Monday, 27 February 2017

Come rain come


Rain on me, just now or bit later, no matter.
If drop, few drops of your silver, no matter.

Come rain come, shower upon some,
If I get wet in your waters, no matter.

I love the weather, that you bring with; 
if says goodbye, the summer, no matter.

I shall put on the rain-coat or umbrella;
if comes down temperature, no matter.

Though, I have to go, on a long drive;
I 'd keep on, my car's wiper, no matter.

Wait you eagerly: fishes, frogs, farmers;
if my few of works suffer, no matter.

I love to watch, the dancing leaves of ground;
if you take some together, no matter.

Let my heart fill, reminiscences of love,
If overflow the pond or river, no matter.




Get filled my village pond, and my heart;

Sunday, 26 February 2017

Every angel is pure


Black or white, that is only the skin.
Colours of soul and blood are akin.
Being poor or rich is not under one's control.
Everyone wants, to him wealth should roll.

He sends every angel, so pure and innocent.
The creator, creates with no idea of distinct.
Needs to be loved, every daughter and son,
be dealt and regarded with no discrimination.