Happy BirthDay!!

This is for my sweet little sister...
On this Birth Day I wish her happiness and prosperity all through her life :)


My first best friend
My first rival at home
I saw her with envy
As she became the new apple of the eye
The rivalry continued
till i realized that she was the best sister in the world
A tiny little thing
My playmate till I discovered cricket
Played all girly games with her
We don't say how much we love each other
We speak more through eyes than words
We know that we are always there for each other
Sometimes things unsaid convey more meaning
Touched bonds are sweet but those untouched are sweeter
An year age difference
but I was her wall of defense
She became grow as a pillar
But she is to me my little sister

జీవితం - ఒక కల

ఎన్ని మజిలీలో జీవితంలో.... తెలిసి కొన్ని... తెలీక మరిన్ని....
మురిపిస్తాయి... మరిపిస్తాయి... కవ్విస్తాయి.... బాధిస్తాయి.....
చూస్తుంటే కలలా అనిపిస్తాయి.... చూస్తుండగానే కలగా మిగిలిపోతాయి!!

ఏముంది శాశ్వతం ఈ ప్రపంచంలో....
ఈ భూమి, ఆ ఆకాశం,
చీకటి, వెలుగు,
మంచి, చెడు,
మనుషులు, మనసులు,
ఈ దేహం
ఏదీ శాశ్వతం కాదు.

పుట్టుక ఒక వింత... చావు కూడా వింతే...
ఎందుకొచ్చామో.... ఎందుకు వెళ్తామో...
చెప్పాల్సిన దేవుడేమో కంటికి కనపడడు!
అంతా మాయ ఈ లోకం...


ఒకటే నిజం......




నేను ఈ కవిత రాయటం... మీరు చదవటం
అంతే!!

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My day starts with her

My day ends with her

She is my best friend

She is my worst enemy

She was with me in every aspect of life

In so many different forms

Whatever the situation

She did her job perfectly

She says good morning with her beautiful smile

I trusted her

I loved her

I hated her

I shouted at her to shut her mouth

I slapped her carelessly

Some times I thought of throwing her away

I asked her to go away from my life

In need I asked her help

She did it without any hesitation

I never cared her

I never gave any respect to her work

Her commitment is infinite

What she expected is some commitment from my side

I failed to provide many times

Still she never felt bad

She did her job without any hard feelings

She helps me

She loves me

She irritates me

Sometimes she almost kills me with her actions

Still I love her

She don’t know what is “NO”

I need her company

I want her to be with me forever

I am selfish

I won’t give her any respect

I never pay any attention to her

Still I need her company

In every walk of my life

My success, my failure, my life

Everything depends on her

She never gets any recognition

But I know she stays with me forever

Without any expectations from me

Helps me everyday

With full commitment

One day my friend asked me “who is that girl?”

I said “My Alarm Clock”

All through my life I hated my alarm clock as I am a big lazy soul and hate to wake up early. Still everyday before going to bed I set my alarm. Whenever it rings I feel like throwing it away. We never recognize the role of an alarm clock in our life.

Dejected!!

A tear drop

An austere slap
Darkness in and out
Grief day and night
Life is a mess
Looks like a fuss
Shading dreams
Bleaking prospects
Towering qualms
Meandering walks
What am I doing?
Where am I going?
Dying with this plight
Roaming like a torn kite
Looking for the light
My Lord, Show me the path
Please teach me little math!!

My Love

When it rains, I will be your umbrella.

When it’s hot, I will be your cooler.
When it’s cold, I will be your pullover.
When you are alone, I will be your shadow.
When you sing, I will be your notes.
When you dance, I will be your anklet.
When you are angry, I will be your victim.
When you are happy, I will be your companion.
When you cry, I will be your tear drop.
When you laugh, I will join you.
When you play, I will encourage you.
When you win, I will cheer you.
When you lose, I will motivate you.
When you love me, I will love you too.
When you hate me, I will show you what love is.
Love me or hate me…
Be with me forever!!

Oh Dear....

You walked lightly in my life

and lovely in my mind.
At first I never cared who you were...
But now I don't know who I am
without you, my dear!!

Poetry

OMG!! it's been a long time since I last updated my blog. Still I don't have anything new to offer you at this point of time. Nevertheless this time I got something special for you. Recently I started writing poetry but I never considered myself as a poet and dropped my idea of posting my poems here. Now I've decided to post here just to make them reach more people though even today my mind strongly says that I am not a poet. Whatever my opinion may be here comes my beautiful(!!??) poems. Enjoy.


Not just a drop of ink

(Moved by the patriotic feelings of Kumarendra Mallick in his posting Not just a drop of blood in www.museindia.com, I wish to add a few more lines..)

It is not just a drop of ink

On your left-hand finger,

It is a ray of hope

to motivate us for a better nation to work even harder.

It is not just a drop of ink

On your left-hand finger,

It is a symbol of pride

Which we can show to others in our bold stride

It is not just a drop of ink

On your left-hand finger,

It is peace as a weapon

Used to clean up the politics that is getting rotten.