My Verse!

o, my verse!,
do not weep,
do not mourn
have a pact with everything
either grief or a joy.
the real and true joy
is hidden in a compromise
or in a life
filled with sacrifice.
so so not weep, o my verse!
life, itself a dream
but not meaningless.
though its all adversities
and joys are fake,
but make a base
with truth and faith.
so don't weep or mourn
o my verse!

1978


Rising Sun

I am a sacred dot
on the forehead of a bride.
carrying joy in a gentle heart
to enlighten a dull life.
 I am a coral red and bright
glittering in the necklace
of a hazy,tender night.
spread around my golden light!
give an impulse to work,
most of the while!
give you warmth and healthy smile.
symbolize prosperity
with a life worthwhile!

1979


Dawnwning Star

I see a dawning star
daily in the vague azure.
seems me awaiting the unrisedn sun
impatiently, silently.
twinkling with fear, a dolour
and the hope of a joy.
awaiting his beloved for long.
but as comes the precursor
 disguised as a dancing beam
from the beloved sun,
it seens so overjoyed
even losing its own form
while sinking slowly
in the deep azure
with a sigh!

1979

A Pitiable Lass

once while passing on my way
lost in a private world and gay,
 I lost my happy day!
as I saw a poor lass away.
half bare and shivering
 in such a chilling day.
 strolling in the morning
barefoot on a rocky way
for the entire hazy day!
My heart got filled with pity,
as I glanced at myself
 wrapped in layers of woollens
but with a meak heart.
felt a deep shame within.
may her body be frail but not her courage
that emboldened my courage.
I realized within then
 I was pitiable not she,
 I was weaker not she!

1980