiates its message of Goodwill in day or night,
It does not have shining lights or silvery garlands around it,
But it sure has the aura of Happiness around it.

Posted by narain2 at 7:55 PM

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Thursday December 14, 2006

Rain

The rain drops beating on my window pane,
Knock at me with constant taps during the rain,
Someone is trying to meet me eagerly,
Trying in vain with tears rolling down in pain.

With so many tear drops smearing on my window,
Heart gets overwhelmed with the emotions embedded in each drop,
One time it used to bring the vision of the fine art of the nature,
Now it brings back all the memories of the feelings we once shared.

The trees are standing silently in the rain,
Their golden leaves are getting washed away in the rain,
The nature and creation is showing me the light,
That everything dear to heart has to depart one night.

Once rain made our hearts dance with joy,
Our love peaked with the sounds of rain beats,
Now in separation, the rainy nights look stark and gloomy,
My heart seems desolate and thinks in vain of your warm company.

Posted by narain2 at 11:58 AM

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Tuesday December 12, 2006

Meri Chita

Ganga kinare Kashi ke dahan ghat pe,
atma ko is tan se, mukti dilane ke liye gaye the,
ghat ke sidhion ke harek manjil pe,
anginat sav jal rahe the.

Pas sidhio per bachhe cricket khel rahe the,
videshi yatri camera se kisi chita ki tasvir kheech rahe the,
lootere chita me anmol cheese khoj rahe the,
ghat pe sabhi antim samay ka utsav mana rahe the.

Meri chita me mere jeevan ki saya so rahi thi,
kewal kafan me lipti hui meri saya soch rahi thi,
ki kas main apne sunder kapde aur gahno me saji hoti,
jivan ke is chaman se vidai ke samay bhi,
main saj dhaj kar sabse vida hoti.

Chita me agni dene ki himmat mujhme nahi thi,
kaise hum apne apko jalaye,
ye dil ko samjhane ki sakti mujhme nahi thi,
Jalti hui chita me,
apne hridya ki kamnaye bhasm ho rahi thi,
Chita ki agni ke jwala me,
hamare pyar ke sunhare sapno ki ahuti ho rahi thi,
ansuaon se bhari nayane,
ye drishya dekhna nahi chahti thi.

Chita jalne ke baad,
tan ki rakh ganga me arpit kar,
sada ke liye bichadne ki,
meri koi ikcha nahi thi,

Varso baad bhi, wo tasveere bhulai nahin jaati,
mere marne per, mujhe chita me jalane ka kast nahin karna,
creamatorium me jala dena taki koi aur na dekh sake,
main apni is hridya ki pida ko, apne saath hi jala dena chahta hoon.

Posted by narain2 at 9:35 AM

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Saturday December 09, 2006

I love you

I just want to say I love you,
In your words, and in your language.

I knew "I love you" in English was very meaningful,
My promise of "Main tumse pyar karta hoon" in Hindi
was relevant,
I tried to reach your heart with "Ami tomake bhalo
bashi" in Bengali,
I wished "Mujhe tumhare mohabbat ki arzoo hai" often
in Urdu.

Learning Bengali and Gujarati was a breeze,
Now I am stuck with Urdu and Punjabi learning books,
I am confused with similar alphabets in Punjabi,
Urdu sounds sweet, but all the alphabets seem so new.

I read all the books on national integration language
series,
I think I mastered the books with the bilingual help,
But still I can't convey my message, "Mai taunu pyar
karda" in Punjabi,
Still I wish I can write "Hoo thunay prem karoo choo"
to my heart throb in Gujarati.

I may not be good in conveying my loving message in
your language,
But I am enlightened with the deep meaning of love,
In the original works of Tagore, Faiz, Batalvi, Mirabai and Verma,
I guess real love does not require a language to
convey,
When we meet and when you smile, I think message has
been conveyed.

Posted by narain2 at 1:47 PM

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Friday December 08, 2006

Mirror Lake

In the glow of spring sunshine,
The mountains are covered with parting snow,
The pristine blue water glitters like silver,
It is the Mirror Lake where Nature seeks its own reflection.

In a house hold mirror, one tries to look its best,
The image only becomes self assuring when someone compliments,
In the nature's vast Mirror Lake, enchanting inverted images abound,
The beauty of unification of sky and land needs no compliments.

Standing on the rock in the middle of the lake,
My inverted image seems like an immortal statue rising over the lake,
I am submerged in the blue sky amidst the mountain peak and clouds,
I need no admiration my reflection has merged in the nature.

The roaring nearby falls may bring sense of exultation,
The deer, moose and snow bound tundra may exemplify as the scenic beauty,
But when I throw a pebble in the Mirror Lake,
The beautiful reflection of nature never obliterates.

Posted by narain2 at 8:02 PM

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Wednesday December 06, 2006

Desert LOve

When I walk around in the sand in the vast desert,
Only thing I see is sand and sand,
The sand glitters like gold in sunshine when I meet you,
It gets a shroud of silvery sheet in nights when I dearly miss you.

The sand dunes are here from eternity,
No one knows what is hidden under its entity,
The love messages which we wrote in sand,
Have been preserved under several layers of sand.

The eagle soars over the desert under the blue sky,
It searches for the weak and feeble as its prey,
When our love gets drowned in uncertainties,
Our affection falls prey to our own fears.

It is hard to walk, ride a camel or take a jeep safari in the desert,
The destinations seems everywhere in the shadowy mirages,
The journey to lover’s destination is heart wrenching,
The illusions of life keep them wandering.

The oasis in desert is the ultimate destination,
The palm trees sway over the lake with beautiful lotus flowers,
When lovers reach their ultimate destination,
Their hopes and dreams become the reality of ultimate union.

Posted by narain2 at 4:40 PM

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Sunday December 03, 2006

Cactus Love

The cactus plant rose from ashes like a phoenix,
No one planted it, no one wanted it,
Now it is a big cactus plant, no one can dare to touch it,
It stands in heat and cold, does not frown or wilt.

It reminds me of my loving feelings,
It has been strangled, it has been dumped,
It always rises from its tormented state,
It always wants to share its love and be loved.

No one cares about the cactus plant,
No one waters it, no one fertilizes it,
Still it blooms with the long lasting prettiest flowers,
Still it provides the heavenly delight in the form of cactus pears.

I might sit and lament about my love life,
Think that no one cares, that no one really loves me,
Still my heart sings the songs of love,
Still I dream of sweet affection and warm romance.

Posted by narain2 at 12:10 PM

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Friday December 01, 2006

Winter Days

On the frosty winter mornings,
the reflections from sun rays sparkles my memories,
your sweet smile and warm hug on cold mornings,
used to ignite the flame of happiness in our minds.

Together we watch the winter lazy sunshine from our window,
the little birds playing in drying paddy fields,
the slow pace of life under the hazy blue sky,
used to make me feel that we will be together for rest of our lives.

Together we watched village dirt roads criss-crossing in all directions,
they lead everywhere and nowhere depending on my destination,
people clad in colorful dresses walking or riding various carts,
used to make me wonder whether we knew our destined paths.

Together we stroll in our village garden,
The colorful flowers of champa and mahua trees are not around,
Now trees are standing barren, casting there shadow on the ground,
It reminds me of the stark loneliness when you are not around.

Posted by narain2 at 10:31 AM

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Monday November 27, 2006

Mission Peak

Mission peak sits majestically,
Over the old Spanish mission, lake and the valley,
Once Ohlone Indians thrived in this valley,
They hunted, fished, lived in their adobes with natural harmony.

Today it is late Fall Indian summer day,
The sky over the lake is full of birds of rainbow colors,
The fluffy white clouds streak past the peak leaving enchanting patterns,
The scenic panorama seems like an eternal painting.

The sun is shining over the lake in a lazy haze,
Light wind sends ripples and waves over the water,
Seems like hundred suns are reflecting over the lake,
Even leaf less trees is awestruck to see this pretty sight,

The lake is full of white, green, black and grey color birds,
The migratory swan, goose, egrets, swallows mix with native seagulls and ducks,
When the swan swim majestically in water, I dream I were floating with them,
When they fly in flock around, I wish I were flying with them.

I watch and admire the beauty of lake and nature,
It's beautiful to behold swarm of birds disappearing and resurfacing in glittering water,
The hungry seagulls are losing their territory to hundreds of migratory birds,
Egrets seem to be gently walking like cats without disturbing the domain of native ducks,

The mission peak towers over the lake,
Its overlooking millionth times a perpetual scene,
The timeless stand of mountain, lake and valley,
Makes me feel a part of nature which once Ohlone Indians did.

(A poem about Lake Elizabeth in Fremont, CA)

Posted by narain2 at 9:36 PM

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Saturday November 25, 2006

Going to the wedding

The wedding invitation came in golden envelope,
The wedding was fast approaching in few weeks.

A week before she wanted to go shopping for new saree,
Her hundreds of sarees have gone out of fashion,
Even saree she bought last year looks little old,
women style, as you know, is not same as men's never changing wardrobe.

Early Saturday morning, we hit the road and arrive in Indian Bazaar,
The mannequin in store windows looked pretty in new fashion sarees,
The sales lady spreads bunch of cheap to very expensive sarees,
Any saree my wife picks, the sales lady tells her she looks the best,
My wife asks me which one I like I tell her you look pretty in all,
After several of hours of shopping, she picks of couple of sarees,
She reminds me not to worry about the bill she will pay half from her savings,
I only wish that she would not declare her usual bankruptcy when it comes time to pay the bills.

To my surprise, we already spent couple of hours shopping,
Now it is time to eat lunch at some fast food joint,
We end up going to chaat house she enjoys chaat and panipuri,
I give her my reluctant company I have to eat my dinner in the evenings.

The wedding day arrives the festivities would start at four p.m.,
I remind my wife in the morning that we have to reach there in time.

Around noon, I get a summon to come to the bedroom,
The bed was covered with old and new sarees,
She was bedazzled to compare the old and new sarees,
Does the Banarsi saree look good on her or the chiffon or georgette?
What color suits her body tone, Is it red, green, pink, yellow or rosette?
The choices were bewildering, she was confused,
She tried the new saree she probably did not like the looks,
She asked me which I would like, this, that or those?
I was mesmerized with the puzzle, I told her she would look good in any one she liked,
After a long mirror previews, she finally picked up an older saree she liked.

I was so happy that we solved a major problem,
Once again I got a call to come to the bedroom,
There was even a bigger crisis now,
She can't find a matching petticoat now.
We scour through all the boxes, hanger and suitcases,
Thanks God, we finally found a somewhat matching petticoat set.

She was happily getting ready with her dress,
The bangles, bindi, lipstick, shoes all blended in the color of saree and blouse,
I get a call again she was standing all dressed up in high heels,
"Could you please pull the saree all around and make it even"?
I tried my best, even pinned her saree on the blouse back.
Her last question was now how she looks, do I look pretty?
I told her she looked so tempting that if I got closer to her, she may have to get ready again.

Posted by narain2 at 11:35 AM

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Friday November 24, 2006

Virah

kavita puri nahi hoti,
jisme vedna nahi hoti,
prem poori nahi hoti,
jisme virah ki jwala nahi hoti.

Kavita adhoori hi rah jaati hai,
jisme ansoo nahi tapakte hon,
prem adhoori hi rah jaati hai,
jisme premi aahen na bharten hon.

Kavita hridya ki awaz hoti hai,
dimag ki rachna nahin,
prem hridya ki milan ki bhavna hoti hai,
virah ke bina milan ki akancha ubharti nahin.

Kavita kewal sabdo se kagaz pe lkihi nahin jaati
adirshya vedna ki lahoo se likhi kavita kabhi mitai nahi jaati,
prem kewal alingan and chumban se puri nahi hoti,
virah ki jwala me jalti hui dil ki tamannaen kabhi poori nahin hotin.

Posted by narain2 at 1:12 PM

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Tuesday November 21, 2006

My Love Life

I am musing on the phases of my love life,
It's a bittersweet memory worth accounting for.

The romance phase began with hugs and kisses,
I talked most of the time and you listened with a smile,
You showed so much eagerness to help in all my deeds,
Even you were willing to pour yourself in my mold.

The honeymoon period was all the wine and roses,
Love blossomed from our hearts and you started to share your dreams,
We shared our future plans and fulfilled our dreams,
It was a heavenly bliss to be with you and around.

The family phase began with the arrival of kids,
Our life swirled around the wishes of our children,
We yelled at each other sometimes and children listened,
The questions of "Are we there yet" kept our trips seem short,
The cabbage patch dolls, He-man and toy cars made us feel young all over,
Even watching Mary Pippins hundred times seemed always refreshing all over.

