Solace of the heaven

Drip drop, the rain drops fall
Heavily beyond the darker clouds;
Night shines through the sparks,
It doodled in the shadows of sky;
Strolled through the nightmares,
She wailed the songs of summer always
The season took men with its power
And killed with the weapon of intense warmth
This pour reflected the solace of the heaven
For the prayers of the nature
From the scorching days

Summer morning in my hometown

Morning rays peeped through my windows
Another dawn breaks out there in the hills
Again the world awake to their chores
But still they feel drowsy...
Every time I repose to this hometown
Am overwhelmed with an infant fancies
Leaves doze in the enchanted memories of last night
Kissed by the early haze of the day
It seems a hot day ahead with scorching heat
An usual vista of this season....
I always wonder..
What if we die on the bed under the comfort blanket in our sleep
Without even asking an adieu to our loved ones
The plans, meetings, incomplete books, unfulfilled desires, dreams of love.....

All turned out to be vain..

Man's life ends any second!
Hoping for a summer pour
I sat here with my books....

Apologize

Pardon me, Am moving away silently
It's an utterance of the broken soul
Crippled out of ruined life
I was chased into darkness
Transcended to react against my spirit
And triumphed the battle I fought until last second
Left behind the world I once lived
I conquered the perpetual reality...