GUIDE

Blossoming the flower
With the seed that pure!
Growing the plant
To cultivate the barren!
As long as that promise
With a beautiful voice!
Me to sing the melodies
And Thy smile to keep
Many temptations on my way
Thou became my fore eye!
The image that sculpted in my dreams
Thee the same personified!
May thou disregard this belief,
But me hardly can deny the true spirit!

BOSOM

The lotus flowing in Ganga river
Envisioning the day of advent,
The sunrise after rain!
Reflection of the color of Mountain
The magnificent sight,
That purity to worship!
Pining at enduring distant,
Agony for the grin,
Grappling with tears
The stars watching me in the night
Wonder of the sound in the dream!

A TALK

That mini talk!
Among academics
And my nervousness!
For that small training
Yet I found myself in
And a huge release!
Sharing those women's pain,
From the very Ground!
And raise my confidence
Towards my passion
Yet the very guilt!
To move beyond the talk,
And contribute in real!

SUNRISE

The birds’ melody,
In the subconscious dream,
As proving the message!
Peeping through the window,
The panoramic scene
With the beauty of dawn!
The crowd of pigeons
Murmuring and whispering
Sharing their joy
With the warmth of nature!
Soaring from here to there,
At very company of each other
And reflecting their ease!

The Chill Winter

The outskirt of harsh wind,
Soon to decline its wave!
And the climax
With the storm light
Shortly approaching calm!
Reflecting on self
Get thing in nothingness!
And appreciate an authentic
Yet the plastic distant
Albeit with connected vein!