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Thursday, April 26, 2018

Life of hidden Smiles

Let air of the day be frozen,
Forever, as good as the sleeping stone;
Let blue of the sky be gotten,
Forever, as long as the shining sun.

Let flower of the rose be color-ridden,
Forever, as good as the hunting crane;
Let breeze of the whirl be rotten,
Forever, as long as the falling rain.

Let smile of the herd be hidden,
Forever, as good as the running man;
Let life of the folks be awaken,
Forever, as long as the searching brain.

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Friday, December 1, 2017

Story of the Life


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Sunday, November 12, 2017

A story in the Forest


Alien footsteps crawling on a serpentine path
Beneath a fleet of dried out clouds and aftermath;
A deceptive dark revisit the pregnant forest
Worried about the buried million marks on rest!

Ants foraging on a sheet of dampen soft soil
In the middle of the forest on a deserted trail;
Naïve looking by sitting on a flying dead leaf
Not worried a little of touching the green roof!

Butterflies gathering barrels of fresh nectar,
Visiting by every unwelcomed mean flower;
Gliding above and below the loaded forest
Smiling as if they were gathered the best!


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Friday, June 30, 2017

The Endless Game


A life full of looking out there for
More money and limitless fame;
With a house full of stuff in here
More dreams in an endless game.

A lot of folks lived out there on
Less money and countless time;
With a bag full of food in here
More hope in a boundless lifetime.

A land full of no one lived out there
No money and no fame;
With a world full of earth in here
More vacuum before endless game.


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Saturday, March 11, 2017

Live life but find the treasure!



The day and a day, yet another,
Pushing yesterday a little farther;
Sliding on the road of routine, while
Passing by the clouds of mundane!

The life and a life, yet another,
Cooking the past, a bit more bitter;
Hanging on the present speechless, while
Looking at the future, as were eyeless!

A day in a life and a life in a day;
Finding the treasure by its midday, and
Living the life from a day in a life, or else
All over our life, a life in a day!



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Sunday, July 10, 2016

Basketful of colourful angels



Basketful of the low flying butterflies
Adorned with those aroma of silly lies;
Breezed into a pretty windy weather
Aloof waiting there to get together!

Beautiful and the lovely marching angels
A lot of snow and freshly blooming flowers;
Besides walking a fallible dampen wall
A long gorgeous, lot of fledglings gather!

Baneful are the fading heavenly beings
Arrived only after tons of unsent messages;
Boisterously fleeing with an unsung song
Appeared awhile, missing the basket along!


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Friday, June 24, 2016

At the nearby Nest



In a nearby nest, a sky and a rainbow
Swinging clouds, rain on the way,
Floating eyes and above an eyebrow
Here you are and I am on the way!

Living a dream on a colourful vow
Scented flowers, breeze on its way,
Raining day and a little bit snow,
Here I am and you are on my way!

Moving a tortoise, tiger and a cow,
Sluggish storm, hails on the way,
Crying at caves, really it’s narrow,
Here you're, there I'm and its a way!


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Saturday, April 2, 2016

From middle of the Sky


Tomorrow disguised in a deeply private
And Yesterday went by fully hallucinate
Banyan tree with hanging secret roots
And distant mangroves in clear up shoots.

Tomorrow floating over the brown deserts
And today passing by the oasis culverts
Hidden waters under the swollen cactuses
And farther swaying dull fruits of pines.

Yesterday walking through its tomorrow
And today watching helpless with sorrow
Smokes emanating from the mountain tops
And glittering snow jumping with raindrops.



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Wednesday, February 3, 2016

It’s beside his and aside hers









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Tuesday, October 20, 2015

The forgotten Festival

Bathukamma :: The Floral edifice, on the eve of Vijaya Dhashami.



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Saturday, August 1, 2015

BerserK






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Monday, December 15, 2014

Breathing from 8430 miles away!!




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Sunday, March 3, 2013

walk, not with me.!



