Cyber chat

Floating in the world of cyber space

Loose experience of your real space

Keep busy in chat

Get no time to rest

Less feel, less sleep, no face to face  

Perception

I came from the school,

opened the door of the fridge.

Saw there laid on a plate

the delicious sweet dish.

Mouth watered but didn’t take;

thought, mother kept reserved.

She would distribute herself

whoever of us deserved.

Brother also escaped thinking

that it was kept for me.

Though he must have shared

before began to eat.

We could not eat the dish

as to give, mom forgot.

After two days expired

the sweet began to go off.

By the time she remembered

and lifted plate to distribute;

she had to cut a sorry finger,

the stale sweet was of no use.

I missed; it was brought for me

by the person most I loved,

before he went on tour

my father as token of his love. 

            by S D Tiwari

* * * * *

The one man who has always been by me
Moulding each day of my destiny
He always pats my sorry shoulder
And I lose all anxiety and fear

Wonder how many times he heard the engaged tone
When he tried to ring on my hostel telephone
Yet, not a day would he fail to call me
He would reveal just by a call how much he missed me

Today, his instincts are weak,
Memory is poor, eyesight is bleak,
Restless, worried, too sad to be dependent
Living worries he never got an opportunity to vent

                by wordbug

Swayamvar

That time, they used to choose the real heroes,

a person who had great performance or courage.

Sometimes, the suitors were assigned various tasks.

Girl garlanded the man of her choice, appraised once.

Even today the boys and girls who are eligible,

for match making at a given time and venue assemble.

Today’s girls are impressed on clothe and pouch;

sometimes deceived by false look and approach.

They are fancy of the images seen on the screen,

think the actors, the super person, and they mean.

They want to see their lover like them, not realise;

acting is mere counterfeit, which is not the real life.

Screened a TV drama Swayamvar, Rakhi Sawant;

thinking it a reality show, befooled the audience.

After played fun for weeks, she married to none.

In ancient too it was, if found unsuitable everyone. 

Poets were neither then nor today’s better choice.

Kabeer lived poor, Tulsi was kicked by his wife.

Satisfaction in perfection

Whenever any thing I buy, I expect

it is at par of the standards

and is capable to provide

the consistent desired performance.

I get satisfaction in perfection

and starve to have the excellent.

But many times have to compromise

when doesn’t permit the budget.

For my cuisine I prefer to go

to a particular restaurant

that is known for quality food.

What draws me there is -

apart from best ingredients

freshness, quantity, service, taste

in the bowl of food, I get

and the courtesy of the steward.

Satisfaction in perfection

Whenever any thing I buy, I expect

it is at par of the standards

and is capable to provide

the consistent desired performance.

I get satisfaction in perfection

and starve to have the excellent.

But many times have to compromise

when doesn’t permit the budget.

For my cuisine I prefer to go

to a particular restaurant

that is known for quality food.

What draws me there is -

apart from best ingredients

freshness, quantity, service, taste

in the bowl of food, I get

and the courtesy of the steward.

Benefits of seeds of pumpkin

Benefit to health, seeds of pumpkin;

prevent, the kidney stone formation

Lessen cholesterol, provide protein,

benefit to health, seeds of pumpkin.

Filled with minerals and high in zinc,

reduce the arthritis inflammation.

Benefit to health, seeds of pumpkin;

prevent, the kidney stone formation.

Toilet paper

John had bought an autonomous robot

to manage the toilet, job he did allot

Robot was instructed 

to bring paper for toilet

instead of tissue, sand paper he brought

Beauty

The aesthetic beautiful face
under the black tresses, looks like;
the gorgeous moon is
glistening in the dark night.

The eyes are like two lakes
on each side of a high hill.
Pink stoop pies of huge apple
covered over, the eyelids. 

The lips are petals of large rose,
cheeks like plateau of tomato.
Ear rings, the rocks of pearls
eyebrows, the Lord Shiva’s bow.

A red galaxy, the flowers of hair
gleam adjacent to the moon.
To the gravity of her perfection
heart falls, love melody croons. 

Sentiments of wheat

When I was a cheerful crop in the field,

the farmer was very happy to see me.

As he glimpsed me green and healthy,

his heart swelled to have pompous feel.

He watered, fertilised and caressed me;

and very earnestly removed the weeds.

As healthy and burly I was growing,

he shared my joy and befell relished.

Once the storm came and laid me down,

the farmer went sad watching my pain.

