In my Regular out going walkout in the evening
I look at around the city what’s a differential changes
High Rise miraculous shopping centre, and a
slit of skyey housing complex, Dilate around
Un-planed Flyover encircled by unnatural unyielding
My home city, what I have seen foreknow my childhood
Serene memoir of past tending to
calm and peace, love-favours, soft-smooth and smartish.
It’s Decate to Decate gone: That day’s would not turn back
But today fugitive: Exhausted stale:
Once a day Bluesh evening I sat down on the hill top
Looking ahead pinky sun and cryon on nature
The sky were darken feed the sun like shank mouth,
Twinkling of star suddenly crunch my past memoir
Bloom of eye’s took me to deferential nature.
Nostalgic; arrous-shot Hit me
Casonva Is that you? In a glipse Inflame view touch me
I stood in a place in a palfation of my heart
Casonra like face, plenty of
Blue star onto the image of figuration of unveil Dressy coustume
Your Rose like flake suddenly into mystic shadow arose me
silent war of love misplaced from shore to Deet sea
Resemablance caught me past Ivy
Both of our growing day’s epitome exeball senario of pleasant vine
Gone over fanlong in the mist of obscure Iumping Shower.
Winding
(to my beloved niceses)
Drop of Blood onward poem Decandente vilonet wind
writing sleepless night and semi conscious for
Articulate word and crafting crafting mind.
Never Sligthly Distorted, who praise or undermind
work while this painful accordants-
In the eye’s of distrust and
Even today Questioningly attained:
Artificial, vain and worthless,
Sounding Crazenes or false vanity.
Sometime- the shing of Green thumb slust to
Creative irritation, I look at Back and point-out semeblance
Wheather is it proper? Than what I have to choose
Physical I repose Beglog venality respective Farming?
Always you come and see to me- I shrivel
My heart sudden violent, circulate Blood ups and down.
Once in my childhood dream land, The starlet were twinkling
While I was in drawl Dremy.
Mother of mine came and she looked at me calm and quiet manner
Close ambiously expected insight-
My son in a day would be a glitter shining-
He would achieve fullmoon touch-
That her personal Motherly affection or
her perception of feeling?
God giffted – my life: I lost her her in my life: I lost her few year’s Back
my mind set turning over and over far and farlong restless fly
Boundless area flying like Boundless vistant Bird
Even today, in and update or prospective skylark eternity
My heart would bloom for poetry: Before my hast destiny
My poem may be claim worthy or unworthy what sover…..,
Two think Sunlit homage on my life-
your immortalize soundless innocency and tolerance:
And my airy mind toward’s hermitage composition of wording verse.