With the kids grown up, mid life crisis started to sprout,
You wanted to become independent and have some identity,
Found part time work, and thought my money as well as your money was yours,
The ideology of equality made me learn cooking and laundry.

Finally I was getting old, I thought I would retire and let you bring the dough,
But you retired with me to enjoy the travel and spend time together,
First few months were wonderful we traveled from Andaman to Zanzibar,
Finally home, my presence started to become your annoyance,
Why I am sitting home whole day, don't I have something better to do?
I was encroaching on your domain you wanted me out of home most of the time.

Out of frustration, I took up writing poetry,
I thought poems would let me express ups and downs of my life,
Here I find people fighting to become a monument in the hall of fame,
Then I feel at least I have a friendlier environment and a happy home.

Posted by narain2 at 10:07 PM

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Sunday November 19, 2006

My husband is son of a ...

When I ask him, "Do you really love me"?
He thinks and says, "Sure I always say 40-love when I play tennis with you".

Whenever I come home happy after my shopping spree,
He reminds me, "Honey, Money does not grow on tree".

Whenever I need some help in household chores,
He reminds me that his work domain is outdoors.

Whenever he works outside the house,
He moans and groans that I forgot my wedding vows.

Whenever I complain of being TV. sports widow during leisure times,
He wants me to be creative and pick up some hobby sometimes.

When the hour of romance comes on the anniversaries,
I expect gifts, flowers, hugs and kisses,
Instead I get a flower from the garden reminding me that it's my anniversary.

Whenever I am dressed up to go the parties and want him to look sharp,
He comes up with his favorite old shirt and baggie pants.

When I am mad on him for not listening to anything I say,
I think he is a son of a gun, what else I can say.

Posted by narain2 at 12:33 AM

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Thursday November 16, 2006

Hard to write a happy poem..

Love song only emanates from heart,
When my dream love is far apart,
Why can't I write a love song for dearest me?
Who lives and breathes together with me.

Why heart yearns for love and attention,
When love is somewhere far away in desolation,
Here I toast and sip romantic wine,
Only love song I sing is not mine.

Where is my emotion and loving feeling for each other?
When we are sharing our precious moments together,
Why can't I tell her, she is the best I have seen ever?
Why my heart can't pour some nice words for her.

Nice poems only come out when tears and broken heart abound,
My mind and heart goes blank when my true love is around,
I might miss and long for my dream lover,
But you are the one I am really looking for all over.

Posted by narain2 at 9:03 PM

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Monday November 13, 2006

Dying

I never felt old till I was reminded by people around me,
I never felt that anyone around me would die,
till I saw loved one younger than me,
departing and never returning to meet me.

We never think of death,
we never talk about dying,
we don't want to dream about it,
we don't even want to see it coming.

Should we pray and dedicate our life to God ?
Should we cleanse and purify our souls with spirituality ?
Would death forgive us for all our sins ?
would death end all the miseries of our lives ?

Where I would go after I die?
To the pearly gates of heaven,
or to the hot fiery klin of the hell,
I would be happy and content,
death will bring the eternal peace to my ever desiring soul.

Posted by narain2 at 10:20 PM

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Thursday November 09, 2006

My Legacy

I would have left the legacy of my fame,
If it were not merely an empty name.

I would have left the legacy of my wealth,
If it would have given hope and life to a few needy souls.

I would have left the legacy of my accomplishments,
If it were not going to be over shadowed by someone else.

I would have left the legacy of poems,
If it were perceived as the voice of my heart.

I would have left the legacy of our love,
If it reflected our true and passionate love.

Someday I will be gone like a flash of lightning in dark skies,
My brief life in this world would not leave a trace of my trails,
All ego of me, mine and myself will disappear with me,
Only the legacy of touching someone’s heart will remain behind me.

Posted by narain2 at 10:59 PM

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Monday November 06, 2006

I would like to know

May it be summer, winter, spring or fall?
The bee hangs around the beautiful roses forevermore,
What is the whisper in that romantic buzz?
I would like know.

The mystic Papiha love birds live in pairs,
When one dies, the other drowns itself,
What are the vows they made?
I would like to know.

The flock of migratory birds roams in blue sky,
If they miss one, the entire flock desperately looks for the same,
What is the language of such an intimate communication?
I would like to know.

May it be hot summer nights or the humid rainy nights?
Thousands of crickets sing their melodious tune whole night,
How they match their tune in one pitch of love song,
I would like to know.

I would like to know the language of love,
Which may not have script, but is the song of hearts.

Posted by narain2 at 7:56 PM

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Thursday November 02, 2006

Language of love

(Hindi)
Woh kaun si bhasha hai,
jisme gulab ali(bhawre) se baate karti hai,
Mai prem ki us goonj ko samajhna chahta hoon,
jo bawre ali ko gulab ki kali se kabhi alag hone nahi deti.

(Urdu)
Woh kaun se waaden hain,
jo papihe ek dusre ke liye karte hain,
Mujhe un kasmo ki zubaan janne ki aarzoo hai,
jiske junnon me we ek dusre pe marne ke liye taiyar rahte hain.

(Bengali)
Ami bhujte chai oi sunder bhasha,
jini te sateka pakhi katha bale aar asmane sang sang udan kare,
jini te sahasra jhinjhini ratri belaye madhur gaan gaye,
oi bhasha je amar mane tomake shawda bhalo basiye rakhe.

(English)
I want to learn that lovers language,
in which lovers have silently spoken to each other for ages,
in which promises were made never to be broken,
in which love was eternal and its glory never faded.

Posted by narain2 at 9:21 PM

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Monday October 30, 2006

My Childhood

Parhe go likhe go to hoge nawab,

kehle go kudo ke to hoge kharab."

(If you study, you will be a king,

If you spend time only plyaing, you will be ruined.)

These mantras I heard so many times as a child,

that I dreamt of becoming a film actor.

I could see Dilip Kumar and Raj Kapoor,

They were the best in everything,

whether it were studies, games, heroism, savior of the poor,

They were the best lovers and greatest fighters against the villain.

I would dream of running away to Bombay to become an actor,

till I heard the desparate story of our Bomaby return neighbor.

The childhood dreams never rested,

I dreamt of becoming famous cricketeer Umrigar and Gupte of our time,

My brick wickets and wood carved bat did not deter my dreams,

I always wanted to play soccer in Mohan Bagan or East Bengal jerseys,

Only to find that I am playing soccer bare feet in my casual daily outfit.

Another mantra I always heard was,

"Beta parho ge nahi to zindagi bhar ghas kato ge"

(Son, if you dont study, you will cut grass all your life.)

I wondered what it took to get first class marks like my older siblings,

why can't be parents happy with my passing grades?

Right now with all the education and knowledge,

I am still mowing grass every week.

Childhood era was the best time in my life,

when no one could stop my dreams and aspirations,

How can I forget those carefree days,

when my parents were always behind me like my Parents.

Posted by narain2 at 8:35 PM

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Saturday October 28, 2006

Traveler

I love to travel,
Sometimes it has all the fun and joy,
Sometimes it has all the hurdles and delays,
but it always brings the fond memories of bye gone days.

Sometimes when I headed for unknown destinations,
Where the time had stood still for many years,
Although riding on bullock cart was not in my dreams,
But the beauty of country side, blue skies and starry nights blew my mind away.

Sometimes I headed for foreign lands,
Where no one spoke my language,
Although I looked like a prefect stranger,
Yet I could communicate with people in some strange ways,
Yet I could enjoy their rich culture, food and traditions in my own way.

I may have traveled to distant lands and seas in quest of love and peace,
But when I see the smile of my beloved in my arms,
I just think my journey has finished,
And I have reached my ultimate destination.

Posted by narain2 at 12:04 PM

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Sunday October 22, 2006

Sleepless Nights

Sleepless nights,
Many hours have passed tossing and turning,
No sleeping posture seems to work,
Seems like bed bugs and spiders making me itch all over.

The stark shadows of loneliness may be haunting my sleep,
May be I don’t want to end the fun of late night parties,
The excitement of meeting my beloved makes me restless whole night,
The sadness of separation may be breaking my heart in the nights.

May be the lingering thoughts require more night time planning,
May be the unfinished daydreams are floating before my eyes.

Sooner or later the insomnia disappears,
The fear of sleepless night turns into quiet snoring joy.

Posted by narain2 at 9:08 PM

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Wednesday October 18, 2006

Mirror

Mirror mirror on the wall,
what do you reflect,
A self righteous image,
or a deception of the soul.

Happiness beams from the image,
Sorrows seem to fade away,
Lovers see the beloved's reflection,
Fear brings out sacry visions.

Beauty adores itself in front of mirror,
Ugliness feels self content,
The reality seems to come alive,
Dreams can't even find its shadows.

In a parallel mirror,
One becomes infinity,
In a broken mirror,
Hopes get utterly distorted.

Posted by narain2 at 7:58 PM

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Saturday October 14, 2006

You

When I started to paint, you were my artistic imagination,
When I started to write, you were my poetic inspiration.

When I gazed at the nature, you were my pretty landscape,
When I was lost in my life, you were there as my guide.

When there was lot to say, I could not say anything,
When you just smiled and said nothing, you said a lot of things to me.

When I thought about you all night, you spent sleepless nights,
When I feared losing you, you discovered me under the starry skies,
When I missed you every moment, you seemed to be smiling next to me,
When I realized we have become one, your heart now beats in mine.

Posted by narain2 at 12:48 PM

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Tuesday October 10, 2006

Pyar Ka Dar

Gunah hai tumhara itna pyar karne ka,
saja mil rahi hai mujhe anjaane dar se darne ka.

Pyar ke rashte hain anjaane,
dagar dagar pe rukawaten hain na jaane kitne,
kabhi hum pyar ke sagar me dub kar ek ho jaate hain,
phir kabhi judai ki pida se bhaybhit ho jaate hain.

Chandani raat me hamari ankhen char hoti hain,
din ke ujaale me hum apni sayo me chup jate hain,
Jab ankhe pyar ki nashe se jaagtin hain,
tab haqueeqato ki char diwari me hum qaid hote hain.

Kitne armano se apni duniya sajai hai,
phir bhi dilo mein yeh khamoshi kyon hai,
Pyar ke bandhan me lipte hain hum,
dar hai ki is pyar ko kaise nibhae hum.

Posted by narain2 at 11:06 PM

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Saturday October 07, 2006

Who Cares!

Who cares about me?
No one seems to care.

When I am bewildered and confused,
I wish to hear the caring whisper from someone,
When my heart is tormented with sadness,
I wish someone would share my woes and give me a helping hand.

When I get overcome by adversities and lose my identity,
I wish someone would remind me who I am and encourage me to survive,
Sometimes when I am lonely and aloof,
I wish someone would come close and give me the company.

When I feel depressed and the whole world seems so remote,
I wish someone would comfort me with a few kind and encouraging words,
When I feel I have no one who cares about me in the world,
I wish some one would come and hug me and show me someone really cares!

Posted by narain2 at 10:44 PM

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Wednesday October 04, 2006

Mental Agony

I have dementia,
I am all loving and caring one moment,
I don't know why I am in rage and tantrum the next moment.
I am enjoying the fine music one moment,
I am hearing suicidal voices the next very moment.

I feel very insecure, and suspicious,
I have multiple personalities beyond my control.
I had a dream of creating a blissful family paradise,
now my dreams are shattered and are in demise,
I am always struggling to discover myself,
I don't know who I am myself?

My friends have faded away,
My family is near but very far away,
My children are in daze,
My loved ones have resigned from their fate.

My psychiatrist listens to my mental woes,
he prescribes medications to calm my fears,
The medicines are total mental torture,
the side effects are worst than normal.

What I need is love and support from my loved ones,
I wish they would hug, laugh and cry with me,
I wish they would realize before it is too late,
that there is no medication better than the love and affection.

Posted by narain2 at 8:36 PM

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Sunday October 01, 2006

Diwali2006

"Sun was going down and looked worried,
What will happen to the universe when I will be gone?
A twinkling earthen lamp whispered, "Don’t worry Sun,
I will take over when you are gone" -- Tagore

With so many twinkling lamps(Diyas) in and around,
the world shines in glorious shine in the dark starry night,
The Moon has left the sky to countless twinkling stars,
the joy and happiness has taken over human heart.