But soon after he filled with the joy

when with grace of god I stood  up again.

One day he came with sickle in his hand

and severed me from the field, away.

He crushed out my grains from the husk,

Had the expression of smug on his face.

The farmer took me to the grinding mill,

I knew the fate but didn’t feel the grief.

He got happy, hoping to have the recipes 

I was happy having served purpose of life.

First rain

Smelling the wet soil

I hold hands of my sweetheart

Lest she may slither

Halloween, its Halloween

Vines of pumpkin, leaves of pumpkin,

fruits of pumpkin, seeds of pumpkin;

Halloween, its Halloween.

Sweets of pumpkin, treats of pumpkin,

pie of pumpkin, recipes of pumpkin;

Halloween, its Halloween.

At doors pumpkin, at windows pumpkin,

at stairs pumpkin, at the roads pumpkin,

Halloween, its Halloween.

Decorating pumpkin, carving pumpkin,

golden flames in golden hallow pumpkin;

Halloween, its Halloween.

  

Warding off the evil spirits, pumpkin;

scary pumpkin, Jack- O-lanterns pumpkin;

Halloween, its Halloween.

Dreaming of demon

I had got two large wings
flying reached to the jungle
No, those were not my wings
I was riding back of an eagle.

We landed in a splendid valley,
a heaven like alluring place.
Leaving me there on my own,
soon, the eagle flew away.

I was viewing the exquisiteness
of the valley and the mountain;
appeared a demon and asked
how u dare to be in my region?

I knew, he had mystical powers
and will not leave me alive.
May my trick work on it
to escape, better I should try.

I gathered strength and told
him boldly that’s not my fault.
It was your competitor demon
who had forcefully brought.

OK you stay here, I will look
who is the rascal, will chase out.
As he went off I overheard,
to the son, his wife’s shout.

I am smelling here a human
I love to eat the human flesh.
Go and find out where is he;
I will cook it, quickly fetch.

Son told mom! I have brought
some from the nearby village.
Cook that one, let us reserve
this man for some other day.

Better we finish the flesh
that I have brought, first.
Till then we would keep him
shut in that outer old hut.

I became completely scary
when listened to their whisper.
Soon, I heard to the noise of
whistling of pressure cooker.

Had to go on his duty, early
in the morning my neighbor.
His shift started by six O’clock
he was the police inspector.

Gentle person

can attach again

gold, saint and the gentle person

if they are broken.

Cracks never filled, if occurred

to earthen pot or wicked.

Mumbai local

Travel  by road in Mumbai is, time consuming.

If you want to reach fast, best is train commuting.

But for that you have to have not only patience

to board in and get down, also enough strength.

Peculiarity of Mumbai local is; it doesn’t sleep

doors never closed, as it comes, platform sweeps.

People are hanged, still few more die to hang

unafraid of current, on the roof, few take chance.

If you are going to travel during the peak hours

be sure your all fingers have adequate  power

to balance your weight on toe, holding a rod

of the compartment keeping your full body out.

At the time of alighting from it, take your side

well before, at the platform the train arrives.

And as train enters platform be prepared to jump

or you may be thrown in again by crowd’s thump.

Whoever are daily commuters of Mumbai local

they need not to join the gym to keep them well.

Automatic pushes and pulls would keep them fit,

they can build their biceps and retain normal hips.

If boarded in the slow, and fast train is overtaking

it appears that boyfriend is bypassing, stating

“Didn’t wait for me! without giving a call you left.

If you really love me, meet at station Church Gate.”

Keep your pocket filled as minimum as possible

mobile agents may take deposits, non refundable 

You may think commuting in the local, humor;

but embarking Mumbai’s life line is true adventure. 

Desire

Like, the deer runs after the mirage

soul wanders to satisfy the desires.

Thirst remains, ever unquenched

as it thinks shining sand, true water.

It flies branch to branch like a bird

finds no place, to have complete rest.

Skipping here and there soul forgets

where’s the correct address of its nest.

Unending desires lead to the causes

of whole worry that soul has to bear.

If needs are kept to the minimum and

felt contented, worries get disappeared.

Who’re devoted to god; need nothing.

Who need nothing, they are the kings.

  

  

Prayer of Navratri

Benevolent mother, Goddess Durga!

You are the mother of universe

You are the strength of the deities.

Mother! we fully devote, to you;

the first nine sacred days of autumn

and the first nine sacred days of spring.

