"The Albatrosses’ Vow”

Beneath a storm-swept sky, met two wings

No songs were sung, exchanged no rings 

No roses bloomed, no screams from lungs
Just salt and sky and the heart still young

Dance of beaks and wings, a pretty sight
Held on to a ritual carved over centuries tight
Neither fleeting flame, nor hurried flight —

But vows that outlast the days and nights.

One soared to the east, other one the west,
Each chasing winds, take the lord's test.
Yet through the years they soar their best,
To finally find each other on that nest.

No GPS, no calls, nor a tethered chain,
Just memory etched in a feathered brain.
And when they met, the sky would rain
With joy that only true love can attain.

No surety that they meet, again they cross
But strong the dedication, they their own boss

Can boast of strong bond that time can’t toss —
The love and loyalty that lives in an albatross.

Sree....

Second Coming!!!

 Folks, 

It wasn't my original intention, kept on expecting too much from my sick body without acknowledging what it does for me. Unlike me, got a bit carried away with some drugs. Not making any excuses, I take full responsibility and deeply apologise for whatever happened. Moving on, I am taking up writing both prose and poetry. So please wait for my first post in the second coming for now.   

Sree....

 एक थी मक्खी, वो बहुत गमंडी थी . एक दिन वो जंगल के राजा शेर को परेशान कर दिया और शेर उससे बचने के लिए मक्खी को सलाम किया .

ये किस्सा उसने हाथी और लोमड़ी को बताया और दोनों ने  मक्खी को सलाम किया .

जब लोमड़ी ने मक्खी को माकड़ी के बारे में बोलै की वो मक्खी को गाली दे रे, तब मक्खी को गुस्सा आया .

वो माकड़ी को सबक सिखाने के लिए उसका जाले में घुस  गयी  और मर गई .

दोस्तों, यह हे घमंडी होने का नतीजा  

A perfect heart and a perfect mind,
Are found in those who are kind.
For, in the end, it’s the love we find,
Makes us perfect, in heart & mind.

"Guru"

Listen to the chemistry of the biology of the physics,

to the physics of  the chemistry of  the mathematics 

Idiots we think, smartest swamis, busy eating chics

Crooked criminals, well planned, hide behind epics

Eat, drink, exercise, or sex, they always are advise ready 

Only a very few with real knowledge, helpful and handy  

Treat self as demigods, mastery in all the subjects of study 

Saint or sinner, make us feel "the lord" their eternal buddy

Mesmerise the world with their speech/ English language skills 

Some grew so arrogant, spare not even the path of animals 

Statues of dieties their addas to hide their partner criminals

Still plenty follow, listen to sarcasms on youtube & originals

Yoga -Ayurvedics earn them fortunes - their main business

Rides high end bikes and cars, to spread they say awareness  

One guy shows trick with his belly show off his body fitness

Crime out, shift to a new country made of the assets countless 

Sree....

Lust

Love organ, depicts all forms of  human art
Nothing but a simple muscle's flex is the heart
Propels the food air and water -this body part
Mechanical, no emotions comes out of  the heart

Hardwired for lust, our senses and sense organs
Love an after thought, described by lot jargoans 
Made in mind, thrives pleasure, and satiate organs 
Lust- the sin that can take life out from the earthians

No love, no compassion, blank the human mind 
Lust on material possession; the one of it's kind
Crazy life follows,with the material-all human bind
Realize not, listen to none, till themselves they find

Matured, the feel blown away like a heap of dust
Love changes it's name to need and ready to adjust 
Some material possession still make existance just
Curiosity remains with the character of mind's lust 

Sree....

The Phoenix

Thought, it's time, myself, I shall cleanse,
The body, the mind and that little arrogance
Dwelled in the past, boasted of the brilliance
Soared with eagles, used to that fragrance

Eagles hunt, do  possess a very big wingspan
Fly high, look down eagerly and clearly scan
Skills professional, love to be born in the clan
Fool in me thought "purpose" Good Lord's plan

Some goose fly higher, think same stuff they're made
In elevation they dwell, puff themselves up in pride
There awaits the lord, normalise the memory fade
He cleanse and restart; " the time and the tide"

So very amazing this world- the way thy fix
Doing it one more time- thy match and mix
Wish to come back over to enjoy all those tricks 
"Bless me oh lord" to rise again, as a phoenix

Sree....