That Book !

And the book I read 
I read and       read
More interesting pleasant
It becomes my memory .

Old dreams surface
When I read the book
The words start swimming
In the pool of my mind.

I remember the feather
I placed on that page
The sweet  sad memory
Surfaces again on my mind.

And that book
I read and read
The pages open up
Those old galleries.

I remember the moment
When enjoying the words
Making the story
Again and again to repeat
Oh that book !
Oh those memories. 

The Dawn

Birds chirping
Sun curious again
Rising to watch
New paintings
The dawn
Created by
Him !

O Politics !

O Politics !
Making barriers !
In the name of Countries ,
Religions and Caste ,
Lowering the spirits

Only hatred & bias
Let us eliminate
Armies of the world
Let us broaden !
Our horizons of mind,
Will there be ?
A world governement !

A peel of Laughter !

A peel of Laughter when
I shouted the words Honesty Honesty
Again a peel of laughter
I spoke the word Character !
A peel of laughter when
I spoke the words Virtues Virtues !
And a peel of Laughter
When I said Oh God Oh God

Again I threw the word Intellect !
And a peel of Laughter !
I tried to talk for
Culture Society and Civilisation
They laughed and held me insane !
I apealed among that noise of peel
Come Join me !
Oh In my poetry I love thee !
They again watched me
Gazed with mocking eyes,

Here and here
We are nowhere
Just with the wind straight !
Becoming slowly over weight !
Oh is this destiny or fate ?
We just do,not caring for others
Always in a fight
Killing dear brothers

A peel of laughter
Now I laugh as Insane !

Let me be in being !

The road is long,
The trees facing winds,
Green grasses shaking,
With each swirl of wind.

Let me find the balance,
Without loosing halos,
Let me fill the lights,
In all dark shadows,
I with the poise,
Will face the noise.
A tranquillity,
Even after the storm,
The ocean will be,
At peace like before.

Let go,
Let it be,
Let me not become
Let me be in being !

A Dream !

The moon 
In the night sky
Waning !

My dream
I falling
From sky above
Among stars
In search of you
But 
Everything vanishes
I fell on the ground
That was a dream
I could not sleep
Then !

Oh you the love !

Oh you !
The beauty
Just like a flower
You pull me
Inside the fragrance
Of you the flower
Are you inside deep
Let us travel
With a joint leap

Kofi Awoonor !

A child in the mall
Hiding himself behind the wall
There was the chaos

Bullets screams and panic
The voices of criminals
In the name of GOD
Without compassion
They killed the children
The innocent men n women
Justifying their crimes
In the name of Allah
They killed a poet
He was full of compassion
His poems full of emotions
Alas ! they killed for sure
He was Kofi Awoonor !

The Riot

Most backwards
Without a window
Having a closed mind
Read the books
Scriptures and words
They are lazy
Effortless beggars

Boast of having
That divine GOD
Also they declare
All so many UNHOLY
Without doing
Karma of Thinking
They kill them
They kill innocents
And Ah they kill
Their own GOD/

They become
They disclose
Their own desires
Of a social animal.

Let us pray O GOD
Elevate us from poverty
The great mental poverty
Let us make humane
Make me a human
That will be only gift
The only blessing
Of that Divine.

Oh that smell !

The smell of burnt wood
I felt like a fragrance
Stormed my aged brain
The memories of my innocence
When I was a child
Always on the ride
Sat near a Fire !
With those old people
I also grew up  old

But again that smoke
The smell reminded Ma
She was an old grand ma
In a village far away
Always cooking for me
Blowed air to ignite
That Choolha was so old
And I also grew old 

But again that smell
Due to burnt cow dung cakes
Revived old memories !
Just thought of old hookah
And smelling fire of the cake
Oh I grew up old.

That was the old neem tree
And there was the centre
Where they put the hookah
How can I forget 
Those simple words 
With broad village vision
In all that fuss

But alas !
I grew up old 
Lost the village
Lost all that old
The rare fragrance
Of that wooden smoke !

Oh My Leader !!

Oh you the leader !
Manipulative,self centered,
With the madness for power,
For a race ~addicted to pleasure,
With your so called charm,
Are you real leader ?

Or a puppet !
Used by an exploiter !
Have you felt that ever!
The unconditional love ?
For the poor !
For the meek!
For the dumbs!
For the weak !
Have you still
That fire of Sacrifice ?
To fight for justice
To deliver the justice,
Where are the days ?
When leaders had the ways,
With long  long sight !
With the hard work,
For that ,that only
The unconditional love !
For the people
By the people
Of the people.

A Blissful World !

Each moment
Brings some truth
But again
That moment
Disappears,

As if
It was an Illusion,
Perhaps I will
Search more
For the happiest
That Blissfull moment
More & more
In each morning
I will contemplate
For a
Blissful world !

THIS MORNING

I think of you again
Where are you
Invisible