The lamp flickers radiantly in the calm,
One can see the glimpse of hope in its glow,
When rain and wind tries to dampen its spirit,
it keeps on feebly glowing with its reservoir of hope.

The colorful streamers and paper sky lamps,
makes us overcome gloomy thoughts with colorful dreams,
the din and bustle of firecrackers and fireworks,
brings the spirit of childhood in everyone’s heart.

Everyone dances the Garba in beautiful costumes whole night,
the click and clack of the sticks transmit joy and best wishes,
The sweets and greetings from the loved ones,
Brings the best wishes for prosperity for the whole next year.

Happy Navratri and Diwali everyone!

Posted by narain2 at 3:02 PM

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Thursday September 28, 2006

Dosti

Bahut Khus Naseeb Dekhe, Beshumar daulaten dekhi,
par woh an mol khusi bhi dekhi, jo hamare dilon me thi.

jab apne jigri doston ko barso ke baad gale se lagaya,
saalon ke bite hue waqt kuch lamhoe me simat gaye,
pak dilo se apni apni khariat ki dastan sunaye,
bite dino ko yaad kar dil ke sare gham bhulaye.

Hum sab barso pahle college ke dost the, hum sab ek the,
na kisi ko majhab ki parvah thi, na kisi ko daulat ki chah thi,
Aaj to kuch daulat waale hain, kuch mahlon me rahne waale hain,
kuch tute hue dile shayar hain, kuchi apne gareeb khane me mast hain.

Mehfil me baaten karte jab hum bite dino ko yaad karte hain,
sochte hain ki wo sunhare din phir wapas chali aayen,,
dosti mulko ki aur majhabon ki sarhade nahi janti,
wo to dilon ki milan hai jo zindagi bhar kahin nahin jaati.

Posted by narain2 at 10:07 PM

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Sunday September 24, 2006

My silent world

Would you like to be my friend?
I am born deaf, I can hardly hear anything,
I can't hear the beautiful music of water flowing down the mountain canyons,
I can't listen to the beats of the sounds of melodious classical music.

When growing up, all the boys and girls would join to play with me,
but as soon as they find my disability, they would fly away like a bee,
I would make my own sand castles on the beach,
like my beautiful dream, the castle would crumble waiting to find a friend to play.

I live in eternal silence,
silence so deep, it hurts my feelings,
Silence is an absence, silence is profound,
Silence is a conversation, being had without sound.

Adversities taught me to be strong,
with the help of parents and family, I learnt how to survive,
I am all grown up, highly educated, working like you all do,
still I need a friend who can share the pleasures of life with me in my silent world.

Posted by narain2 at 7:13 PM

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Wednesday September 20, 2006

Baaton Ka Nasha

jab wo hamare pas hote hain, tab hum unse dur rahte hain,
jab woh dur hote hain, tab hum unki yaad me diwaane hote hain.

Sham se aadhi raat tak na jane kya kya dil ki baaten karte hain,
jab shab-ha-khaer ka waqt aata hai, tab judai bey dil se manjoor karte hain..

raaton ko nind aa jaati hai kyonki apki baaton ka itna naasha hota hai,
par din guzaarna mushkil ho jaata hai kyonki raat ka intzaar hota hai.

jab aap hamare pahali milan ke guldasten ko sine se lagaye rahti hai,
tab main hairat me pad jata hoon ki ek gulbadan ko gulo ki tazeem karne ki kya jaroorat hai.

jab aap balon me gajre lagakar aine me apni tasveer dekhti hain,
tab main kya aine ki tasveer bhi apko dekhti rah jati hai.

Posted by narain2 at 9:53 AM

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Sunday September 17, 2006

Shyness

I am a little shy and introvert,
My mind is always struggling, why I can't be outgoing and extrovert.

Shyness haunts me everyday in my life,
I bend my head and bypass strangers, who might have become my friends,
I sit and watch people mingle in the parties and social dances,
Am I excessively self focused, do I fear of failures in social bonding?
Am I holding back from my life, am I weakening the bonds of human connection?

Shyness was a virtue in medieval days,
It is now considered avoidant personality disorder,
Even when I have a desire to take lead,
Something keeps me holding back,
Even when it comes down to say my loving feelings to loved ones,
Shyness keeps me quiet hoping my gestures would convey my thoughts.

May be I should see eye to eye with persons I want to make my friends,
May be become a member of support groups to build my self esteem,
What I need is someone to help me in overcoming my social bonding fears,
Make me understand that everbody is not gonna like me in this world.

Posted by narain2 at 3:54 PM

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Thursday September 14, 2006

Seasons

The changes in season reminds me,
That nothing is going to stay forever with me.

When the spring arrives, the flowers bloom all over the place,
The rivers and falls gush with full excitement,
The birds and bees sing their songs and fly all over,
My heart cherishes the sunshine and the beauty of nature.

The summer brings the sense of maturity,
The sun gets hot, the rivers and falls start to shrink,
People enjoy the warm outdoors, games and barbecue,
I find myself in paradise admiring the beauty of lakes and mountains.

The fall brings the sense of separation,
The leaves, birds and bees all gradually disappear,
The mild chill of the wind and withering colorful leaves,
Make me sad to see the gloom setting all over the nature.

Finally the winter comes with full gusto,
It rains or snows all over the world,
All the plants and bears go into hibernation,
Hoping the winter will go away one day.

Posted by narain2 at 9:40 PM

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Friday September 08, 2006

Ocean

The beauty of ocean overwhelms my mind,
It means different thing to me at different times.

When I look at the waves with my beloved, I see unbounded exuberance in my love,
When I gaze the waves alone, I feel the waves have left their feelings behind in the ocean.

When I make my dream castle on the beach, we build it together with our dreams,
Alone when I draw your picture in the sand, I wish if the waves would adore my beloved creation.

When we walk on the beach hand in hand, our body and soul unites in one,
When I wander at the beach alone, I only wish I would find someone smiling at me on the blue horizon.

When we fly our colorful kite in the light sea breeze, our love soars to the ultimate heights,
Alone when I let loose my kite over the ocean, I hope somewhere it would discover a true love.

Together we collect the sea shells and marine treasures they become relics of our love,
Alone I look at those colorful shells I wonder how they feel to be left alone on the beach.

The rays of the golden sunset bonds our hearts together, we yearn to see the romantic full moon over the ocean,
In loneliness the sunset sets a sad departure, the night seems to bring the tear drops of the evening fog.

Posted by narain2 at 11:47 AM

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Monday September 04, 2006

Lake Chabot

The serene blue waters of Lake Chabot,
Makes me feel at peace with its calm and tranquility,
My mind admires the beauty of the hills and lakes,
My heart drifts and wanders with joy amidst its beauty.

When I drift in the water in the rental row boat,
Every stroke of oars churns the reservoir of memories,
We stroked the oars in phase and out of phase,
We made boat go zig zag and turn sideways,
One thing we learnt that we have to row together to move ahead.

Now the boat is drifting in the lake,
My children fill up the emptiness in the air with their happiness,
Still my heart wants to hear the chatter of my love,
The smiles and love reflects from the water on the lake.

It is a lakeside picnic on my daughter's birthday,
All her young friends make me feel little old,
We all eat and play games, walk around the lake,
The love and feelings we share with our loved ones will remain forever in my heart.

Posted by narain2 at 5:40 PM

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Thursday August 31, 2006

Meri Kahani

hum apne dil ki baaten kis ko sunayen, sunne wala koi hai hi nahin,
hum toote hue jee ko kaise samjhayen, dil jodne wala koi hai hi nahin.

Koyal apni surili taan kis ko sunaye, sunne wale ke dil me khusi hi nahin,
us taan ke adhoorepan ko kaise mitayen, jab zindagi me bahar hi nahin.

Patjhar me pattion ko na tootne ko kaise kahen, jab tandhi hawa me itni daya hi nahin,
us tandh se apne badan ko kaise bachayen, jab dil me pyar ki jwala jalti hi nahin.

Badlon ko na barsne ko kiase kahen, jab bina pani ke zindagi chalti hi nahin,
baarish ki rimjhim me hum kise pyar karen, jab koi meri rah dekhne wala hi nahin.

Chand ko chandani chupane ko kaise kahe, taron ki barat bin chandani ke sambhav hi nahin,
zindagi bhar akele rahne ki kaise vade karen, prem ke bina jeena zindagi me sambhav hi nahin.

Posted by narain2 at 11:20 PM

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Sunday August 27, 2006

Ishq ki dariya

Ishq ki dariya kuch be yaqeen si lagti hai,
agar usme jayen to dubne ka dar lagta hai,
magar jab dil me jeene ki tamanna hai,
to dubne me bhi ishq ka kuch aur maza hai.

Agar hum kinare pe baithe nazara hi dekhte rahe,
Ishq ki daria me kastiaon ki daur se sar chupate rahe,
hame dariya ke dharaon ka koi ahshas na hoga,
na ishq ki koi manzil milegi, na dil ki khwahish mitegi.

jindagi bhi ajeeb dariya ki daur hai,
jab manzil pas hoti hai, tab use hum dekhte nahin hai,
jab manzil dur ho, tab hum use pane ki sakht kosis karte hai,
jab jeeten to manzil hamari hoti hai, jab hare to hum manzil ke hote hain.

Posted by narain2 at 1:30 PM

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Wednesday August 23, 2006

Sangharsh

Mere hridya men ek sangarsh ki agni jal rahi hai,
virah ki jwala sare badan ko jala rahi hai,
Kya maine apne jeevan saathi ko paryapt pyar diya tha?
Kya maine unke armano ki pukar suni thi?

Jab jeevan saathi hamare saath thin,
tab khusion ke samay unki mushkaan mere dil me thi,
Jab dukh ki bela ayi, tab unki duaen mere saath thin,
jab meri khusion ke liye kuch qurbani ki jaroorat ayi,
tab apne hans kar apni sari tamannao ka baidaan kiya.

Jab wo hamaare saath rahti thin,
tab hamne kabhi unpar koi prem ki kavita nahi likhi,
Na kabhi unki sunderta ki prasansa ki,
na kabhi unki sahanubhuti ki sarahna ki,
unhe koi hire moti aur bari haweli ki khwahish na thi,
unhe to mujhse pyar ke kuch sabdo ki sunne ki chahat thi.

Jab tum hamse sada ke liye vida ho gayi,
tab tumahri anupasthiti dil me soonapan bhar gayi,
tumhe main doondhta hoon bago men, galiyon me, pahardo men,
kewal tumahri akrirti hi muskurate hue ye kahte hue najar aati hai,
yadi tum mujhe kuch aur pyar karte, to shayad main kabhi tumhe chod kar nahi jaati.

Posted by narain2 at 11:11 PM

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Saturday August 19, 2006

Rishte

Rishton ko sar hado me bandha nahi karte,
rishton ko haqueeqat ki had bandio me dala nahi karte,
Ban ne do rishton ko jo ishq aur waqt banaye,
Ban ne do sar hadon ko jo dil banaye.

Rishte ko bandish me bandha nahi jata,
wo to ek dariya hai jo umang se bahna chahti hai,
wo to ek azaad chiriya hai jo asman ko chuna chahti hai,
wo to ek betaab jharne ki shailab hai jo jamin ko chumna chahti hai.

Rishton ki chamakti aiyne me,
sari tasveeren shami sahmi sochti hain,
ki kahin yeh aina toot na jaye,
kahin dil ke sare arman choor choor na ho jayen.

Rishte gulistan me khile gul hain,
gulo ki khusboo dil ke arman hain,
Aandhi aur toofan gulo ki pattion ko tod kar bikhar sakti hain,
magar bikhre hue pattion ki khusboo mita nahi sakti hain.

Posted by narain2 at 11:20 AM

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Tuesday August 15, 2006

Redwoods

Standing in front of the tall redwood trees,
I look like a midget compared to the tree,
The trees are burnt, carved and hollowed for shelter,
they are still green and standing tall in posture.

I feel like a redwood tree,
I have been tormented and saddened by my emotions,
Still I feel like a giant overshadowing my misfortunes,
Sharing my thoughts and happiness with everyone around me.

Walking in the thick redwood grove, I feel the filtering sunshine,
The tall trees seem to reach and touch the blue sky,
They have been standing there for many centuries,
Giving us the fresh scented air and filling our heart with peace and tranquility.

I wish I could be like a redwood grove,
Aged with wisdom and sharing my thoughts,
If I could make this world happier for some one,
I would have accomplished something in my life.

Posted by narain2 at 8:14 PM

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Thursday August 10, 2006

Realization

In the nice summer evening,
the moon is shining in the sky,
In the quiet empty nester's house,
my heart is longing for someone to be around.

