Children imagination

Children are so cute, mild as the snow
sometimes become stubborn not to bow.
Can’t take them in grip even the winter
they can beat it, by naughty behaviour.

Whenever, see the flying butterflies,
Wish! if have the wings could also fly.
Go freely to peaks of mountains high,
passing over orchards wander in the sky.

She likes to give feed to baby ducky,
love to watch running squirrel on tree.
How spring plays music! that she hears.
But knows, water flows;  is God’s tears.

Both are love of God baby and daisy
but kid’s best friends doll, kitty, puppy. 
No fear is to her, even of the unicorn 
it loves her and permits to touch its horn.

Lovely, mischievous and peculiar plays,
her wonderful ideas sometimes amaze.
No one can desist loving an innocent child,
seeing her smile, every  heart would glide.

She is not afraid any way, of the nights
her fear is darkness, she needed light.
Can do amazing things, chance if she got,
let her go on flee to explore the world.

Peacock, triolet

Taken from rainbow colors of your wing,

silken feathers; symbol of pride and glory.

Fly with hop, can’t stay long in the wind,

taken from rainbow colors of your wing.

Your dance inspires us but never you sing,

in your beautiful feathers, lies whole story.

Taken from rainbow colors of your wing,

silken feathers; symbol of pride and glory.

Newly painted house

out walls painted in

superior grade emulsion

rain drops can’t hang on

doors windows stand out

enamel’s perfect finish

bless them long living

dressed in theme colours

proud of its elegant look

my house is smiling

Colorful disaster

Filled with heat and poisonous gases

ruptured magma of heart  is melted.

Now can’t tolerate the pain and heat

lava reaches to vent, if can’t heal.

When ever finds thinner the crust

hot magma filled in unloved earth;

trying to escape, molten lava erupts

till pressure is released, of its heart.

Now  fire and poison: it is vomiting

but wonderful colours are emitting.

Yellow is eating the black and green

and grey is eating all yellow sheen.

(C) S D Tiwari

Snowmelt, triolet

Surface is running off, finding the path.

Streams are lined up to start their music

Trees have wiped off after their bath.

Surface is running off, finding the path.

For the water cycle, vital in many parts,

Snow runoff is ready to give us energy.

Surface is running off, finding the path.

Streams are lined up to start their music.

Family

Our love demands
strong family bond.
Within same four walls live together,
we woe and joy together;

because we are family.
Fri-end can end

but only ‘I love you’ in fam-ILY.

Grass, haiku chain

many creatures

survive on this wonderful

natural gift, grass

no cultivation

no man done irrigation

free feed for cattle

green parks: people’s love

municipality’s pride

marvel of the grass

between the lines of

touch and goal is playing pitch

carpeted grass turf  

I love mowing grass

keep my lawn neat and pretty

neighbours stay envied

(C) S D Tiwari
sdtiwari1@gmail dot com

God! Grant peace

Ocean sleeps quietly

it’s wind who rub its body

and raise waives to make noisy  

Sitting peaceful snow

is forced to melt by the sun

earth’s gravity makes it run

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Frights, pricks, kicks and kills-

own class, to meet selfish needs

human has broken his peace

Master chase servant

entrepreneur hounds worker

funds, capitalist starves for

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Peace of mind, concord,

nonviolence, self contentment

O God! grant to everyone

Loving and helping

each, who is in need or pain

we live with co-operation

Peace, Sedoka

master chase servant

entrepreneur hounds worker

capitalist starves for fund

we prick kick kill fright

selfish needs of every one

has broken his peace

to catch fragrance

runs in shadow of forest  

fool deer has musk in own gland

we seek, what is far

wander to get, loose the way

makes the peace to scream, our crave

(C) S. D. Tiwari

He is formless

witness of all things

beyond the reach of senses

You exist free and formless

these are not my own
right or wrong,  Joy and sorrow, 

feelings of mind, gift of yours 

Striving for God, sedoka

You have conferred us

soul to realize who am I

and senses to know the world

indulged in looking

just your external creations

I did not know who I am?

we put on our senses

curtain of desire and lust

I could not see in myself

flowing in all things

I let the things flow to me

I did narrow down my mind

though I know it well

striving is root of sorrow

Lord! I want to strive for you

You are everything

no one can know depth

of the ocean you created

we are mere tiny droplets.

these minute droplets

commute to the vast ocean

nothing gained or lost by you.

you can take away

complete darkness of whole orb

igniting a single bulb.

numerous creatures

you created in universe

give each one, food to nurture.

earth’s each particle

if laid in a row, would not

make a line till your adobe.

you are the mirror

and image too, one can see

clinging love and faith in you.

