O Honey the pearl of cloud nine! you
you make me immortal with ur love
I feel civilized for loving you.
All time prior to ur eyes had yet to be
All time after them went to pieces
dont pose me why I’m with you
I just want an escape from being backwater
to re-enter the time of after.
I want to stain from the state of thirst
To depart my backward desert life
to sit beneath the trees
And learn the names of flowers.
You with your enormous eyes! Your love
is tremendous, mystical n holy one
Like birth and death, your love is unrepeatable
I want to write different words for you
To originate a language for you alone
To fit the magnitude of your stiff
And the size of my love.
I want to travel away from the dictionary
And to depart my lips.
I am wearying of my mouth
I want a different one.
A mouth from which words can materialize
Like pearl from the sea,
Like white chicks jumping from the magician’s hat
Sweet split second, stay with me,
and pray do not flee so soon,
Let me enjoy the bliss of tha
first sight beneath the moon.
I wish to frame these feelings,
that has only just been found,
A feeling that has surprisingly
turned my world around.
Do not depart, Oh please remain
within my heart awhile,
So that I can appreciate you once more,
and hold you in my smile.
Snow white

A DAY IS NOT A DAY WITH OUT YOU

How’s the life take a blastic turn?

We have never ever thought since before.

It has become a mystery, what has happened,

That I would become a fickle with u like that!

For God sake do your justice, and make me pardon,

This will be your everlasting favor.

In the possession of your Lard!

I have handed over you all my life and heart,

And there is no brag in my saying.

By swear of my holy Lord!

The bending tears are scrolling my story,

Don’t get these humble tears only simple water.

The bolt of tears will be washed out,

And the colour of devotion will spade in it.

You will be with me, and never let you go free,

Brutality, arrogance and wrath

Will be the things of past.

                                            (ROYAL FALCON)

NEVER SAY GOOD BYE FOREVER

Else we will spaced out so far but!

The glint of our haunting memories

Will knock you at night,

As like stars glint in dark sky,

It will make you lost from yourself.

You will try to show off yourself the busiest one,

And try your best to flee from these memories.

That the endure has distorted,

It will gulp down all the memories

But it will never happen.

Somewhere in the cold endure of your heart!

Frozen memories will strike you

Like the windy waves of December!

Whenever you will think about these memories

Your eyes will turn into wavy sea….

Bottomless, endless and dismal be.

The Time will freeze up!

Everything seems wavy and strange.

Spaced out! No matter,

But kept one thing in mind,

Our sweet reminiscences will never let you go free.

                                                     (ROYAL FALCON)

Maneuver of Wolves

Once a pack of wolf started a freedom movement for the rights of goats. They shouted that the goats are being deprived of their due rights. They should get free from all their restrictions. And when the goats heard all this, then they decided to take an active part in this movement for their freedom. Then one of their old fellows came to know all this, she said; listen to me carefully; these are the wolf don’t be flatter by their golden dream,,,,  But the young goats did not pay any attention toward her. They rejected her views by saying this,,,,,,

‘’ Don’t be so foolish, those days have gone when you used to follow the limitations and restrictions. It’s a modern world,,,, so there is no use of your saying.’’

Now the world has been changed. No one can snatch the rights of other,,,,,,,,, In the fit anger they replied!_____ by the way wolves are no more harmful now, they have been turned into good. That’s why they have raised their voice in the favor of our due right. Don’t blame them anymore,,,,,,,,, We will fight for our freedom with wolves,,,,,,,, after getting our freedom we will enjoy lush green fields and enjoy our lives with full zeal and zest. Where there will be no restrictions and limitations. Then they started shouting ;

,,,,,, freedom ,,,,,,,,,,, freedom ,,,,,,,,,,, and freedom,,,,,

And they refused to take any food. then their condition becomes more critical. By seeing all this, the owner of the goat, let them go free,,,,,,, Now the goats were so much excited. they were jumping and dancing into the wood and were enjoying their lives,,,,,,,,,,,, Then suddenly a pack of wolves attacked them and now the goats were helpless and do nothing. In this way, they lost  their lives in the hands of starved wolves,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

‘’Mind cannot be changed by the place or time,

Mind its own place,

It can make a heaven of hell or a hell of heaven.’’