I searched for a lover any place I went,
I dreamt for the affection from every woman I met,
I wanted to hold the hands of a true lover,
I wanted to lose my loneliness in the sweet heart of my lover.

My heart is becoming hollower and hollower,
with the love which lasts only for a few meetings,
May be I do not meet the expectations of all the ladies,
who always promise to become my best friends for ever.

May be I should look for the unselfish love,
I forget the best lover we always have,
He gave us all we have, never asked us even to say a prayer,
He gave us courage in the time of distress,
He gave us hope when we were doomed in our thoughts,
Why I should run after things I cannot get,
I will try to find love and hope in God,
May be I will find Him sooner than I think.

Posted by narain2 at 10:25 PM

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Sunday August 06, 2006

True Love - Sachha Pyar

Here is an internet message on true frienship

A girl asked a guy if he thought she was pretty,
He said...no.

She asked him if he would want to be with her forever...and he said no.
She then asked him if she were to leave would he cry, and once again he replied with a no.

She had heard enough. As she walked away, tears streaming down her face the boy grabbed her arm and said...
You're not pretty you're beautiful.

I don't want to be with you forever, I NEED to be with you forever.
And I wouldn't cry if you walked away...I'd die...

Here is the Gazal Interpretation of the message

Meri Mashuka ne mujhse poocha,
kya main tumhe sunder lagti hoon,
Maine kaha .. nahin.

Unhone mujhse phir sawal kiya,
kya tum mere saath sari jindagi gujaar sakte ho,
Maine kaha -- nahin.

Unhone mujhse akhiri istefsaar kiya,
Agar main tumse bey wafai karoon to kya tum zindagi bhar rote rahoge,
Maine kaha .. nahin.

Unke ke dil me itni chot lagi,
jaise kisi ne unki mohbbat ki shama bujha di ho.

Ashiq ne badi chahat se roti hui mashuka ka daman pakad kar kaha,
Aap hasin hi nahi, aap to husn ki pari hain,
Main apko is liye pyar nahi karta kyonki mujhe apki jaroorat hai,
Mujhe to apki jaroorat hai kyonki main apse pyar karta hoon.
Agar aap mujhe chod kar chali gayin to main ro oonga nahin,
main to jite ji mar jaunga apki yaad men.

Posted by narain2 at 9:03 PM

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Tuesday August 01, 2006

Niagara Falls

The fabulous beauty of Niagara Falls,
whether it is the American or the Canadian horse shoe falls,
makes me wonder how others see this natural wonder.

As a loving couple watching the falls arm in arm,
reminds them of eternity of love and romance,
The forking of river into two great falls and then merging together at the bottom,
replicates the two different paths of their life merging into one down the road.

As a parent with little children watching the falls with curiosity,
I can hardly hear their questions deafened by the melodious roar of the fall,
The youth and exuberance of the falling stream,
fills my heart with hope and inspiration for my kids.

As a single lonely man,
I am lost at the sight of the gorgeous fall,
I feel like many streams going down both the falls,
searching for love around and loosing my own identity downstream.

Riding abroad the Maid of the mist boat trip around the fall,
as a couple, we find love and romance in the mist,
the height and the depth of the falls mirrors peak and valleys of our love,
the beauty and splender of the fall reflects the beauty of our life together.

As a parent with little kids abroad the boat excursion,
I show them the the majesty of falls and the beauty of nature,
more awesome than the TV shows and video games,
I show them the visions of strength from a simple flowing stream.

As a single person with the lonely heart,
I am always seeking for my love in the misty drizzle,
The shower in the drizzle seems so incomplete,
the rainbow in the mist does not seem to lead me anywhere.

Posted by narain2 at 12:08 AM

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Wednesday July 26, 2006

Grandson

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,
there were no Kings men but only family members,
to help him put back again.

The olders were worried about the well being,
but why a year and half old was most worried?
I had just met my borther's grandson,
just had spent half a day playing all the childish eternal games,

I have spent hundreds of hours trying to find some love in the world,
here I find some wonderful bonding without saying a single word,
While the lovers weigh each of my single words,
judge me based on my physical and mental attributes,
I find no love and affection from women seeking their dreams,
Here I find an instant smile and hug from a little wonderful boy,
like it is heaven sent bouquet of love waiting for me miles away.

Although my vacation had a tough start,
I am sure I will recover from the pain and bruises,
It will be worth spending time with our grandson,
I would be like poet Surdas enjoying the presence of child Krishna,
where just the feelings connect two souls, love overwhelms all the pains and sorrows.

Posted by narain2 at 9:01 AM

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Friday July 21, 2006

Meri Gazhal

Ghame juadi me socha ki rokar gham ko asoono ki dariya me baha den,
per yeh gham itne gahre the ki ashk dil me hi sookh gaye,
ankhon se ek bund bhi ansoo na tapke, dard sine me hi jam gaye.

Judai ki tanhai me maine kitne nagme hawa me gakar apko sunaye,
Mujhe ahshas tha ki aap mere darde dil ka ehsas karengi,
Hum to dil thaame apka intzaar karte rahe,
Aap un nagmo ko sun ansoo bahati rahin.

Main to pyasa hoon apki mohbaat ki jaam pine ke liye,
mere jigar me kewal ek arman hai phir apse milne ke liye.

Apke ishq ki aag me mera dil sulagta hai per koi aah bhari karah nahi nikalti,
Main ek jalta hua masal hoon jise pani se bujhao per dhooan nahi nikalti,
yeh hasrat kewal dilwaale hi samajh payenge,
jinhe ishq me ghut ghut ke marne me hi jine ki khusian najar aati hain.

Posted by narain2 at 8:41 PM

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Tuesday July 18, 2006

Mehfil

Aye the mehfil me saki se sharab pine ke liye,
Naye jamane ki rawaajo me mujhe he saki ko sharab pilani padi.

socha tha ki saki ke sharab me sare gham ghool jayenge,
per saki ki shokh bewafaiio ne mere jam me aur bhi matam bhar di.

Armano ke gulzaar me khubsoorat gulo ki kami na thi,
jab ek haseen gul pe haath lagaya to katon ki chubhan hi mili.

Aas lagaye baithe the ki kisi dil fareb hasina ki mujhpe nazar padegi,
najre chupate chupate na jaane kitno se najar milayi,
per unse na koi guftgu hui, na is parwane ko koi shama mili.

Posted by narain2 at 9:46 AM

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Wednesday July 12, 2006

Nashili Ankhen

Chand se mukhre pe lahrati hui zulfen,
na jaane kitne dilo ko be raham qatal ki hongi,
main to fida hoon tumhari tasveer pe,
jab tum samne aogi tab na jaane kya kayamat hogi.

Kajal se saji hui nigaho ki kya bahar hai,
un najro me kisi parwaane ka intzaar hai,
jab main un nashili aknho ko saharta hoon,
mai bina piye hi madhosh hue jata hoon.

Us haseen chehre ki woh quatle tabassum,
gulistaan ke gulo ko bhi sharminda karti hain,
Un gulabi labon se muskurati hui haseen adaen,
baag me khile surkh gulab ki kaliyon ko bhi khusk kar deti hain.

Samandar ke kinare reyt me main tumhari tasveer banata hoon,
tumhe dekhne ke liye lahren bhi be chain ho kar her pal pas aati hain,
Un lahron ko yah pata hota ki mai tumse kitni mohabaat karta hoon,
to lahren bhi kuch waqt ke liye ruk jaatin tumhari inaayat ke liye.

Posted by narain2 at 9:52 AM

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Thursday July 06, 2006

Wishing Well

In the bright summer day,
The water in the fountain in the park is gushing with joy,
The reflections from the wishing coins are dazzling my eyes,
The coins are full of someone's daydreams, and anticipation of love,
only time will decide when the those dreams would come alive.

With so many wishing coins already in the fountain,
I add my coin in the water with a kiss and a wish,
Like so many wishes, Is my wish ever going to come true?
Only the reflection from the pool smilingly knows.

In every coin a wish is wrapped,
A hope is bound, an expectation is carved,
The reflecting moon rays from the coins in the night,
Fills the heart of viewers with the soothing peace and glitter in the eyes.

Next time I pass the fountain again,
I add my coin with another wish,
I never knew whether any wish came true or not,
The only thing I know is the sight of the fountain brings me rays of hope.

Posted by narain2 at 8:39 PM

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Sunday July 02, 2006

Harijan

Lunch pe baaten baton me meri saheli ne mujhse kaha,
"yon to main barso se US me rah rahi hoon,
parantu jigyasa ke liye main ye janna chahti hoon,
ki tum kis jaati ke ho?"

Maine kaha, "main na to koi unchi jati ka hoon, na koi neech jati ka hoon,
na koi main brahmin hoon, na koi bhangi hoon,
main to sada hari ka jan raha hoon, main harijan hoon."
Unhone muskura kar kaha, main ghar jakar nahane wali nahin hoon.

Kya unchi jaati ke logo ke vichar uttam hote hain?
kay dalit logo ke sanskar gunhin hote hain?
Agyan aur garibi kisi ko bhi dalit bana deti hai,
Dalit to sadiyon se agyan aur garibi ke phande me phanse hue hain,
yadi hum sabhi ko anivarya siksha den, sabhi ko pragati ka avsar den,
to nak koi dalit hoga, na koi uchi jaati ka hoga,
na hame quota ki jaroorat hogi, na hame kisi se jati puchne ki eekcha hogi.

Kuch dino ke baad, meri saheli ne mujse kaha,
"Main to pratidin Hari ki upasna karti hoon, Hari se apni atma ko jodne ka praytna karti hoon,
Ramchandraji ne Sabri ka jootha khaya, Budhhdev ne chamar ke ghar antim bhoj ker mukti payi,
Gandhiji ne hajaro nichi jaati ke logo ko harijan kah gale se lagaya,
Wo sub jante the ki hum sabhi hari ke jan hain, ab main bhi janti hoon ki main harijan hoon".

Posted by narain2 at 9:26 AM

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Sunday June 25, 2006

Chand Gazal

Meri hasina ne bari be takaluuf se chandani raat me mujhse poocha,
"Kya main chand se jyada haseen lagti hoon?"
Maine farmaya, aap to mere sapno ki malika hain,
main jab apko dekhta hoon to chand ko bhool jata hoon.

Agar ishq me maar padi to,
Badan ke Jakhm to din bite bhar jayenge,
magar us dil ke jakhm ka kya hoga,
jise apki judai ne mere dil me bhar di hai,
wo jakhm apke intzzar me dil me ubharte rahenge,
jabtak aap un jakhmo ko apne hotho se na choom len.

Agar unhe mere ishq ki diwanagi ka koi ahsas ho,
to wo duniya ke sari qayado ko tod meri bahon me simat jayengi,
Unhe hamari mukhtalif ruuh ki koi sikayat na hogi,
unke dil ki dhadkan mere sanso me hongi.

Posted by narain2 at 9:51 PM

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Friday June 23, 2006

What is love?

What is love,
the love based on expectations,
is like a flower in atumn,
crmubles down to earth with the gust of emotions,
when the expectations so dear seem so far away.

What is love,
the love based only on physical attributes,
is like a house of cards looking so pretty,
the desire of meeting the prince charming or princess of dreams,
leads to a romance full of passion and lust,
but when the realities set in, there is no binding force in physical
love,
the house of card stumbles as there is nothing to hold it together.

What is love,
An unselfish love always overshadows the selfish love,
Do I love you because I need you,
or I need you because I love you.

What is love,
It is an affection which grows inside two loving hearts,
It is a feeling of being wanted by two love seeking souls,
It is a desire which eternally resides in our heart.

Posted by narain2 at 9:41 AM

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Sunday June 18, 2006

Hopeless Romantic

Loneliness has made me a hopeless romantic,
I don't have the youth or charm to offer you,
I don't have the great health or wealth to share with you,
I only have me, a hopeless romantic, to make you smile at me.

When you first smiled at me,
your greetings ignited the sparkles of love in me,
I saw the mirage of the love oasis in your eyes,
I daydreamt of the fountain of affection in your smiles.

When you first touched my hands,
I almost got electrocuted by the loving sensation,
When I squeezed your hands with mine,
the sweats of love were born in the warmth of our affection.

When we were together for a few moments,
my loneliness hid itself in some distant corner,
Those few hours of conversation, fun and games,
will remain in my thoughts for days to come.

