Mr & Mrs bunny 1

This is my 1st tryst with Mr and Mrs bunny & I know I failed miserably (as this poem is not even completed..) but I hope one day Mr & Mrs Bunny sequel will make sense, and I'll keep on trying .. :)

Early one morning, Mr White bunny

called his wife and said - listen honey!

Its been ages since we had a vacation,

So lets plan someth for this holiday session..
Hesitantly Mrs bunny expressed her long desire,

to go to a bar and have coke on fire.

She pleaded to her husband, I want to have some fun

let me try and taste the things atleast once..
Tired, Mr white bunny had no other option,

so reluctantly he agreed,

That evening they went to a well known pub,

Mrs bunny was glittering with excitement, but Mr bunny just wore a snub.

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Miracle of Faith

In a grove , a rose plant,
devoid of buds & flowers
devoured the ecstasy of other plants..
who were showered to the hilt by flowers..
seeing them exuberant,
and himself as javel,
It felt melancholy
& sterilised within itself..
Seeing its situation,
a nearby plant responded..
Dear! transcend your mind
if u wish to rejuvenate..
Look within yourself
everyth is there..
Leave the provocative world
& maintain your poise..
Keep your confidence strong
& then its your choice..

Following the exhort,
he concentrated inside
& next day there were 2 tiny buds
adoring his havel shining bright :)

She

A twinkle of light, in her heart
& desire to compensate every dearth.

She in her morning bed,
feels a sweet spike,
Realises, her heart is pumping
even faster than a bike!

She wants to sing, she wants to dance,
wants to be free and amble in a ranch..

Sitting secluded in her room,
she feels someone is close behind.
Watching her intently & with love,
She turns, startled! but couldn't find ..

Sometimes she blushes & then,
sometimes she seems so wary.
Sometimes she touches the air,
Tenderly like a flower that can dry.

Whats happening to me ,
she thinks,Am I becoming a maniac or what??
But her heart consoles her that,
Its nothing but sweet 16's wraith :)

Trust In Him

When you feel low and secluded,
and there's nobody, on your side.
When you condole on misfortune,
and heaps of troubles go high.
Trust In Him!!!

When your efforts prove deterrent,
and there's dearth of love in life,
You wish to have a friend to pat,
But can't find ,even for a while.
Trust In Him!!!

When pains emanate on their own,
and life seems to be devoid of dreams.
Take evasive action against people,
and turn for his golden beam.

He was there by your side,
when you were asking people for help.
Waiting for a moment when you will,
surrender silently in his lap.

He is full of love and life,
and is the father of every being,
The situations created are to test you,
so just relish them like a scene.

"Prayer"

(Written on July 2006)


Being exhausted, I went there,
Abode of lord, known as Temple.
so many people, so much noise,
but I ignored and walked inside.
Infront of the Lord, with hands crossed,
I asked him, “whether there's any person who is here for yours sake?
Who has nothing to do with his laurels and bread?
I find this place filled with persons crying for dearth,
& some who are here for mere desires and wealth.”
inside me, Lord smiled & indicated a nearby site.
I went there and saw,
A ten year girl, was praying.
With closed eyes, I too joined,
and could feel her feelings hear the echo of her words,
& became a part of her dealings.
She was praying, “Oh! Lord, you are my best friend.
May I only love you and hold your hand.
Help me, to consecrate myself for you.
bless me, so that, I can wash down aversion.
& make myself more relent & filled with passion.
Give me power to wipe the tears of needy,
& aplomb to conquer mind, the greedy.”

With my whole heart I blessed that child.
who appeared like a breeze, that is cold and mild.
An infantile smile was playing on her cheek,
As I myself bowed down to touch her feet.

My 1st poem..." Why???"

(written in March 2005)

Dear Lord!
What am i?
Whether this body, mind or soul?
If this body, why after death it smells foul?
If the mind then why, it keeps on shuffling,
on mundane relations, seeking for love and caring?
Why this futile search of new relations,
even after knowing that they all act as boundation?
Why we kneel down so easily before baits,
and not even realize that, these are for few dates?
Why don't we try to oblivate this world,
& shed away all doubts and walk opposite to herd?