                                                                                                   (ROYAL FALCON)

BURNING WISHES

_______ Once a father said to his son, my dear son. Let me know one thing, which mom do you like the most ,,,,,,,,your step-mother or your real mother who spawn you,,,,, then the son replied with so innocent way, my new mother is true and my spawn mom was a fib ( liar). By hearing this his father get shocked and he asked the reason, why is it so???,,,,,,,,,, the one who give you birth is a fib and your stepmom is true,,,,,,,   then he replied! When I used to make some devilish act or any mischief, she used to say that I ‘ll not offer you a meal, stop doing that,,,,,,,,,, but I never paid any attention toward her. In spite of all this, she used to search for me throughout the village and offered me a meal with her own hand and she used to make me immortal with her kisses and love __________  Now my new mom! Use to say that if you don’t stop your mischief, I ‘ll not offer you, your meal. And by God! She has not offered me a single loaf from last three days. This is why my stepmother is true in her saying.,,,,,,,,,

Mother used to cry when her child kicked her in her abdomen.

Mom also used to cry, when her child fell down and got injured.

Mom also used to cry when her child was caught with bitter cold.

And mom also used to cry, when her child refused to take his meal.

Today! Mom also used to cry when her child didn’t offer her a meal,,,,,,

Don’t make your mom (mother) ever cry…

         I LOVE MY MOM (late)

UNWEEDED GARDEN

_____@_____

Who is gifted with the life?

Don’t have a tale of so nice.

Many are killed before they  have a start,

All feelings get buried in their heart.

Come they shout against the light,

No reality within their world of its height.

Many have tried to close their eyes,

Because when they open tend to realize.

Stereotypes are being so much idealized,

And I have seen this division on every side.

What has happened with this world?

Which is turning into back and white

We have a world with plastic shade,

Where men are bought with coined fate.

You think you are here, quite all on your own,

You are one of a billion, another sad clone.

Now the flam of fire have turned into gyre,

Filthy men are easy for the buyer.

Still, they are calling themselves men of God!

To put back His command to their end.

A mask of lies is getting to ride

Everymen are dooming with their pride.

We are riding on this train with our will,

As we have eager for dying thrill.

• The world is turning into a wild gyre,

Where men have burnt their morale into the fire.

Where Justice has become truly blind,

And his final piece is left unsigned.

She has vanished all his imputes,

And undisclosed, for now, she’s mute.

(ROYAL FALCON)

               FORGOTTEN KEY

Once there were three friends who decided to take a visit in abroad.  They tried their best and finally reached in abroad. After getting reached there they arranged a room in a hotel and this hotel was very large and consisted of 75 storeys. Unfortunately, they had got their room at 75 storey. There were hard and fast rules in the hotel,,,,,, such as,

1-The lift will be closed at 10 pm sharp.                                              

  2 - Everyone should be reached before 10 pm

 3-Latecomers will use stairs to reach their rooms

Fist day they enjoyed their lot by visiting a different place and made their day most colorful and memorable. And they reached their room on time without making any delay. Because they were mindful of the rules and regulation of the hotel. Second day, they used to enjoy the visit for a very long time ,,,,,,,,,,,but they had forgotten to manage their time to reach their hotel on the time___and when they reached at their hotel place, it was  getting too late and all the doors of lift were closed _____,they tried their best to open the doors of the lift but all in vain___now they were so scared that how to get reached their room______   Ohhhh dammed ______  we have no other way except  that using stairs to reach the room …. They decided to ascend the stairs by consulting that every one of us  use to tell a story  one by one at  reaching 25 storey ……then next  till 5o ,,,,,then next till 75_______                                         first friend said I’ll tell u some jokes and funny stories, so that you may enjoy yourself ____you ‘ll not get bored,,,, he used to tell his story  until they reached 25 storey ____     now it was the time of the second friend to tell his story ,,,,,,he said that I ‘ll tell true and reality based stories ,,,,,,  else you may  not enjoy my stories but you may feel the real essence of the life, in this way they  reached at 50 storey____   now it was the time of the third friend to tell a story, he said that I ‘ll tell you sad and pessimistic stories . so he started to tell his stories _____in this way they  ended their journey and now they were feeling so much tired _____the third  man by ending his story,,,said that the most sadistic  thing in my life is that we have forgotten our  room’s key  at the counter on the ground floor______by hearing this news  they got a big jerk and they became fainted                        