When you bid farewell with a gentle hug,
I thought I lost the biggest treasure in the world,
Even if you will be gone for a while,
Till we meet, I will be daydreaming about you day and night.

Posted by narain2 at 11:14 AM

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Wednesday June 07, 2006

HumNri is back!

When I clicked on humnri.com last week,
It took browser sometime to tell me that the server was down,
I thought it is regular maintenance and upgrade time,
The server will be back in no time.
After a few days, the barrage of email showed up in my Inbox,.
Everyone had one question, is humnri gone ?
Everyone wanted to contact the webbie and the spider man,
Everyone wondered if they paid their overdue donations in time.

The humnri website has become the land where,
The lionman roars his ideals and thoughts,
Lamboo peeks over everyone's shoulder to admire their thoughts,
The prince of darkness roams as soulman shedding light on wisdom,
Sweeties hates to see all the poets not like Omar Khayaam,
Blissful Banana loves to chat and pass her divine outlook,
Bright red Doodle bug gives us all the secret of survival from recipes to love divine,
Bhatnagarji gives us the complex view of Hindu religion,
The pumpkin head wails his loneliness even it is not the Halloween night,
Chaz and Tic-Toc show us the struggles of teen age life.
The humnri website is ocean of vast knowledge and emotions,
where the rivers of thoughts from individual minds merge together.

Finally the email flashed, the humnri is back,
Everyone was on the site, chatting on Forums and playing Antakshari,
After using this site for a year for a while,
I think it has become part of my life.

Posted by narain2 at 11:26 AM

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Sunday May 28, 2006

Memorial Day 2

On the nice sunny Memorial Day holiday afternoon,
I am wandering in my backyard garden,
The blanket of red roses seem like bringing the memory of my smiling loved one,
the birds of paradise seem like searching all over for some one,
the bright red rhodies cast the glow of her beautiful eyes on me,
the faces in colorful pansies portray her beautiful face staring at me.

Separation from the loved one haunts me on this lonely day,
Only the sweet memories and thoughts wipe the tears of sadness from my face away.

Posted by narain2 at 12:25 AM

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Wednesday May 24, 2006

My first day in school

More than half a century ago,
the Monsoon showers had just brought relief from the sweltering summer,
just when I was dreaming of playing soccer whole day outdoors,
My Dad decided that I have to attend an elementary school.

I was dragged a mile by my older brother to my new school,
It would be my favorite Durga Mandir converted into a school,
My dreams of a class with benches and chairs just vanished,
As we were sitting on the floor in open partitioned classrooms of the school.

I thought I would get a nice colorful uniform to wear to school,
but it looked like that the dress code was a futuristic dream,
At least every class had a black board bigger than my slate,
the teacher had a duster whereas I had to wipe the chalk with my hand.

The fear of some burly kids and nostalgia of home made me sad and homesick,
I could not stop crying and asking my teacher to let me go home.

I still remember the teacher with big black cane,
every time I cried to go home, I got a whack on my palm with his cane,
I could not stop crying, he would not stop whacking,
till I was sent in a distant corner for breaking the class rule.

Kneeling down in the corner, I dreamt of Mom and home,
I found comfort in the memories of joyous Durga Puja days,
I wished the Goddess would come alive,
and pierce the hands of the teacher with her big trishul.

Finally the Tiffin time heralded the temporary recess,
the teacher came down and helped me open my Tiffin can,
He asked me to eat while he wrote something on my slate,
He hoped that it would keep me interested in his school.

After I finished my food, he handed my slate,
He had drawn a picture of a big smiling cat with whiskers and big tail,
He asked me to draw the cat on the other side of the slate,
I was so happy drawing the circles and lines whole afternoon,
I forgot I had a rough first day in school.

Posted by narain2 at 9:47 AM

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Sunday May 21, 2006

Graduation

Why everything is going wrong this morning?
Why the memory stick is too large for the new camera we bought?
Why the new dress we bought is too tight at once?
Why there is nervousness in the air ?
It should be a happy day as it is my daughter's graduation day!

The career goal started with the dreams on college entrance essay,
She wished she would be dressed in white jacket in her own office,
the nurse and patients would welcome her as Doctor when she walks in,
It was a long journey of eight years of college to fulfill her dreams.

Dressed in the most beautiful attire with lei, gown and cape,
the class of 2006 marched into the podium behind the faculty and guests,
the happiness of parents, relatives and friends,
rang up in the air with cheers, flowers, balloons and joy of tears.
The click of cameras captured the picture of dream fulfilled,
the happiness on the faces of graduates would forever remain in the hearts of loved ones.

Speakers after speakers reminded the graduates of the beginning of a new life,
the graduates almost forgot eighteen hours a day work routine,
every graduate thought of the support of loved ones for those long years,
everyone had sparkle of hope for a bright future in their eyes.

Being an optometry school graduation,
graduates joked whether one or two was better,
they remembered the weekends when they dilated each others eyes for fun,
The parting hugs and farewell of the graduating class,
cemented their bond of friendship to last for long.

Posted by narain2 at 12:35 PM

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Thursday May 18, 2006

Color me Red

The red is the color of creation,
when we are born, we come covered in red,
We celebrate happy occasions draped in red,
Even all the good luck money envelopes are colored red.

The nature's beauty shines in red.
The roses are red, the rhodies are red,
The apple is red, the lilies are red,
The robin is red, the cardinals are red.

The color of love is red,
The depiction of love is always a heart in red,
the confirmation of love is with red roses,
the turmoil of love is in red bleeding heart.

The cycle of nature is filled with red,
the sun rises and sets as red,
we wake up every morning admiring the red dawn,
we say goodbye to the day in the glow of red dusk.

Posted by narain2 at 11:24 PM

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Sunday May 14, 2006

Mother's Day

I must be dreaming,
breakfast in bed with a bouquet of roses?
When I open my eyes, I see smiling kids,
waiting to wish my wife a happy Mother's day.

We were all waiting for Mom to enjoy her meal,
She waits for a while, feeds me a little,
she shares the goodies with the children,
Finally she puts the food in her mouth,
with the smile and happiness hard to find.

The glimpses of our life roll before my eyes,
I can see her shaking the baby in her lap whole night,
the lullabies she sang, worked on me more than the baby that night,
I could see her hugging the kids in the day care center in the late afternoon,
as if she had found the biggest missing treasures in the world that time.

I could envision her entire life,
dedicated to keep the children and me very happy,
her own wishes and desires could wait little longer,
the only wish she had was the happy family.

I wish we had Mother's day many times a year,
it will be a moment for all of us to reflect,
the contributions and sacrifices Mothers make,
Although the economist may come with $140,000 a year price tag,
I believe the affection and dedication of motherhood is priceless.

Posted by narain2 at 11:26 AM

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Thursday May 11, 2006

Beauty

When I look at a beautiful woman,
my mind dreams of a passionate love,
but when the lust for passion subsides,
I am still looking for the beauty in love.

Beauty is in the eye of beholder,
some sees it in the beauty of a woman,
some find it in the glory of nature,
some discover it in the unselfish love,
some detect it in the revealings of a passionate heart.

The color of skin is only skin deep,
the sight of a beauty is only eye deep,
the inner beauty is real and lies in an intimate heart,
the real beauty itself is the reflection of a virtuous soul.

The external beauty lasts only for a few years,
It gets tarnished by the ravages of time and age,
The inner beauty lasts for ever,
It leaves its marks on the hearts it touches.

Posted by narain2 at 7:53 PM

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Friday May 05, 2006

Hope

What is hope, ask a bee in cold winter days,
she hangs around the pruned rose bushes,
with the hope that someday spring will come,
and the flowers will bloom in the garden.

What is hope, ask the blue bird pair in early spring,
they work diligently to bring every twig and grass,
to build their nest in the corner nook of my house,
I see the hope in the eyes of this lovely pair,
They are dreaming of a happy home for their family.

What is hope, ask a lonesome soul,
When the uncertainties linger around in mind,
hope is the only refuge to calm our fears,
When the loneliness sends one in depression,
the hope of a companionship overshadows the despair.

What is hope, ask a human being,
our life is a sand castle of hope on a sandy beach,
with the lingering fear of drowning in occasional high tide,
our destiny, our future, and our own survival,
hangs around the magical hope, the hope that is the eternal inspiration.

Posted by narain2 at 12:39 PM

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Monday May 01, 2006

Dreams

I have a dream,
A dream of escaping the tangled web of loneliness,
A dream of flying high with joy and happiness,
A dream which prevails in my mind,
A dream which seems like a beautfiul mirage in my deserted life.

I have a dream,
A dream of a partner full of love and compassion,
A dream of a person who would willingly become my shadow,
A dream of a love who I would never loose from my heart,
A dream of a soul who would suffer from my pains,
A dream of a lover who would gleefully join hands and venture into unknowns lands.

Sometimes It seems like the dreams are turning into reality,
A beacon of hope for a stranded boat in desolate ocean,
Unluckily I loose the sight of hope in the rough seas of emotions,
as realities take over the sweet imaginations of a perfect dream.

As a marooned sailor of the lonely ship,
I would hang on to the lonely beach,
I would keep dreaming on for the daring rescue,
For if dreams fade, I will be like a helpless broken wing seagull.

Posted by narain2 at 12:03 PM

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Friday April 28, 2006

My Photo Album

The photo album stores the history of my life,
Every page is the mirror of bygone days,
The reflections in the mirror brings memories alive,
The memories which beam me magically in the world of my choice.

A first few pages of my album are blank,
As a little kid I did not want to stand in front of a box with a man in black hood,
I did not want to be seen upside down in his view finder,
I was happier playing soccer somewhere else in the nearby play ground.

The b & w family portrait of me, my siblings and my parents is my prize possession,
It was a rare event when we all could gather and pose for a moment,
Now some are grown up, some have left our midst,
The glimpse of all of us together brings the emotions of close family ties.

As I turn the pages of my album,
I see happiness radiating from every picture,
May it be a smile of a family member or mine,
Or it may be the beauty of the nature smiling at me,
Every picture brings a memory flashback,
of the joys and emotions of important events in my life.

Next my eyes get glued on my personal family picture,
My wife radiating with her beautiful smile,
My kids little scared of the dark studio set,
Me grinning with smile of worth thousand words.
It is picture which remains in my heart and wallet,
It is a picture which brings joy, love and affection to me every minute.

I guess no one ever keeps the pictures of death and agony,
It is hard to see the cremation picture of departed love,
It seems as if my heart is turning into ashes,
The pain and agony of this scene is so much,
The book of album closes by itself.

I leave a rose and a lily near my album,
Rose shows our everlasting love,
The lily puts the aura of comfort and hope,
That one day her love will resurrect and meet my heart.

Posted by narain2 at 10:32 PM

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Monday April 24, 2006

If I were a Painter

If I were a painter,
My canvas would be the fusion of my soul with the nature.

The flutter of humming birds over a pretty flower,
would not only inspire me to draw a beautiful sketch,
but also inspire me with great determination.

The bloom of cherry trees around the lake,
would sparkle my painting with vivid lively colors,
and make my mind dream with colorful imaginations.

The sea shell getting washed by the surf on the beach,
would be a pretty sight to behold on my canvas,
it would constantly remind me of the cycle of meeting and waiting to meet my lover.

The majestic mountains reaching to touch the deepest blue sky,
would come alive with beauty and greatness in the eyes of the viewers,
and would make my inspired soul merge at its peak with the nature.

If I were a painter,
My canvas would be the reflections of my emotions,
The yellow dots and strokes would show my happiness beaming like sunshine,
the red strokes and curves would show my flourishing love like roses blooming on vine,
the grey and black shadows would show my sadness like the clouds in the moonless nights.

If I were a painter,
My canvas would be my greatest creation,
I would create the portrait of my love,
She would come alive with her beautiful stare,
I will be spellbound and just keep on looking at her.

Posted by narain2 at 12:33 PM

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Thursday April 20, 2006

Real Love

When I meet someone in my quest of love,
Little chats and conversations overshadow my heart's loneliness,
The smiles and laughter wipes away my hidden pain and tears,
I want to convey my love with a hug and forget my woes.
But then I wonder, is it the true love?

Would not I like to touch her heart,
before I would force her to hold my hands ?
Would not I love to see the pleasure in her eyes of uniting hearts,
before my lips would try to get involve into a passionate kiss ?
Would not it be nice if she would give herself in loving submission,
before I would like to hold her in my arms ?
That would be a real love, a love of dreams.

In the game of real love, the failures don't count,
the real love may be shunned, ditched, or betrayed times and times again,
but it will rise from ashes like a phoenix when it sees the real lover again.

