ALMIGHTY

YES!THEY ARE HOLDING THEIR HANDS....
BUT THEIR BELIEVERS ARE QUARRELING IN NAME OF THEM..
SURE BELIEF IS NOT A FOOLISH FEELING;
HENCE BELIEVERS CANNOT BE FOOLS!!
SO BE A TRUE BELIEVER OF THE ETERNAL ALMIGHTY...
AS THE PHYSICAL FORM OF LOVE,TRUST AND TRUTH-
ARE NOT IMPORTANT IN TRUE RELATIONSHIPS,
TRUE FEELINGS CAN ONLY BE FEEL...CANT BE SHOWN!!
LIKEWISE THE PHYSICAL IMAGE OF GOD IS NOT MATTER;
BUT THE MORAL VALUES CAN BE FEEL...WHICH WILL GUIDE US..!

GOD !! IS THE PHYSICAL IMAGE OF ETERNAL LOVE;
NOT A REPRESENTATIVE OF ANY RELIGION
BUT THE MORAL SUPPORT MATTERS...

BOTH CHRIST AND KRISHNA BORN AS POOR..
THEIR SACRIFICES MADE THEM LIVE THROUGH AGES...
BOTH WERE FOND OF DOMESTIC ANIMALS
FALSE HANDS TRIED TO KILL BOTH;BUT...
TRUTH CANT BE SUPPRESSED,
AS FIRE CAN'T BE COVER WITH PAPER...

KRISHNA WAS AN IDEAL PERSONALITY;
WHO WAS NAUGHTY AT HIS MOTHER;
SWEET ROMANTIC AT HIS LOVER;
NOBLE FRIEND AT FRIENDS..
AND CHILDISH AT HIS FATHER..
ALSO RUDE AT HIS ENEMIES...

BUT  THE SAME CHILDLIKE BABY,
WHO STEEL GHEE FROM YASHODA;
GAVE THE MATURED ADVICE TO ARJUNA-
                                       THE GREAT BHAGHAVAT GITA
THIS IS PERSONALITY AND NOT A MASK WITH STRONG SMILE
AND ROUGH WORDS AS WE SEEN IN PEOPLE OF THESE AGES

YES..........THE GREAT KING OF DWARAKA WAS
CURIOUS IN POOR KUCHELA'S FOOD...
WATCH ,VALUE OF PEOPLE IS NOT WHEN HE FORGET HIS
FELLOW BEING WHEN HE REACH AT HEIGHTS... 
THE PUREST FORM OF LOVE IS RADHA'S TEAR DROP...
BUT NOT A WORLD OF FANTASY AS WE SEEN TODAY!!
YES.MEANINGFUL SADNESS ARE FAR BETTER THAN-
MEANINGLESS HAPPINESS.....

JESUS!THE ONE WHO FEED MANY WITH A LITTLE FOOD
WHO HEELED DISEASES WITH LOVE AND PEACE...
THE ONLY MAN WHO CAN TOLERATE  TO ,
THE ONE WHO CHEATED HIM,AND..........
THE ONLY MAN ADMITTED ALL OF OUR MISTAKES
AND.....PRAYED FOR US EVEN WHEN HE WAS HANGED!!!!

SACRIFICE IS THE PUREST FORM OF LOVE....
BELIEVE IN GOD....AND  MAKE THE MORALS LIVE IN YOU...
THUS FEEL ALMIGHTY !AND BE VALUABLE!!!

                                           MY COLLEGE LIFE....

 

THOSE DAYS WHICH NEVER CAME BACK,
WERE MOST BEAUTIFUL PART IN MY LIFE!!
 A WORLD OF COLOURS...................
A VALLEY OF MUSIC.........................
FROM WHERE I FINDS MYSTERY  OF POEMS..!!

WHAT EVER WE SANG WERE POEMS THERE,
AND WHAT EVER WE SKETCHED WHERE PICTURES..!

IHRD.....MY SMALL COLLEGE....
WHERE WE SHARED LONG HAPPINESS..,
FELLOW SORROWS  AND FUNNY FEELINGS...!!!!


