Your Silence

Why do I feel sad

For Some one's silence
When there was no fight
No harsh words sent
Why does it make me hurt
If there is no answer,
A milion Excuses I make
For the life's busy takes
Why do I still expect
that one day the silence will break
When each word I say,
is just another word lost

Why do try to start
a futile conversation again
When my heart's so full
With the silence you gave

Why do I want the reason
if not to clear myself
That knowingly or not
If reason for silence is me

Way of the World

Known faces , with expressions so strange
I wish I knew, why people just change,
Not long back , it was all smiles
A time when we thought no guiles
All play and games and friendship too
The tiny sweet stuff, together we grew,

We were children then , we had no sense
But in our tall tales , there was inncence
The small fights we had , forgotten so quick
To play the next game in the mud so thick

Growing up is ever so tough
Understanding why people think such stuff

Inferiority and superiority, jelousy and greed
Where did these come from in our necklace of beads

For petty things we fight and hide
Tiny issues , we can't take in our stride.

Walking beside in smiles , but with open daggers in hands
Watching for a misstep to stab from behind

Looking now at our children play,
Smiles and wonder and small fights gay

Understanding not , that soon one day,
They too would learn the world's harsh way..

More back grounds for Poetry

About laughing when you are writhing in pain.

Snakes and Ladders, the ups and downs in life .

Roses that bloom and die, beauty that pays its price and dies young.

Please click the pictures to read the poems.

Musings on Independence Day

Celebration of a new dawn,
Midnight sixty years ago,
An epic battle won,
Freedom, the way to go!

Sixty years From then ,
That moment in history
Indian men and Women,
Let us celebrate our glory

Let us celebrate the bountiful crops,
Our large reserves and full coffers
Forget the Farmer suicides
and the raging monsoon floods

Let us celebrate liberalisation
The new purchasing power
In oblivion be the stravation
workers and the Urban poor

The power of women,
Let our new first lady speak
As billions and milions
remain harassed and meek.

Let praise be bestowed,
On our higher education,
Ignore the cries refusing to be cowed
'Money' and 'Reservation'
Our nuclear deals
with US we display,
What do millions care
Who have not a meal a day

World class hospitals,
medical tourism ,lets flaunt
What about those fever deaths,
Oh thats just a jealous taunt.

But what ever , the problems,
India's united and one,
Why then are there discordant voices,
states, vying not to be outdone

Thus we write in diamond shine
Our progress stories great,
Hiding the things not so fine
In the shadow of these feats

The single largest democracy,
We pride ourselves to say.
Though Politics and Beurocracy
both have gone astray

But its our home still,
our country dear,
which inspite of all odds,
Ahead we must steer.

Background pictures for Poetry

 A new craze has been to place my ever so silly writes into suitable backgrounds and editing the pictures to suit my writes wherever possible...Placing 2 of them here . Do cick on the pictures to read the poems..

Into Wilderness

He looked ahead

Wilderness beckoned.
He looked behind,
Memories held back.

Elephants could remember
He always knew that
But the shackles were gone
Difficult to believe that

He had left his masters
He had escaped chains,
But a tiny regrets filled him,
As he thought of their remains.

He looked ahead at Wilderness,
His old childhood home.
He ran as fast as he could.
He was free to roam

Philosophical...

Always wondered how it feels,

Saying bye when end is near.
Where do we go, to heaven or hell?
Leaving everything still so dear.

Do we know when end is near?
When soul departs the body here?
Is it judgment as scriptures say
Or born again on another day?

Its is a secret none could tell
What happens when end is near.
Those who know don't live to tell
They just don't remain here.