Posted by narain2 at 11:06 PM

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Tuesday April 18, 2006

The Lilies

The water lily lotus flower growing in shallow muddy ponds,
blooms majestically adorned in exquisite red, white and green petals,
It shines with virtuous beauty and keeps its head over the troubled waters,
And when the water level recedes, it stoops gently to show its gentleness.

The white Calla Lily growing in my garden,
is the symbol of purity, divinity, and resurrection,
The stem and flower is so smooth and soothing,
no wonder it is offered as a comfort to the crown of thorns.

The yellow Asiatic lily radiates its own charm year around,
while the white Calla Lily shows us the glimpse of heavenly resurrection,
the beautiful yellow lily invites us to enjoy our life on the earth where we belong.

We forget the blue, violet, pink and green lilies,
their beauty invokes some spiritual love in our eyes,
they don't fear wind and rain, hail and birds,
they stand smiling fearless and eager to rekindle our souls.

Posted by narain2 at 8:48 PM

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Saturday April 15, 2006

My Pretty Doll

When I met this four year old,
I thought I found my pretty doll,
She radiates the prettiest smile in the world,
The joy from her voice fills the room with the sweetest accord.

Her crayon back pack is little heavier than her,
when she draws the circles, I am transfixed to watch the circle of life,
when she scribbles on paper, I wonder where Picasso may have found his inspiration,
when we draw together, I feel captivated by the innocence and the beauty of creation.

Her inquisitive mind is restless to find,
why one rose is red, another one white,
why it rains some times, why the sun does not shine all the time,
why the Care Bears live on the clouds, and why the cookie monster eats all her cookies.

When she comes and sits down next to me,
The chemistry of closeness sparkles in my heart,
This love is so rare, this affection is so priceless,
I will treasure in my heart for a long time to come.

Posted by narain2 at 11:21 AM

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Tuesday April 11, 2006

Cherry Blossom

If I could only paint,
the intricate and beautiful floral designs of cherry blossom,
my mural would come alive with the beauty of nature,
it will be full with the joy of the pink and purple buds of heavenly creations.

A few months ago, the tree was standing bare and shivering in cold,
now it is full of pretty blossoms as if it has been just created by God,
The evening moon makes the blossoms look like shining gems embebed in silver,
the red gleam of parting sun over the lake gives it a golden aura to ponder,
If I could only capture this sight with the bristles of my paint brush,
It would be the only chance of my lifetime to paint such a marvelous masterpiece.

Posted by narain2 at 9:00 AM

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Saturday April 08, 2006

R..O..S..E

Remember when I would offer you a rose,
you would consider it as the precious gift of love,
When you would smell the rose and fondly smile,
I would be intoxicated with the sweet fragrance of your love.

On those dreary winter days when you would be away,
my heart would be lonely with the misery of separation,
I would feel the like rose bushes stranded in snow,
where all the leaves were parting one by one.

Somewhere in the tenderness and softness of the rose petals,
lies my delicate and innocent love,
sometimes the thorns pick and hurt,
sometime love is full of fear, sometimes it hurts.

Everlasting beauty of the rose remains in my heart,
even when the rose blossoms, fades and withers,
My love is immortal like rose,
which never dies in the heart as I love you so much.

Posted by narain2 at 5:11 PM

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Friday April 07, 2006

Ghosts

When I was a young, I had a great fascination for ghosts,
I would wake up every midnight and look in the mirror,
One night I saw what I always wanted to see,
I shrieked, and I passed out.

The wavering image of skull and bones in a midnight mirror,
Was it some supernatural act or my extra sensory perception?
Was it the reflection of my subconscious mind or a dream of my fascination?
I am glad the ghost never came back as I stopped looking in the mirror again.

Now when I hear the clear voices of my late wife in restless nights,
I hear what I always want to hear, a few words of love and affection,
The images frozen from past, molded in my memory,
Seem to be floating in my sweet dreams and giving me the company.

The supernatural phenomenon of the subconscious mind,
Can be scary and can be kind,
The ghosts will live in our dreams and imagination,
As long as we would keep them in our thoughts and fascination.

Posted by narain2 at 9:13 AM

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Wednesday April 05, 2006

My petunias

My pretty petunias, whether you are white, yellow, red, or voilet,
you ring your bell with joy in my heart.

I wish I could follow your ways,
You survive bowing graciously in the adverse rainy days,
You rise like phoenix and bring cheers in hearts on happy sunny days.

Posted by narain2 at 3:53 PM

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Tuesday April 04, 2006

Bhingi Palken

Un chanchal ankhon ki chamak kahan gayi,
jab tum chali gayi, to ankhon ki roshni chali gayi.

Dard aur nirasha se bhari aankhen,
pyar ki us sunder akriti ko khojti hain,
assoono se bhingi palke,
ab mere saath rahti hain.

woh roshni ab kabhi wapas na ayegi,
jo tumhare saath chali gayi,
koi dusra pyar na ab milega,
jo bahen khole mera intzaar karega,
ab to bas rone ka hi ek sahara hai,
bas itna rona hai ki dil ki aah un assoon me dub jaye.

Posted by narain2 at 10:25 PM

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Sunday April 02, 2006

Great Expectations

Expecting always-nice things to happen,
leads us to dream in great expectation.

A flower budding in my love garden,
soars my expectations sky high,
the bud transforms into a beautiful rose,
only the feelings and rival expectations make it die,
the ensuing sadness strangles my great expectations.

The love song music playing in background,
creates expectations of attaining the love divine,
only the melancholy music and lyrics sinks my heart,
the loneliness overwhelms my great expectations.

The silent overcast of Stratus clouds,
fills my expectations with the hopes of romantic landscape,
My love and me would be rolling in snow united as one,
the stark cold freezes my imagination to a smiling snowman,
his waving hand gesture makes farewell to my great expectations.

I hope the rays of great expectations keep shining on me,
If the shine turns into dark shadows, my great expectations will die with me.

Posted by narain2 at 1:16 PM

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Friday March 31, 2006

Drifter

The happy drifter, a patch of lonely fluffy spring cloud,
moving across the blue sky with no destination in mind,
it plays hide and seek with sun, makes children happy to dream as Care bear home,
It does not have the might of a thunder cloud it goes unnoticed even by a humming bird.

The stranded drifter, a lonely migratory beautiful swan,
It got left behind near the lake as it could not fly away that day,
it circles around the lake, tries in vain to mingle with other birds,
it constantly stares at the sky and hopes to find her flock to fly away.

The sad drifter, the middle aged banjo player on the street corner,
people call him homeless and vagabond,
he survives on a few quarters thrown in his hat,
he fiddles a song which no one cares about,
his eyes and music is probably trying to tell a story of his whereabouts.

Here I am a drifter of some sort,
Closer I try to get to someone, I find myself distant apart,
drifting in search of love, I have lost the sense of reality,
the sight of drifting cloud makes me wonder about my entity,
the beautiful swan shows me the hope in the times of pity,
the banjo player's music serenades my ears and gives me a will to survive in adversity.

Posted by narain2 at 7:04 PM

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Wednesday March 29, 2006

Lambe Baal

jharokhe pe kale balon me ubharati hui ek sunder akriti,
kale badlon se nikharti hui chand si suhawani lagti hai,
jab hawa me lambe baal lahrate hain,
woh lahrati hui samudra pe surya ki tarah chamakti hain.

Na jaane un balon me kya khubi hai,
mai jab bhi unhe dekhta hoon, wo balon me lipti hui njar aati hain,
main to bahen khole unke intzaar me har pahal baithta rahta hoon,
we to balon me hi sada uljhi hui rahti hain.

Jab balon ko wo phool or gajron se sawartin hai,
mai to kya we phool bhi unke ashiq ban jate hain,
jab woh sunder vastro me saj kar mushkurati hain,
main to unko bas dekhta hi rah jata hoon.

jab ek din wo lambe balon ko kata kar adhunik mahila ban jati hain,
balon ki uljhano se nikalkar jeevan ki uljhano se khelna chahti hain,
meri ankhon se lambe balon wali woh chanchal akriti lupt ho jaati hai,
un lambe balon me lipti hui meri kamnaye samay ke jharokhe me kho jaati hain.

Posted by narain2 at 8:42 PM

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Monday March 27, 2006

Rejection

I was on my space voyage to the lover's dreamland,
My hopes were high I was enjoying the thrilling emotional space walk,
Suddenly tethered cord of my love got cut,
I found myself floating in the darkness of the lonely universe.

I got lost amongst the stars in dark skies,
I got hung up like a trishenku star where no one could hear me cry,
Someone strangled my dreams and aspiration,
Promises of being friends forever stopped my heart beating for a while.

May be I was not the tall price charming,
May be I was not the right tribe or caste,
Why did you show me all the dreams of a happy space trip?
You should not have started any relationship.

I am sure you will find the prefect astronaut of your dreams,
But as a favor, please don't betray someone's budding ambitions,
You will be a real friend and a greatest platonic lover,
If you were honest and did not use a dagger.

Posted by narain2 at 4:45 PM

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Saturday March 25, 2006

Kite Flying

A colorful kite flying in gentle spring breeze,
Fluttering and swinging in blue skies,
Makes one watch the maneuvers for hours,
Sends one's heart in the joyous free rides for hours.

As a little child, kite flying was an experience to remember,
I would run with the kite with a short string,
Sometimes I will run into ditches, sometimes my kite will be in trees,
Still when the kite took off the ground, my joy will float with the kite.

As a grown up kid, kite flying became an art of its own,
The shape and size of kites became the creation of my own,
The kite wars gave me lesions of survival in a competitive world,
The kite flying up and high, made me think to reach sky high.

As lovers, we flew kite on beaches,
Our love soared high with each flight,
Yet we felt tied as one with the flexible string in our heart,
The swings, nose dives and take offs of the kite,
Reminded us of the modes of emotions we experienced in our life.

As a grown up mature man, now I just watch the flying kite,
My heart wants to set free and sail away to some peaceful universe,
But I can't escape as I am tied at the base in my own little world,
And finally when I watch a cut free kite flying higher and higher in blue yonder,
I wish the sky would be the limit when I am eventually set free by the nature.

Posted by narain2 at 12:43 PM

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Wednesday March 22, 2006

So close but so far away

When you were close to me,
We walked and breathed as a single soul,
Mutual love and affection was in our hearts,
Your smile and your presence made my days.

No poems or love lyrics came to my mind,
I never dreamt of building a love monument or a shrine,
Whenever I presented you with fresh garden rose,
The happiness and smile on your face stole my heart.

When you used to be away to your family and friends,
I would count days and nights for your return,
A few minutes of phone conversations used to make my day,
And finally when you came, our hearts and bodies used to reunite in one.

Now when you are gone so far away,
I envision you every minute with my poems and thoughts,
The monument I have built in my heart,
Is prettier than the marble domed wonder of the world.

You are so far away, but you feel so close to me,
I can smell the fragrance of your beautiful smile.
Sadly I miss your presence every day,
But it is a nice feeling to be so close even you are so far away.

Posted by narain2 at 11:11 PM

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Sunday March 19, 2006

My Pretty Daffodil

In search of a garden flower in mid February afternoon,
I stumbled in a little corner into a bunch of bulb flowers,
They were bright yellow flowers bowing in tandem toward the ground,
They danced merrily in the chilly wind amidst the late winter cold.

I dared to pluck one of the flowers, separating it from its flock,
The rich yellow petal cup adorned on top of lovely green stem,
It held the beautiful nectar of nature to welcome the coming spring,
I did not know till someone told me that it was a pretty daffodil.

I could offer my pretty daffodil on the alter of God,
It would love to meet the creator and adorn the alter,
The beautiful yellow petal cup would remind the devotees,
To share the golden honey of kindness and good wishes with all.

I could offer my pretty daffodil to my departed loved ones,
It would fill their heart with shining love and beaming smiles,
It would remind me of the glass of the wine of love,
Which we shared in our lives till heavens got us apart.

I could offer my pretty daffodil to my lover at heart,
She would be ecstatic to behold the flourishing love,
I would love to engrave our kisses on those lovely petals,
And preserve in my heart and soul for many years.

Plucking my pretty daffodil from its bunch was the biggest mistake I made,
I put her in a vase, watered at any hint of withering,
I could not keep her beaming and smiling with time,
The shock of separation from its flock led it to its sad demise,
While rest of the flock is still beaming in the golden sun filling my heart with happiness.