Hold your heart it is not the end of the story, this is not only a story it is a real example of our lives, as we have seen three stages in our story .first one is 25, the second one is 50 and the third one is 75. these are actually the stages of our lives ,as per count __First 25 years of our life we use to spend them with great zeal and zest,,,, and enjoy our life without any tension,,,,, free from limitations of this world___  Second 25  years (50 age)is a most critical period of our lives . we come under the limitations, by getting married, earning lively hood and trying to make the future of our children____  3^rd  25 years ( 75 old) it is a period of our awful life ,,day comes and goes  with new hurdles , ,,,,, sadness and disappointedness  becomes our destiny_____and when we reached at the doorstep of the death  then we realise that we have forgotten to bring the key  of the door of success ,,,,,,,

                                                                                                                           (ROYAL FALCON)

LIVING DEAD

____@_____

(POEM)

What thy bane have we gain??

In the tale of thy pain.

Shadow troops with gushing dire,

Under the gyre of this fire.

The labor of thy age,

Have gone thy waste.

Don’t make us marble,

With too much hurdle.

Nothing is   dare, have to bear,

That the doom has to be near.

My cheering days fly with air,

Stolen with thy age of twenty years.

Those golden slumbers on my bed,

Have turned down into red.

Those delights are to be shed,

Which were brighten thousand years ahead.

(pessimistic approach)

(Royal Falcon)

BLOODY SUN

_____’’_____

­­­­­(Satirical Poem)

Love motion in the air, with none to compare,

I travel fast and far longing it to be near.

Nothing is better than my butterflies’ wishes,

Beyond the season of heavens pure blesses.

A silver night upon a silver steed,

My entire wishes have to come ahead.

My life is like a diamond star,

That is rare in the world high so far.

Nothing is beyond with such my power,

Like summer warmth the world with it’s fierce.

Broken shards are now glittering jewels,

Hopes and wishes are getting their renewal.

Moonlight spread with its entire share,

Making for the perfect breath of freshy air.

Everything in me, with all its fairs,

With glittering eyes and golden hairs.

Sounds of symbols march the ground,

Searching to find missing heartbeat down.

My thrilling heart left with wonder,

Everything have to come in my under,

Bright and clear like the star with the night,

Pulled all my promises of so bright.

O! Bloody sun, why u have come with your shun,

You have broken all my gain with your fun.

I’m okay with my senses of their plights,

You have no need to come with your light.

O! Bloody sun, don’t make me so concern,

I’m okay with my invention.

(ROYAL FALCON)

________’’__________

FIRE FIGHTER

___@____

 ( POEM )

Why are you doing this, running your life?

With your batter and twisted rise.

Tell me not, in mournful number,

The soul will become dead, if u get slumber.

Life is not an empty dream__,

And things are not what they seem.

Many said that, this could not be done,

May be it could not, but he would be one.

He would never have said to be tired,

And always ready to play with fire.

He would have the courage like a lion,

He is such a man of such high on.

When thing are getting so much harder,

He could never give up and jump over the hurdles.

You would just embrace his pain,

He will be able to bring a fame.

How much pain he has gain in his fame,

World will never try to probe in his spane.

Their struggle is battling with their goal,

Like a falcon around his prey make a scroll.

They have kept one thing in mind,

That world is nothing without shine.

They have been rotten with the death,

But will keep their morale in with the depth.

They have aims so much high,

Like a falcon in the sky.

Throughout the night they fight with tears,

But they come with spoiling their fear.

They are unique along with their spell,

To bring the world out of its hell.

This reading will make you show,

Words have chosen with my bow.

(ROYAL FALCON)

MINIONS

__@__

 (POEM)

We are washed clean by the blood,         

And white faces turned into red.

The stone face of us has the gain,

Feelings and emotions are to be banned.

Icy breath, melting away with its spade,

Under the blade of it its fade.

From the beginning, the star of a people,

Have found their journey to vital fate.

The shadow of tear has widened in girth,

No one here is full of mirth.

Are we the men, alike with flies?

Have trodden in the hands of wanton boys.

The lane of the life have trapped into the wood,

The gloom of night has to be spread.

 When no beam of hope is going ahead,

Then the diverse fold of life come to lead.

Everyone seems to be waiting for a beam,

Like an owl in the wood, with his deem.

Darkness wipes us out like chalk on a blackboard,

This shade of life has made us tore.

When the doom has come to near,

A falcon perishes in the hand of sparrows.

THEME

• ( Clash between stiff and spirit )
• ( Negativity )

                                                              (ROYAL FALCON)