She is beautiful

She is eloquent as a prose
 and as beauteous as a rose
her eyes -lit so bright
radiate eternal light
flawless is her face
reflects eternal grace
and her captivating smile
 be spells you- within a while
She is perfectness up and close
as elegant as a prose
 as beauteous as a rose

your smile

your smile
lingers along

when i open my eyes 
i see the radiance of bliss
and when i close my eyes
i feel tranquility within

your smile
lingers along

i have never felt so close to god before

tell me

i saw the rolling clouds
i touched the falling rain
i spotted a spirited rainbow
i gleaned a defiant sun
i felt the wind ruffle my hair
i know you were there 
somewhere
around me
how far then tell me
would god be...

an eulogy for nainital

i know
you are dying
slowly
but surely
suffering from the cancer
of materialistic greed
disfigured and mutilated
by the malignant growth
of lust

you were
in your prime
much loved and wanted
by suitor
still mesmerized by you
unparreled charm
charm
which is now being used as a bait
to attract
prospective buyers
who have turned you into a cheap whore

the doctors
treating you
are making good their pound of flesh
your kimsmen are busy
in making the most out of your residual glowry
you are up for sale
you are out for grab
oblivious of the fact that
somewhere a banshee sings a faint dirge

i see you in pain
but i know
it wont last for long
i see death
close
and getting closer
slowly and steadily
and will soon engulf you
from within and without

the emerald of the lake
will turn scarlet
the mountains will tumble down
the earth will shake
the sky will fall
and a shroud of virgin snow
will cover you for 100 years

life will
again then
sprout anew

Smile, you must

smile
you must
for a single river 
Nile
created 
one of the greatest civilisation
known to mankind
amidst the sands of sahara

what i seek
what will i find
it depends on
weather
my mind becomes body
or body becomes mind

proud to be an Indian !

you
have been immortalized
let me put it straight
and blunt
this nation will forget you
as soon as the headline changes
and remimd you
you are not the only one
so many
have been forgotten earlier

i know
you dont care
if someone remembers you
or not
for when you pleaded for help
even the god
did not bother to help
i understand that
the pain
the agony
you went through
in those defining moments
can not be fathomed
by us mortals
and even immortals

see
i am not writing a eulogy for you
i am a very selfish person
i am just expressing the frustration
which has accumulated within me
watching the ' tamasha'
that has been made out
of what you would like to forget
like a bad dream

i am writing this
because something inside me is urging me
see
i told you
i am a selfish man
and it has become overbearing on me now
not to speak
about
the events that followed your hospitalization
tell me
what is the debate about
are there any misgivings
about the fate of those who offended you
they shall perish in flames of hell
wherever it is

mind you
they were not only six
who devoured you
there are many more
who ignored you
those who capitalized on your pain
for their petty political gain
then there was this indeffrent lot
who kept saying
so what
all will stand the trial of time
and will be adjudged sublime
the beauty of judgement will be
they will grope for an answer
why me

i am a selfish man
i may not think about you again
but for once
i will speak my heart out
and
write how i feel about
and as they cover you with shroud
i wonder
as an Indian
what is there to be proud