OUR TEACHERS WERE FRIENDLY,
FROM WHERE I GET LOVE IN DEPTH,
AND THE ESSENCE OF KNOWLEDGE  !


MY FRIENDS  WERE PULSE OF MY SOUL,
WHOSE EYES FLOODED WITH ME-
EVEN BEFORE HEARING MY SADNESS......
THEY CHEERED UP WHEN THEY FINDS,
HAPPINESS IN ME...
THEY NEVER COMPLAINED FOR MY MISTAKES...
BUT... ADMITTED IT WITH ME,
WHEN IAM PUNISHED....
THEIR FELLOW ARGUMENTS,STUPID QUARELLS AND
IDEOTIC PHILOSOPHIES WERE MY INSPIRATION IN CAMPUS...
THEIR CHILDLIKE OPINIONS WERE ALWAYS MY MORAL GUIDE..




THE TEARS WHICH TOOK MY HEART,
ARE THE BEADS OF EXPERIENCES  TODAY..,
THE PROBLEMS WHICH TOOK AWAY MY SLEEP,
WERE NOW FUN FOR LAUGH.,
YES.................EXPERIENCES MATTERS A LOT!!


SURE COLLEGE ARTS WAS THE CELEBRATION OF COLOURS.,
OUR SPORTS WAS THE LOUDNESS OF SOUNDS....


OUR NATURAL TRIP TO WAYANAD....
OUR JOYFULL EFFORTS IN  NSS CAMPS...
AND OUR CHEERFUL COLLEGE TOUR..




LIKE A LITTLE GIRL WONDERING AT  THE 
STARS AT SKY.,
I FOUND MANY  EXPERIENCES WHICH WERE,
FAR BETTER THAN MERE BOOKISH KNOWLEDGES.
SOME OF MY FRIENDS FELL IN FOOLISH LOVE,
WHICH GAVE MEANINGLESS HAPPINESS AT THE BEGINNING,
BUT LOVE IN DEPTH  MAY GET PAINED..
BUT TRUE LOVE IS JEWEL OF SOUL.
TRUE LOVE BEGETS LOVE....BUT ONLY  AT THE END.........!!
HEART OF TRUE LOVE SEEKERS MUST BE,
WIDE AS A SEA....
THEN ONLY WAVES CAN WANDER...AND,
THE ALMIGHTY SUN CAN SET..,
BUT FOOLISH LOVE IS LIKE A NARROW POOL.,
WHICH ONLY REFLECTS THE POOR MOON...
   THUS I LEARNED TO BE AN OCEAN.,
WAITING FOR MY LOVE SUN TO SET.....!

AND NOW AFTER THE THREE YEARS,
ITS TIME TO SAY BYE TO MY BELOVED COLLEGE
WHO GAVE ME HAND OF  VALUES,
MIND OF EXPERIENCES  AND A HEART OF LOVE !!
DEAR..IAM STILL IN YOU.,AS A SMALL POEM....

    

AS STRANGERS..........

MY EYES WHERE ALWAYS IN SEARCH OF YOU.......
MY HEART WAS ALWAYS WEEPING FOR YOU.....
IN THE DEPTH OF MY HEART -
YOU WERE ALWAYS WITH ME..!!
YOUR MEMORIES GAVE ME STRENGH TO LIVE..
BUT............
STILL AS STRANGERS WE CROSSED EACH OTHER..
EVEN A SMALL SMILE BREAK THE WALL!!
UP ON LORD I DONT KNOW,
WHY I COULDN'T SMILE!!!!
AM I SO STRANGER TO YOU??
WAS MY LOVE SO RUDE TO YOU??
AND NOW MY LAST WORDS FOR YOU-
" PLEASE FORGIVE ,IF MY LOVE PAINED YOU LOT.......BYE"

INSPIRATION

I WONDER!!WHERE I LOST MY HEART!!
I SEARCHED ALL AROUND!!!!
SOMEONE KNOCKED THE WINDOW.......
"HEY OPEN.........!!I AM HERE......!!!
I OPENED THE WINDOW;
THERE I FOUND THE PICTURE OF NATURE............
WHERE I FOUND ,MIST DROPS INSPIRE BY KISSING-
FLOWER BUDS TO SAY"OPEN YOUR EYES...."