Posted by narain2 at 2:26 PM

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Thursday March 16, 2006

Anger

Why I am angry tonight?
Why I am losing my sanity?
Did I get ignored somewhere?
Didn't anyone notice my contributions?

When I work hard and try to make some contributions,
Frustrations seep in when someone else gets all the attention,
I find myself angry with jealousy and venting my frustrations,
After some cooling I realize, it is my mental paranoia which is feeding on itself.

When some one calls me names and taunts me with insults,
Do I have to get mad on someone's ignorance?
Probably I should avoid eye contact and think of the proverb,
When someone spits on the moon, it falls on his face.

When someone lies and cheats me with my hard earned money,
Do I have to loose my temper on being deceived by contrived nice gestures?
Probably I did not do my homework and check my numbers,
dreams and trust don't add up in the game of money matters.

When someone betrays me in love,
Do I have to get angry over getting stabbed in the back?
Sweet talks and false promises often lead us to dream world of our imaginations,
when the lover abandons, the realities set in and we start searching our souls all over again.

Posted by narain2 at 8:57 PM

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Monday March 13, 2006

Tum Rutha Na karo

Jab tum mujhse ruthti ho, badi soona lagta hai,
tum mujhse naraj hoti ho,
fir kabhi batten na karne ka wada karti ho,
bhingi palko me dil ka dard dubo leti ho.

Jab tum mujhse ruthti ho, badi soona lagta hai,
jab mai tumhe manane ke liye ek phool bhet karta hoon,
tum use fenk kar be dil se swikar karti ho,
main sochta hun ki kash mai bhi ek phool hota,
jindagi ke safar me tumhe khus kar apni jindagi safal karta.

Jab tum mujhse ruthti ho, badi soona lagta hai,
hamare rishte kache dhaago se bhi najuk najar aate hain,
jab main ankhe mila kar tumse baaten karne ki kosis karta hoon,
tumahri adhoori mushkaan mujhe zinda dile qatl kar deti hai.

Jab tum mujhse ruthti ho, badi soona lagta hai,
main tumhe apni bahon me le phir kabhi tumhe naraj na hone dene ki kasame khata hoon,
Jab balon ki kali ghata se tumahri chehre ki khubsoorti naikahrti hai,
main to tumhi me chaand dekhta hoon, aasman ke chand ko bhool jata hoon.

Posted by narain2 at 8:53 PM

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Friday March 10, 2006

Inspirations

I am trying to write a poem,
it started as an outburst of emotion, now it has become an obsession,
my mind is blank, I need an inspiration.

When my heart was in emotional turmoil,
My feelings transformed into precious lines of poems,
the loneliness and sorrow all came up in verses reflecting state of my mind.

The memories of the past finally turned into the relics of love,
emotional pain and loneliness became shadows of my past,
the will to move on came as the inspiration as the light at end of a tunnel.

Some days when I try hard in vain to write a few lines,
For hours I stare aimlessly at the blue skies and mountains nearby,
Only by sheer coincidence the flight of a bird or a butterfly,
Fills my soul with the admiration of nature and inspiration to enjoy my life.

When the wandering thoughts see the beauty of things forever ignored,
the glimpse of inspirations seems to be round the corner, yet to be discovered.

Posted by narain2 at 1:01 PM

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Wednesday March 08, 2006

Holi Blues

I am dreaming of playing with colors and gulal,
It is the Holi celebration after all.
I can't play inside my home, the carpets will get tainted,
I cant' play it in the yard, the grass and outer walls will get painted.

I thought I would go to the temple,
and enjoy the traditional Holi festivities,
Once again I am banned from playing with colors inside the temple,
I can’t play the drums and sing "Holi hai" outside, as the neighbors don’t like the noise.

Little disappointed, I head for the community center,
they have the Holi celebration in the evening,
The kids perform and remind me of my cultural heritage,
I hear all the nice Holi songs and watch dances,
I enjoy Puas(sweets) and Goat meat curry as a special Holi treat,
but I still miss the colors and Gulal on my face.

As a kid, the full moon night before the Holi,
we had a big bonfire in the middle of little Indian City,
Next morning we will get up, make buckets of colored water,
No one in the neighborhood will be spared from colors,
When we ran out of the colors, mud, paint and coal tar,
would cover our faces in the cheerful spirit of Holi festival.

There was some special meaning playing Holi with girls,
this is the only day when we can get close to them with some hesitation,
the wet colors dignified their bodies,
the dry colors showed their beauty in multi colors.

After our morning session, we came home to the big feast,
All the Puas, Puris, Pulav, meat and vegetable curries made our mouth water.
In the evenings, we wore our new Kurta and Pajamas,
went door to door, played gulal with young and old,
everyone offered their best sweet treats,
That was the real Holi, now it is only in my dreams.

Posted by narain2 at 9:06 AM

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Sunday March 05, 2006

Smile for Me.

When you smile in my arms,
My heart belongs to you,
When you smile by yourself,
Happiness permeates in the small world around you.

A smile is,
A smirk of happiness,
A smile is,
A grin of intimacy,
A smile is,
The nature's instant messaging,
A smile is,
The internet of subtle personal communications.

When you smile in distress,
Your heart gets the will to survive,
When you smile facing debacles,
Your mind gets the power to overcome all the hurdles.

When you smile with disgust on my actions,
My ego and stubbornness melts down in my veins,
When you smile with tears in your eyes over disagreements,
A close embrace and a sweet kiss bring a quick resolution.

When someone smiles at you,
Your heart will bounce with happiness,
When you work with others with a smile,
You would create a heavenly bliss around you.

Posted by narain2 at 12:06 PM

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Wednesday March 01, 2006

Kyonki..

Mujhe kisi ki intzaar nahin,
kyonki mai tumhe apne dil me rakhta hoon,
Mujhe aur kisi ki chah nahin,
kyonki main tumhara dil apne saath rakhta hoon,

Muhje apni kismat pe koi dar nahin,
kyonki tum hi meri kismat ho,
mujhe koi duniya na chahiye,
kyonki tumhi meri duniya ho.

Mujhe andheri raat me dar nahi lagta,
kyonki tum mere jigar me chand ki chandini ho,
mujhe din ke ujaale me kabhi nirasha najar nahi aati,
kyonki tum meri ankhon me surya ki pratibha ho.

Mujhe shero shayari ki koi jaroorat nahi,
kyonki tum mere hridya me prem ki kavita ho,
mujhe jeevan me koi abhilasha nahin,
kyonki tum meri atma ki param atma ho.

Posted by narain2 at 7:08 PM

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Monday February 27, 2006

Memorial Ceremony (Shradh)

There were many faces in the ceremony,
some quiet, some sad, some lost in thoughts,
the prayers and songs all reminded us of our unpredictable life,
one day we will all meet the Death, our ultimate destination of life.

I just met the Babuji or Grandpa last week,
Although he was past ninety, he did not look beyond eighty,
I never expected he would just leave the world,
His family members were sorry but thankful that he died in peace.

I remember when a young friend of ours suddenly died,
the tears from his wife's eyes never dried,
the somber and melancholy thoughts overwhelmed our hearts,
the family members grief and sorrow remained in our hearts for long.

I did not expect that it will happen to me too,
my wife died far away from me while on an overseas trip,
I did not know why and how it happened,
I could not beleive it for months, I always waited for her return,
Death stole away the precious Mother's love from my kids,
Death took away my only love and dreams.

Posted by narain2 at 8:17 PM

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Friday February 24, 2006

Parteeksha

Main is dil se sada apko dekhne ka intzaar karta hoon,
main is dil se apko apni prem bhari nagme sunana chahta hoon,
aap jaab bhi mujhe yaad karen, main aapka ho jana chahta hoon.

Main in bahon me apko simatna chahta hoon,
main in bahon se asman se sitare tore kar aapko sajana chahta hoon,
aap jaab bhi mujhe yaad karen, main aapka ho jana chahta hoon.

Main in ahdaro se apko chumna chahta hoon,
main in adharon se apki hothon me muskarahat bhar dena chahta hoon,
aap jaab bhi mujhe yaad karen, main aapka ho jana chahta hoon.

Main apne pyar se apki araadhna karna chahta hoon,
main apne pyar se apko sada apne dil me bithana chahta hoon,
aap jaab bhi mujhe yaad karen, main aapka ho jana chahta hoon.

Main apni akhon se apki nashili ankhon ko jagana chahta hoon,
main apni ankhon se apko apni prem ki pratima banana chahta hoon,
aap jaab bhi mujhe yaad karen, main aapka ho jana chahta hoon.

Posted by narain2 at 5:17 PM

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Thursday February 23, 2006

Happiness Revisited

The quest for happiness has been going on for eternity,
People have tried to find it in riches and glitter,
People have tried to discover it in books and meditation,
People have tried to find it in love and .emotions.

The happiness is state of emotion,
The love and care from loved ones makes one happy,
The gorgeous beauty of nature elates our imagination,
The pleasures and achievements make us merry.

Happiness can be seen in a poor nearly blind person's eyes,
when he gets his sight in the eye camp through our charities,
The entire family members of the TB patient beam with happiness,
when the patient walks out after recovery with little medical care from us.

Happiness is when I look into someone's eyes,
and I see the gleam of happiness radiating in smiles,
Happiness is in contentment with the earthly possessions,
Happiness is in the admiration of God's grace and His humble creation.

Happiness is in the admiration of virtues of others,
Happiness is in Love and is in Sharing,
Happiness is free and is all around us to be discovered,
Happiness is the hope and the will to bring smile in someone's heart.

Posted by narain2 at 8:59 AM

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Sunday February 19, 2006

Spring Morning

With unbelievable pleasure I watch,
the fluffy white clouds meandering in the blue sky,
the sunshine seeping thru the clouds,
brightens my heart with joy and happiness.

With early spring cherry blossom all around,
I see the creation of eternity in these pink flowers,
With daffodils sprouting all over the landscape,
My spirit dances with jubilation in the air.

The birds of paradise are peeking their beaks in all directions,
as if they are searching for the ultimate happiness,
Their beautiful yellow and blue crown with majestic posture,
reminds me that some one has attained the heavenly pleasure.

The snow dusting from the hills overlooking the valley,
has given way to bright and beaming yellow mustard flowers,
the migrating birds and seagulls are circling over the lake,
I feel happy as a bird in welcoming the nice spring morning.

Posted by narain2 at 1:50 PM

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Friday February 17, 2006

Memorial

Memorial day is,
a day to reflect,
and lovingly remember the loved ones from past.

Memorial day is,
a day to daydream with strong emotions,
and cherish the eternal sweet loving feelings.

Memorial day is,
a day to reconcile,
past petty fights and arguments of minds.

Memorial day is,
a day to make resolution,
that listening to each other is always worth a million.

Memorial day is,
a day to see the images,
of the loved ones beaming from children's faces,

Memorial day is,
a day to reassure,
that the wait is over, the loved ones are gone forever.

Posted by narain2 at 9:38 PM

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Wednesday February 15, 2006

My first computer generated love poem

The notion of love in heaven,
Walks softly in fear,
In the shining mirror,
Reflection disguise melancholy love.

The sparkles in eyes,
Comforting like mellow wine,
Eternal love disguised as crimson rose,
Hides the passionate love forever.

Posted by narain2 at 10:26 PM

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Sunday February 12, 2006

Valentine's Day

Remember the innocent childhood days
when we gave the Valentine Day's cards,
To all the sweethearts in the class,
Now as a grown up, I am looking for a true love,
That will make this day a memorable day in my life.

When she accepts my bouquet of red roses with a smile,
my heart melts away in the sea of love,
the Cupid's arrow not only pierces my heart,
but it makes me wounded with the desire of love.

The box of chocolate candies makes our love sweeter than ever,
And when she hugs the cuddly teddy bear,
she would find my loving feelings radiating from the furry creature,
On the Valentine's day, I will be wishing to hear the words, "I love you".

Posted by narain2 at 11:31 PM

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Sunday February 12, 2006

Poem software wish

I had heard about that nice software,
which spills out the romance novels,
it juggles all the romantic words in the world,
and creates a pattern of words of lusting romance,
the author gives it a final touch to make it the best seller of the month.

Why writing poem should be any different,
we put our broken heart, wet tears in the pot of our thoughts,
we spice it with our emotions, memories, sadness and pains,
our mind juggles our thoughts and we come out with a poem.

Once I thought that poems are written with heart not with the brain,
now I think I should use my brain to statistically sample the words of love world,
Now since my emotions and tears are drying up,
a nice poem writing software might help me going for a while.