I walk on the gravels, you walk on the pebbles,
I look at the evils, you look at the marvels,
Gentle stones, make no bruises to my dear's foot,
Unlike you, few can be extremely smooth and soft;
Beauty nature, don't make her eyes wet,
Unlike you, few can make other feel creep and cry;
No one believe your say and said,

No one believe your talk and thought,
Unlike me..!


I live in the surreal, you live in the real,
I read your name, you read a better name,
Real life, even lead her to the success,
As, you are a summer sand;
Better name, be with her always,
As, you are a orphan;
Unlike you my dear, 
No one is with me and no one is in me, 
No one is in me and even me..!






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Saturday, December 15, 2012

Feeling the Eternity




Distant dreams,

Duping her hands; as they are the olive foliage,
Decorating her slender; as it is the peacock plumage,
Here, aloof waiting in the assemblage,
Murmuring they are, as you are in the voyage.

Deceptive dreams,

Disturbing me, as they are the harbinger,
Ingenue, looking at me as a stranger.

Specious dreams,

Lagging behind me, to separate our gossamer,
Expunging our memories of the petrichor,
Please,
Don't come, even in the very ugly leisure,
Don't make the times, further more langour.

Demure dreams,

Demurring her, to go for the secret embroglio,
Dispatching her, but only to the sacred seraglio.




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Friday, November 4, 2011

the Spring Snow


when sunrises in the east
when the autumn passes away just
when snow falls at its best
when people shivers in their nest
when plants get drenched on their chest
when sparrows and peacocks tweet at their first
when fragrant flowers blossom unlike their rest
then, the winter is coming to please us

Have a look at this natural picturesque..
have fun...:-)



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Saturday, October 22, 2011

The Frozen tears....

  
Day by day, days are sliding away
Dream by dream, dreams are gliding away
The olden ones and the golden ones
The pleased ones and the pleasant ones
The crazy ones and the lazy ones
Being hurt by the unknown hearts.!
Getting rid of the frozen tears..!!

Month by month, months are moving away
Memory by memory, memories are piling away
The last ones and the least ones
The laughed ones and the cried ones
The enjoyed ones and the engulfed ones
Are running on the unknown roads.!
Leading to the never ending boards..!!

Friend by friend, friends are fleeing away
Feeling by feeling, feelings are fading away
The liked ones and the loved ones
The backed ones and the blocked ones
Are wandering here and there.!
Cheatingly, colouring on me a blackish weather..!!



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Wednesday, March 9, 2011

The Maya



Once upon a time, in the late midnight dreams
Sparkled you are in those winter twilight times;
Together walking beneath the green oak trees
Whispering the we, in those dark dim lights;
Breaking the then extreme violent silences
Oftenly disturbed by the opiate foliage sounds !

Once upon a time, in the early morning dreams
Blessed with the green nightmare creams;
You and I are running on the green inclined roads
Floating and drowning, as a day moves to a night;
As the drowsiness changes to cheerful moods
Green pearls, slipping out from her red lip ends !!

Once upon a time, in the later afternoon times
Shadows side by side, joined by a pair of hands;
They let the eyes united; the pangs of separation,
Just as the reddish deep feelings breaching out;
Only appearing two words on the buried mounds
Wavering they are as if they were so vibrant sounds !!! 



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Saturday, February 12, 2011

I am in transition state, while u areee...


Hello my dear Nucleophile,


I saw u first in the Substitution rec'n .From then, my heart eneregy raised to higher le vel and became unstable.

Where ever u are ......my feelings are running around u like how the electrons run around nucleus.....

Why are u not understanding me, as my love may not be detected by any spectroscopies..

But I'm silver and gold u are,


But ur brother is Radium....


He is emitting radiations in which i effected a lot...

Where ever i'm ........ur's feelings are surrounding me ....

My dear,


recognise me and make a signal beside ur signal.