WHERE MOIDT BREEZE HUGGED PLANTS-
TO SAY;"HEY COME ON !!LETS DANCE.."


WHERE I HEARED,MORNING WISHES OF BIRDS...

FIELDS GAZED AT THE SUN AND ASKED;
"HOW DARE YOU MISS ME LAST NIGHT??.."

RIVERS FLOW GENTLY AS IF,
SHE IS IN A CURIOUS SEARCH!!!

WAVES APPROACH EAGERLY TO KISS THE LAND  !
BUT LAND AVOID IT CRUELY.....!!!
BUT................
GENTLE WIND INSPIRE THE WAVE,

"TRUE LOVE NEVER RUNS SMOOTHLY"

FROM WHERE I GOT TRUE INSPIRATION..
YES....,NATURE IS A WONDERFUL INSPIRATOR...
WHO SHOW ME THE WAY TO PEACEFUL LIFE..

IN SEARCH OF THE WAVE............

A GIFT I GOT FROM DEPTH -
OF MY SLEEP IS A DREAM!!
LIKE A TRAGIC MOVIE,
IT MAKE ME PANIC!!
WAVES WERE ROARING AT ME,
A STRANGER WAS GOING FAR,
SUDDENLY,MY MOTHER WAKE ME UP!
OFCOURSE I GOT ANGRY;BUT........
HER TEARS WASHED AWAY MY ANGER....
I WAS UPSET WHY HER EYES WERE FLOODING....
WE WENT TO MY LOVENEST-
WHER MY COUSIN LIVES............
BETWEEN CROWDS I SAW HIM,
WITHOUT ANY NAUGHTYNESS..,,
TRUTH CAME TO MY HEART,
AND I REALISED HIS DEATH...........
SUDDENLY I REALISED MY DREAM,
PERHAPS THE MAN MOVING AWAY ,
MAY BE MY COUSIN BROTHER!!
STILL I AM SEARCHING FOR THE WAVE-
WHICH ATTACK HIM FROM ME!

STROKES;HUES AND SKETCHES..............................

 I  WAS SINKING IN DEPTH OF MY HEART,
IN SEARCH OF ESSENCE OF A POEM............
I ASKED MY HEART,WHAT IS A POEM!!!!!!!
AND WHAT IS ITS LANGUAGE !!!!!!!!!!!
BUT MY HEART SINKED IN ITSELF & SAID;
"GIVE STROKES OF EXPERIENCES &
HUES OF LOVE TO ME:
AND SKETDH YOURSELF....................
THAT'S A POEM.............!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH LORD ................I WAS AGAIN SCARCED;
I ASKED MY MIND,"WHAT'S A POEM??????"
AND "WHICH IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL POEM WRITTEN???????"
HE SMILED AND REPLIED,
"WHEN YOUR TEARS ARE THE STROKES,
AND YOUR HEARTBLOOD IS THE HUE OF A POEM,
AND WHEN IT SKETCHES AN OCEAN OF LOVE,
IN YOU,............IT S THE GREATEST POEM!!!!!!11
YET....I WAS DOUBTED!!!!!!!!!
I ASKED MY SOUL,HOW TO WRITE A NICE POEM?
IT THOUGHT FOR A WHILE AND REPLIED;
"WHEN SOMEONE STROKES YOUR HEART-
WITH HIS LOVE,MAKE A HUE OF MEMMORIES IN YOUR MIND,
AND SKETCHES A UNIQUE PICTURE OF LIFE IN YOUR SOUL...............,
YOU ARE YHE MOST BEAUTIFUL POEM WRITTEN BY HIM!!!!!!!!!!
YES.....................AND NOW I REALISED!!!!!!!!!!!
DEAR................IAM THE MOST BEAUTIFUL POEM SCKETCHED IN YOU!!