Posted by narain2 at 8:22 AM

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Friday February 10, 2006

Coming Home

The joy of coming home from war fronts,
knows no bounds of happiness,
The hugs and kisses on arrival from loved ones,
makes the soldiers forget the war ravages for some times.

Some don't show up in those moments of glorious reunification,
they may have lost an arm, a leg, an eye, or an organ,
they come home after arduous rehabilitation and pain,
they still have to face the world and fight another war of survival again.

Some others get tormented with the mayhem and killings,
they have experienced fellow soldiers maimed and killed in seconds,
they have war flashbacks and sever mental afflictions,
Even they have come home, their mind will be fighting the mental war for a long time.

Some others come home in a silent grace,
their bodies come home in flag draped coffins,
they deserve the show of pride and honor,
they have sacrificed their lives for the preservation of liberty and freedom.

A few others are lost in front as missing in action,
No one knows if they will ever be coming home,
their loved ones would remember the parting goodbye, letters and phone calls,
the war of waiting will be going on forever in the minds.

Posted by narain2 at 4:18 PM

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Monday February 06, 2006

Basanti Hawa

Basanti hawa ke naram jhoko se,
jaag uthi hai soyi dharti ki umange,
chaman me phool mskurane lange hain,
Aam ki Mojro se ladi dalian hawa me jhumne lagi hain.

Basanti hawa ki naram jhoko me,
kheto ki hariyali hawa me sunhari nritya karti hain,
kisan aur sabhi log prachur anaz hone ki khusi me,
holi aur vaishakhi manane ki taiyarian kar rahen hain.

Jab hum Mahua ke phoolon ki khusboo se matwale ho jaate hain,
chameli ke phool tumhare balon me sitaron ki tarah chamakti hain,
Tum mujhe chameli me lipti hui chand hi najar aati ho,
gende ke phoolon ke gajre aur gulab ke phoolon ki har se jab sajti ho tum,
badi baychani se tumhara intjaar karte hain hum.

Pedo se aati hui Koyal ki madhur sangeet ki taan me,
hum pyar ki vasnaon me jag ko bhool jaate hain,
Basanti hawa ki naram jhoko me,
attot pyar ki sangeet sada goonjati rahti hai.

Posted by narain2 at 9:03 AM

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Wednesday February 01, 2006

Second Chance

If I had a second chance,
I would have erased all my past mistakes,
I would have turned all my wrong decisions into the right choices,
I would have changed the course of my life.

If I had a second chance,
I would not have been alone in this world,
I would have shared more time, love and affection with her,
I would have death wait for a little longer.

If I had a second chance,
I would have shaped my personality little better,
I would have controlled my stubbornness and anger,
I would have listened and respected the ideas of others.

I don't know why I am repenting the past,
Why I am wishing for the impossible second choice,
I wish I would use little wisdom, patience and second thoughts to handle life chores,
Then the idea of the second chance would become a thing of the past.

Posted by narain2 at 9:02 AM

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Sunday January 29, 2006

Artificial Flowers

When I go shopping for the flowers,
I can't tell which is a live flower without a touch,
I may be in an Orchid heaven,
but it may be all artificial silk flower garden.

When we put the real and silk flowers of same kind side by side,
they both radiate sseamless beauty and charm,
the silk flower may not wither away for a long time,
but it can't bring the joy and happiness like a real flower even for a short time.

The real flower is the beauty and grace of God,
It blooms, withers, and brings a touch of eternity in the cycle of life,
The silk flowers create a deception with nature,
it stays as it was created before it gets discarded for a better one,

When I offer a real red rose bouquet to my lover,
Her smiles, compliments and love wither away with the flowers,
Next time I should offer a bouquet of silk flowers to my love,
The facade of love may survive as long as the silk flower itself.

Posted by narain2 at 10:20 PM

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Friday January 27, 2006

Relationship

When I feel I am in love,
I see the reflection of my love in the mirage of my emotions,
The intimate connection between two loving hearts,
Creates a dream of sweet relationship in my imagination.

In the shining mirror of relationship,
The fragile love exalts in the feeling of intimacy,
The uncertainties defy all the boundaries of fear,
The daydream of close affinity defines a passionate entity.

With the hope of a lasting relationship,
The lovers spirit soar like the flight of free birds,
The feeling of togetherness even in imagination,
Is more satisfying than the pain of isolation.

The relationship is like a tender flower,
Love it from distance, touch it, it will wilt away,
It is the mellow wine of love,
Age it for devotion Drink it for an eternal fulfillment.

Posted by narain2 at 10:52 AM

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Tuesday January 24, 2006

Basant Panchmi

When the Koyal bird starts singing in the early dawn,
The Mango trees would be blooming with the blossom,
The Mahua trees would be laden with fragrant flowers,
I would wake up welcoming the beautiful spring sunshine.

When I would wander in bushes and orchards,
I would love the taste of Putush flower nectar,
I would climb over berry trees to taste the colorful bairs (fruits),
I would be welcoming the mild comfortable spring breeze.

On the fifth day of spring, the basant panchami,
the streets would be full with people,
Celebrating Sarswati Puja all over the town,
I would be opening the doors for the devotion in learning.

Happy Basant Panchmi, Feb. 2nd, 2006

Posted by narain2 at 10:40 PM

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Monday January 23, 2006

Internet Dating

Oh what a great feeling,
the hopes are high,
the dreams are soaring,
We are going to meet someone nice,
on an internet dating website.

We all begin with creating our profile,
people put in anything they would like others to see,
the words can hide your pain and sorrow,
the words can disguise your true identity,
the pictures you see with the profiles,
never matches the person in true reality.

The selection process is eternally perplexing,
the myriads of likes and dislikes filter our personalities,
You dream of finding your heartthrob,
but the heartthrob may be waiting for the next best click.

Sometimes you feel you found your soul mate,
you email, chat and talk about your dreams and ambitions,
But when you meet each other personally,
you find this was not the match you had dreamt of.

The mouse keeps on clicking on profiles,
the internet search keeps on going forever,
the heart gets more depressed and lonelier,
the hopes fade in time, and you log off the site.

Posted by narain2 at 8:56 PM

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Friday January 20, 2006

Who Am I..

Who am I ...

I am
a tiny bundle of joy in the endless universe,
a twinkling star in the Milky Way,
a tick of a second in the timeless creation of God.

I am...
a man who is brother, father, and uncle filled with love and compassion,
a man with determination to conquer all the hurdles of life,
a man who is husband and a lover, keep you loving with devotion forever,
a man of honor and dignity, respecting and admiring the virtues of others.

I am ..
the great blue sky, that keeps your hopes and goals soar so high,
the endless ocean, that transforms into cloud and water to keep you alive,
the mighty wind, that makes you breath and makes your spirits feel so free,
the blazing fire, that kindles warmth and joy in your life,
the earth, the origin, continuity, and the destination of your life,

I am..
in love sometimes, in despair sometimes,
happy sometimes, sad sometimes,
everything sometimes, nothing sometimes,
what I am, almost all the time.

Posted by narain2 at 9:27 AM

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Wednesday January 18, 2006

Meals On Wheels

In our age of redemptions,
the meals on wheels program was a blessing in disguise,
A keen desire of volunteer service,
transformed itself in the service of aged and frail humanity.

On almost every door we served, we met a unique human being,
they were little old, frail but very independent,
It hurt their pride to accept this charity,
but they accepted it due to their physical inability.

Some waited for us very well dressed,
some did not have the ability to groom themselves,
But all of them had a desire,
to share the meal with us when we had time.

The race, religion, and the age did not matter,
the shades of loneliness were eliminated by our friendly overtures,
the food may not have tasted as good all the time,
but the feelings it brought with it was very appetizing all the time.

Dedicated to dedicated volunteers and MB.

Posted by narain2 at 11:06 AM

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Sunday January 15, 2006

Agar..

Agar Chaand apni sunhari kirane jag se chuplae,
to mujhe kio sikayat no hogi,
Tumhare sunder chehre ki roshni se,
meri dunia sada chakmakati rahegi.

Agar surya apni jyoti jag se chupale,
to mujhe koi fariyad na hogi,
Saari duniya tandh se kamp jayegi,
magar tumhare jism ki garami mujhe khusion se abaad kar degi.

Agar Koyal khu kuh gungunana band kar den,
to mujhe koi shikawah na hogi,
tumahri prem se bhari mridul awaaz,
mere jigar ko khubsurat nagmo se bhar degi.

Ager sari duniya se hawa hi gum ho jaye,
to mujhe koi parwah no hogi,
Hum dono gale lagkar aakhri sanse lenge,
Aur ek dusre se pyar karte hue jag se vida honge.

Posted by narain2 at 12:41 PM

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Saturday January 14, 2006

Ecsrasy

You were frozen out there in the freezing cold,
I bring you home and put you on a sheet,
I caress your body and try to bring you some warmth,
I slowly undress you, taking the covers off your body.

I see the shine of your bare skin,
your naked arms and legs seem so tempting,
I explore my hands deep inside your body,
I try to squeeze all the cold and hard feelings out of your anatomy.

I am going to stuff you with some pride,
You would twitch and shiver deep inside,
Readers, please don't dream of a romantic lust overnight,
it is just a Chicken, getting ready to be roasted in the oven tonight.

Posted by narain2 at 7:41 PM

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Tuesday January 10, 2006

Farewell

The holidays are almost over,
I waited for this the entire year,
I don’t know why it has to be over so soon,
I was just beginning to have some fun.

All the family members were there,
enjoying the food and the festivities,
The making of sand castles and playing of games on the beach,
bonded our family spirits together,
the fun seemed so endless in the smiles of toddlers,
If time had seen such a sight, it would have stood still.

The hugs and kisses,
of the grand parents and grand children,
was a heart-warming sight to behold,
the parting between parents and grown up kids,
was so emotional that I almost cried.

Every year the entire family bids farewell to each other,
we all go our own ways to our own little worlds,
Though we all have one big goal in our hearts,
the farewell is just the beginning of our meeting next year.

Posted by narain2 at 8:35 PM

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Saturday January 07, 2006

Death Anniversary

A few years ago, we celebrated our partnership for a quarter century,
the love and excitement was there in our hearts and emotions,
Last year was your first death anniversary,
we remembered you with the offerings of prayers, flowers and family love,
Now the second anniversary is getting close,
I am still waiting for your promises of coming back home soon.

Your life was an illusion in the golden cage,
Although you enjoyed the life and luxuries at best,
your heart always yearned for the eternal love,
Death brought you the ultimate reality,
that we all came empty handed and we all will go the same way,
but the bondage of love will remain eternal in our memories.

Death brought calmness to your struggling thoughts,
Now you sleep forever like a beautiful angel,
Death gave you a sanctuary,
from the sickness and woes of life,
Death was your deliverance,
It set your spirits free and gave you everlasting happiness.

Death conquers our living body but not our love,
Our love will flourish as it is nouished by our sweet memories,
Death brings us unwavering hope that we will find eternal love,
Death is a longing in sadness, and a hope that we will meet some day.

Posted by narain2 at 10:17 AM

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Thursday January 05, 2006

Rainy Nights

It rained all last night,
the pitter patter of the rain kept me awkae whole time,
the howling wind scared me in my sleep,
I thought I would be drowning in my dreams.

As the cold wintery rains pounce on my window panes,
I seek for the warmth of your presence next to me,
Only to find that you are gone for a long time,
I feel like sharing the pain of separation with the crying clouds.

The sounds of rain drops on the window panes,
wake me up as if you are knocking on the window,
When I wake up, I only see the streaks of rain drops down the pane,
The desire of you sends tear drops from my eyes falling in pain.

In the early morning, I wake up to the sights of falling rain,
the downpour seems to calm my loneliness,
the rain quences the flames of pains of separation,
the rain brings calm and serenity to my wandering thoughts.

Posted by narain2 at 8:53 AM

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Sunday January 01, 2006

A few moments together

Let us spend a few moments together,
the holidays won’t last for ever,
the promises we made to finish up the house chores,
will be our New Year's resolution for the next year.

Let us spend a few moments together,
let us feel each others pains together,
let us look in each others eyes,
let us rediscover the lost love in our hearts.

Let us spend a few moments together,
our long relationship has made our dreams stale,
let us share the soft touch of red roses of our love,
let us walk hand in hand together adoring the surf on the beach.

Let us spend a few moments together,
let us not worry about driving to popular places and beating the crowds,
let us sit close together and look at the stars in night skies,
let us really relive this life together.

Posted by narain2 at 12:13 PM

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