(C) S D Tiwari

Give peace

each drop of ocean is same

live there peaceful united

its bloody wind which disturbs

and raise waives

particles of land never dig themselves

rock itself doesn’t knock down the other

human pricks, kicks, kills, intimidates

sometimes doesn’t recognize own brother

O God!  why this discrimination

we fight 

Master chases the servant

Industrialist hounds his worker

Entrepreneur starves for capital

Politician is hungry of power

We have drawn territorial lines

Protecting it, we clash and battle

wanting to expand it further

for that we fight to own brothers

Night, haiku chain

speed of my pen goes
more faster during the nights
no mind congestion

dark side of a city
is visible more clearly
when street lights are on

Thomas Edison
worked till late nights in lamp light
invented a bulb

the whole day I pass
waiting for night to arrive
I love my dinner

Be bliss with baby

Own agony is released

capturing baby’s moments.

Nature of baby: love and be bliss,

we’re more for babies than ourselves.

Doing something atypical,

your baby takes away the anguish.

Because, he loves doing it

and edifies you, to love him.

Smile of a child changes your mood,

his peculiar play pulls the eyes.

His questions ponder your mind

but sometimes you give wrong reply.

Your baby makes your cloth shabbier

but yet you feel happier.

Ah! could see again and again

his acts; naughty and prettier.

He is every where

Each creature is Lord’s creation
he perceives them everywhere.
His devotee is never lost for him
he is also not lost to them ever.

Who please the Lord by activities
have devotion with no other desire,
Lord takes care of their protection
their maintenance and welfare.

You are always with Your devotees
who don’t even think of asking a thing.
For what they offer devotional love,
to them, in return You give everything.

You award benedictions even to those,
against You who bear malice.
His pride of power, wealth or fame,
one feels own but it's Your blessings.

Whatever one did most stealthy
even in the extreme dark place,
God residing in him, too see it,
as You were always there existed.

Lord! I am selfish, indulged in sins
but you are the supreme, almighty,
Creator of all creatures; stay with me,
bless me, every moment, till destiny.

their achievement of moksa or liberation from the cycle of birth and death as well as their ascension to Him in the eternal spiritual realms are all sanctioned and arranged by the Supreme Lord Himself for

His devotees are to Him that is how He is to them.

He is favourably disposed to His devotees

Wish of a fallen leaf

In the green world of tree, jointly we lived.
Smiled together and danced with the wind.
But the tree treats us, just like your hair.
He sheds us away, in autumns, every year.

We love him and prepare food for existence.
In return want to play in his womb, constant.
But our life ends as the season autumn arrives.
We are compelled to fall and left there to dry.

On tree we played with wind; fallen, it with us.
Love to live unite in heaps, but wind scatters.
Wind makes drawings, using as brush and paint.
As it craves, twirling together we take the shapes.

We live to be food of you and of those animals,
Die to feed the worms and the small creatures.
In the womb of earth, yet we love to slumber;
and wish to dissolve in, with our great mother.

Wish of a fallen leaf

In the green world of tree, jointly we lived.
Smiled together and danced with the wind.
But the tree treats us, just like your hair.
He sheds us away, in autumns, every year.

We love him and prepare food for existence.
In return want to play in his womb, constant.
But our life ends as the season autumn arrives.
We are compelled to fall and left there to dry.

On tree we played with wind; fallen, it with us.
Love to live unite in heaps, but wind scatters.
Wind makes drawings, using as brush and paint.
As it craves, twirling together we take the shapes.

We live to be food of you and of those animals,
Die to feed the worms and the small creatures.
In the womb of earth, yet we love to slumber;
and wish to dissolve in, with our great mother.

Nature's Firework

Falling from the heavens

the bright sun rays;

penetrated the clouds

to make its way.

When they collided

with dropping snow flakes,

a gorgeous vista

in the space they made.

Splendid look of sky

as firework of new year

or fallng meteoroids enter

the earth atmosphere.