A Drink of Love

Fill me some wine, brimming in a bowl,
In which I can drown my soul
Mix in it some drug, designed
So, I could forever hold her in my mind.
She is fairer than most maidens known
With her beauty and charm full blown
Those Revealing and sparkling eyes
She smells of flowers in her every sighs
The melting softness of her face
Or, her every step she takes in grace
At every look of her, my heart throbs
With her smile, my all sorrows she robs.
Her presence brings such warmth and relief
For with her I could find joy in my grief
All I need is Love’s deeper draught
For all her love shall quench me not!!!

How well do I love You

In how many ways do I love you?
As many there are beads in the rain
As many flowers that bloom in the meadows
Double the stars, spangled in the sky
Then Add to it as many times my heart shall beat.
All those grass blades that cover the fields
And the grains that a harvest yields.
As many times a bird's wing sways
I Love you in so many countless ways.


How much do I love you?
As much water that fills an Ocean deep
Or, all the white snow that the Mountains keep.
Double The brightness that a sunny day holds
Then add to it all greenery in the forest's folds.
As much sooth and cool of a moonlit night
Or, the glee that cometh with morning's light
Nothing less than the whole sky's Blue
So much my Lady, do I love you!!!

Butterfly

Caterpillar crawling
Like a worm
Rises and falls
Ring by ring
Eats to live
Lives to eat
Forever feasts
Bothers no least
Bloats like a fuzz
With a lethargic buzz
Shy to be seen
By eyes so keen.

Its times to spin
A net so clean
Weaves a cocoon
Pale as a moon
Hides itself
In warmth of a shell.
But who can tell?
For a magic brews
Behind those silken hues.
And emerges a surprise
For the chrysalis dies.
And in lieu
Emerges beauty
Colorful and bight
A creature so lovely
Truly sublime.

Fluttery
Airy, Butterfly
Floats brightly
In the blue blue sky.
Tiny little wings
So lit and bright
Set on a fairy flight.
It sits on a flower
To take a sip
Then hops to another
Fast and quick
And flaunts its beauty
So hip and chic.

Symphony of the Sea

Awed, I stand before the sea,
As a tumult sweetly plays
Splaying the froth in playful ways
The waves break upon the shore

Azure with an aqua hue
The bird’s song plays on
Secrets of the depths are viewed
Unlocked by the coming dawn

A melody floats upon the tides
Wafting around with cool sprays
Perched on creamy foams the tune rides
And amused, my heart this music praise.

An Ode to Solitude

Oh Solitude, where is thy grace?
The charm of which the sages praised.
Silence shrouds my forlorn face.
Gloom and Anguish leave my brows raised.
I wish to taste my life’s sweet share,
To assuage my pain and despair.
You remind me of carefree days,
Of abundant joy and limitless mirth.
The days of wild pranks and plays.
And the warmth of my mother’s hearth.

Oh Solitude, where is thy grace?
The charm of which the sages praised.
Maybe it’s lost in the din of life’s race,
Or you, by Man’s indulgence have been disgraced?
Solitude! You reside in heart's deepest place,
And Shower solace, encouraging peaceful thought.
Your soothing touch gives affliction a grace
And help reconcile man to his lot.

Oh Solitude, this perhaps is your finest grace
The charm of which the sages praised!!!

November Nights

The chilliness of November nights
The winter showers of Bangalore
Make my mood sink to lower heights
Why this familiar air brings memories of the yore?
Why gloomy blue is the color I see around?
Why emptiness in me builds all over again?
Like an ethereal cloud held in bound
That wants to melt in joy and rain.
This chilliness of November nights!
These winter showers of Bangalore!!

To my MBA

I wake up in the morning with bleary eyes
Still reminiscent of the last night’s work
Rushing for my class, as time flies
You can’t escape & of attendance can’t dare shirk
Oh! It’s all so routine, you feel like déjà-vu
No respite & with means of recreation only a limited few.

I sit in class, staring at the board
The words of my professor feel so harsh
Oh! I start feeling so damn bored
At times i wonder are these “gyan” all farce?
English is passé, and my prof often talks in greek
The “gammas” & “sigmas” would even kill a geek

The fan keeps squealing above my head
My neighbours, with sleep, already dead
I keep looking quite often at the clock
“It’s simple relativity!” in my mind it flocks
Why time trudges so slow whole day?
But at night, it’s almost dawn as soon as i lay.

Assignments & quizzes rain so often
You can’t expect better when things are bitter
No surprises if you get a “D” or a two on ten
B’coz it’s “MBA” and life can’t be sweeter
All the more you start hating it all
You feel pushed, perpetually against a wall.

In the end it all feels like an Irony
You pay to get screwed here, Isn’t that Funny!!!