For you , from me

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To you ,

 
words never came to talk me
from you,

may be, they are silent too.

smile never came to cheer me
from you,

may be, they are busy too.

prayer never came to heal me
from you,

may be, many other wishes too.

shine( touch)  never came to warm me
from you,

may be, its winter too.

rain ( tears ) never came to wet me
from you

may be, you are too happy to...

its "good" to say "bye" before you leaving
good bye..

Sometimes

sometimes...
sometimes i feel like smiling...
for no lousy jokes cracked,
lost memories bring back,
not any lad slipped,
for no love mad slapped...
i just feel like smiling....sometimes.

sometimes i feel like running...
for no medal at stake,
not there any snake.
for no train to left,
not anything theft...
i just feel like running...sometimes.

sometimes i feel like talking..
for no bunch of crap,
dropping mishap for others lap.
not for political gain,
and bargain...
i just feel like talking.... sometimes

sometimes i feel like helping
for no lust of heaven,
fear of hell.
no heart to win,
clear out past sin...
i just feel like helping....sometimes

sometimes i feel like writing
nothing in my mind,
words to bind.
as this one results,
express my complex world.
i just felt like writing ....


                              

Broken heart worth Re 1

who the hell buy,
second hand
and
broken,
bloody bumping heart,
hard to repair ,
unpaired
in the city of unfairs
lost in loss
risk of bear cost.
heck ,who will buy ,
broken heart worth Re one,
anyone????

Yes , it pumps
but sometime stops
it smiles,
but to see someone smiling
it shivers,
in timeless season
it cries,
but without any reason...

Values reduce half of
second one.
further down of
broken one.
it seem
everything goes to one
of
million dollar heart
broken
worth Re one

winter rain

surprising cloud goes insane
its winter rain
calm fog friends with wild drops
buckets of water brought from sea shop
peasants welcome the uninvited guest
pedestrian celebrate the fire fest
branches tenanted by wings crimp
green roads give the spring's glimpse
thunder , wonder it came
its winter rain


 

seventh corner of the square

i'm  square, four in dowsy night,
alone in dim street light
all around seven corner of
seven world sleeping...
some lost in hastle ,
others reaping green.
some building king castle,
others loving their queen.
all around seven world of
seven corner living....
i'm your square with hidden corner,
the seventh corner ,
once again closed without your knock
at four..