I lost My Mirror

Last week I bought a mirror for my motor cycle
It looks like an attentive ear of a rabbit
A rabbit whose color is white-
White like yesterday's dawn.

Now a days I see a lot of dreams through this mirror
A herd of elephant and a big snake -
Usually with lots of shades,
patches of violet and white
Sometimes few clouds and
sometimes few Sounds of excitement.
Sometimes I also see different colors
Black, white, green and yellow
But I have never seen red

Since last two days I am not able to find my mirror.
Somebody has stolen it,
When I parked it in that usual
Corner near Java City.

Today, when I ride
I lean and try to find the mirror
Just a hope that it will come back.
And again today if those dark clouds rain
Will hold one raindrop in my palm
And will ask -Oh Raindrop! Do you see my tear drop?
Will I be able to see her face
In my mirror today again?

Next Year When it Floods...

Flood transpire, Every year it does.
And when it happens, it happens very cruelly.
It washes away the drains, houses,
Green Leaves, branches, trees, bamboo seats
Underneath the huge tree.

Since last few days I have been trying to gather
Few straws, leaves, stones and some dreams
This time when it floods
I will take along all these,
And rush towards your village
With my dreams too.

Will try my best to prevent the rushing water
And when I will loose all my dreams against the flood
Then I will lie down myself in front of the water.
My heart, my chest will fight against the cruel torrent.
This time when the floods come towards your village
I will Jump myself to stop every drop of water.

This time before even sadness touches your heart
I will jump myself to stop every breeze of sadness.

Someday Try to Love Someone Like I Do

Tonight the full moon shines like never before
The milky evening peeps through my window
And says “ Why awake?
Let your eyes close and you float.
The moon in your dream is far beautiful than
The moon in my lap.
She will stay always close to you
And would never go away when the dawn breaks”
I steal some light from this evening tonight
Take it in my blue bowl
And when I see a vivid reflection of mineI reply
“ I don’t dream now a days,
And I have started hating onions”
Someday, try to love someone like I do.
It hurts when dream breaks.
But I encounter truth today
Where I smile when I see you.
Come tonight in my dream again
I will embrace you like the blue sky cuddle the moon tonight

The Moon, Star and some Thoughless Cloud

Today the moon must have looked
More beautiful than ever before.
So much of brightness,
That the star never saw it before in her.
And the star thought that the Moon will
Wrap herself today with the white milky dress
He always liked.
The star will stay aside today and will measure
The depth of her love
Today he is searching for a caliper
To weigh the depth of her love.
As he can see few clouds, close to her today-
Some moist cloud, few yellow cloud.
Few thoughtless clouds and few budding cloud
Seems like those yellow clouds will
Envelop his Moon with all his madness.
The star has lost his brightness today
Eyes closed and he can see only few
Dark clouds
And waits for the curtain to go down of
200 Rainy Days