Yesterday when ur nearer to me, my heart deeply experienced the steric strain,


Then ...really i've lost my energy and thrown out to ground state how......like my dad throws me whenever i fails in exams.


Plz....don't come nearer, ..................except to my orbital.


As my love is not a Quantum chemistry..difficult to understand,


it's Inorganic ..!!! ......



Y didn't understand me,


as no' of other more elements seeing to me for pairing with them ..


but i am rejecting.....

One thing,
From,
Lanthanides,
Actinides.....
Groups,
Periods.
Or
Any other element.
..................can't placed in my Orbital than u..!!!!

I am really nucleo rich and ur electron rich,
See how our complimentaries are.......

I have a carbon family while u have a nitrogen family,
See how our families are neighbourer.......




If u agree,
i'm ready to make IONIC BOND......
For ur reply i'm waiting in the ......
"ELECTRON CLOUDS" 


BY..
ur's ...................
Tertiary Carbo Cation.



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Thursday, September 3, 2009

A Maya Mourning




Where are you..?
Farmers are demanding
People are invoking
Students are condemning
Children and Women are crying
Tell me..! Where are you...!!

When farmers are suffering

Made them smiley, along the livestock too...
Gave them electricity free
Gave them the hope of downpour
Now, left them alone..!!

When people are suffering

Tendered housing facility and better life
Made their families more happy too..
Now, threw them away..!!

When students are suffering

Made a legislation to waive the college fees
Gave them numerous scholarships
Now, made them vulnerable..!!

Provided the children with food and pure water

And satisfied their mothers too...
Tendered pavala vaddy loans...
Now, where are you "MY GOD"..!!!
They are still asking with tears and heavy hearts..!!
Tell me where you are now...!!....!!!

Left them all, along me too...

Simply from the earth by completing your tenure
to some where else.....

We does n't believe this lie like truth

You are in between us..ever forever
You are immortal..ever forever





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Sunday, July 19, 2009

I the Dr. Farmer



I am a tiny former...........
I don't know the hyderabad and secunderabad is
ecxept this CBS and JBS...!!!
despite,
I'm wandering in the city,
By stepping in what ever bus i see,
as it might be running fast
or moving worst...
First stop to last stop,
Ordenary's to metro's,
Shoppings to shampaigns,
Pubs to parks,
all i used...!
I don't know, what i'm looking for...!
I don't know, what i'm doing here.....!!


Mehadipatnam to Ibrahimpatnam,
Nampally to Kukatpally,
Dilsukhnagar to Ashoknagar,
Kachihuda to Chilkalguda,
Wandering like mad wind..
Enjoying like sad mound..
I don't know, what i'm looking for...!
And why i'm running here..!!

Although,
I'm wandering on the narrow streets,
and in barrowed foreign cultures,
City buses are now looking like bullok-carts,
People are like farmers,
Struggling to go for smaller distances in longer times,
the offices are like
Paddy forms,
Picking money by sickles of files,
While we use those to harvest paddy...
Bluish clouds are replaced here with blackish clouds,
filled with chourasthas and vehicles creeps,
Ooohhh..prajaaa.........!!!!!!! !!!!
My bullock-carts are best than these,
Use them leaving these bloody vehicles emitting worsts
and use our elaborate ghat roads..
than these narrows,
and experience my villagy culture,customs n traditions
Pleaseee,
Don't adulterate them with western cultures....!!!


Imax's to Cinemax's
PVR's to MNR's
Club's to Canon's
Gokul's to Laser's
are looking like worst........
Oohh..h, my village is best
et all...!
Having
Green paddys and orange orchards,
Calm roads with country men,
Winter fires in the cold evenings,
Black pastorals towards green pastures,
Caravans of workers
With fast moves towards agri-fields,
Breathing pure air, not like carbonofied gases......
at last, and , and ,
I know what i look for...! and
I know what i do here in my beatiful, luxurious, fantastic Village.....!!!




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