My father

My father is a simple man
With eyes grey and bronze tan
His hugs are warm his arms deep
a charm that spelled us keep
well groomed and clean shaved
always sober and well behaved
never ever he looses temper
weather life chids or pamper
always composed and always calm
his words often sooting as balm
a faithful man belives in God
in days even in nights odd
he wears cold to keep us warn
our happiness always his norm
a loving father a pious man
with grey eyes and bronze tan

....

the climb was steep
but i kept pushing
with every stride
my legs gained weight
and my breaths became wanting
as heartbeats gained feverish momentum
and sweat oozed from my brow

i felt an urge to stop this commotion
and to be at peace with my physiology
so that the heart pacifies the bulging veins
and a calm returns to burning lungs
but then it occurred to me
that man never couquered mt everst
rather he conquerd himself
to reach at the zenith of the world
so i pulled along
not with a desire to win
but with a resolve
of not loosing to myself

Sunset Sonnets 12

Deluge


the city stole the tress
barren mountains were sad
skies wept forever
all the tears they had

water rushed and tumbled
such fury unleashed
swell broke the banks
city's existence ceased
water entered the houses
trampled the egoes tall
doused the pritty gardens
and the ornate walls
then it all subsided
the careless mountain soil
obliterated just in one night
years of hardwork and toil

Sunset Sonnets 11

Success


stand up lets meet
challenges replete
give ourselves complete
hands and our feet
lets face the heat
with spiked heartbeat
sweat and sweat repeat
and taste success sweet

Sunset Sonnets 10

Dream


While I slept
I think i wept
Something I left
In some cleft
churned eyes in sleep
shallow and deep
see look and peep
some memories steep
some forgotten song
place i belong
clear and strong
i can't be wrong
vivid clear and bright
profused in light
such a lovely sight
sheer delight
but there was also pain
once and again
loss added to gain
were all in vain

Sunset Sonnets 7

Survival

Long night
conflict and fight
clinched fists,face tight
one jab left, one jab right
none flinching even slight
pouncing like predatory kite
snatch what does meet sight
winner takes with might
looser dust bite

Sunset Sonnets 8

Sin


while i slept she cried
wondering why i lied
she said she did tried
but was taken for ride
nothing is left to hide
let no rules to abide
fallen prophets don't guide
amidst the surging tide
somewhere she wants to hide