Mother! accept my prayer and worship

of the Navratris, your holy nine nights

and keep blessed in your all manifestations.

Form of mother nature, Mother Shailputri!

Daughter of mountain king Himalaya!

bestow us the power and energy.

The gorgeous form, Mother Brahmcharini!   

let the world live sacred and  pure,

let the universe be filled with love and peace.

Having three eyes, Mother Chandraghanta! 

holding crescent moon on your head,

establish justice and fairness in the world.

Holding eight hands, Mother Kushmaanda!

provide all and every thing we need

to survive and for the comfortable live.

Mother Skand Mata! The Goddess of fire!

give us power and wisdom to distinguish,

the right from the wrong and follow truth.

Mother Kaatyayini! Riding on lion

You persistently battle against the evil;

continue to slay bad and deceitful entities.

Hey Maa Kaalratri! Shubhamkari

Destroyer of the darkness and fear

don’t let the evils grow and keep us fearless.

Riding on bull, Mother Maha Gauri!

liberate the world of evil forces

and radiate the peace in the universe.

Mother Sidhidaatri! The greatest power

You’re invincible power, giver of boons to Gods;

keep us blessed and fulfil our wishes.

My home

The walls and roof of my home

do not let in the sun and rains of anxiety.

I close the doors to let live safe

the love, peace and bliss with my family.

I open the windows to throw

the smile out and glimpse its reflections.

I keep the ventilators transparent

to swap symphony of life’s celebrations.

Amusing names

I love to hold the ladies finger and gobble if fried.

But wonder, if drumstick beats drum or abdomen?

Egg grown on eggplant or from egg, plant is grown?

Radish is not red dish, mostly I see green and white.

We pump our kin with pumpkin into the Halloween.

I am afraid it may bleed, if is beaten, the beetroot.

In paper factory; is the mush stored in mush-room?

Mustard, has of course mastered to fry every thing.

Doesn’t chill rather burns the tongue, chilli is so hot.

The bitter guard does not guard, the taste bitter.

Very sincerely treats the animals, Dr. Butcher.

I muse, such amusing names, how the people got?

Two banks of politicians

Politicians are fancy of two banks;

in one they keep their account

and the other they use to count.

In order to connect the two banks;

they use bridge of black sections,

from one they earn, via other return.

They find their bridge very vital;    

to keep flow of their life smooth,

if flood, keep Swiss bank too in loop.

They can’t see beauty of the picture;

if keep their sight clean and pure,

can look the world pretty for sure.

Great mother

You revealed light of life, my great Mother!

In this strange world only you’re my own.

God’s greatest boon; of love and nurture.

You revealed light of life, my great Mother!

Wake for my sleep, your lap you proffer.

You are feel of blossom on path of thorns.

You revealed light of life, my great Mother!

In this strange world only you’re my own.

You revealed light of life, my great Mother!

In this strange world only you’re my own.

First you feed your child, even be in hunger

You revealed light of life, my great Mother!

To forward first step, you taught as teacher,

You did everything needed to let me grown.

You revealed light of life, my great Mother!

In this strange world only you’re my own.

Toran

We generally see sacred honorific gateway
at the entrance of  Budhist architectures.
Resting on two posts typical cross piece of
three bars placed one on the top of other.

Hindus on the occasions of worships at home
or their festivals whenever they celebrate,
of the marigold flower or mango leaves or
other decorative materials, ‘Toran’ they make.

Welcome God! I decked up doorway for you
with beautiful flowers and green leaves, fresh.
Be impressed and bless showering in abundance
love, joy, prosperity, health and happiness.

Shower your goodwill on all who pass under
this sacred doorway that I have decorated,
with my ability and things of availability;
let positives to pass in and negatives go back.

Toran, a traditional gate or decked doorway
Indians prepare to welcome special visitors.
To welcome the God at the place of worship
the fortune Toran is hanged on the main door.

This Toran finds place to welcome a season,
celebrity, new baby, wedding, guest or deity.
Who knows when god may come as guest and
go unwelcomed, believe Indians, guest friendly.

Every occasion the doorway is decorated afresh
homes get special treatment during the festivals.
Guest may arrive any time during festive season
to stay Toran bit long, is used durable material.

Autumn call

Having received the autumn call, 

to meet the ground, they are eager.

The golden leaves ready to fall

having received the autumn call.

Living on tree, may trap snow fall,

fearing cold, knocks the door winter.

Having received the autumn call, 

to meet the ground, they are eager.