source It is these ears that make noise And blame On tornadoes, earthquakes and musical instruments These ears are very clever They become numb many times It is these shoes that change their gait And blame

source I wanted to sow red, yellow and pink dreams Which I will pluck with you In those moments When all the dreams bloom And we, defeated by life Are in great need of it! I wanted to share every moment

source Say life, What is the message of today Which path is auspicious to take Which paths are blamed for inauspicious time? Which day is it today? Is it Monday or Saturday or Is it the reign of light?

source Your guidance proved where life exists and where it has been destroyed! Like a proverb you are living in me which I repeat time and again, or just like the women of the village sow the seeds while

source Tell me when did your childhood pass The mirror started laughing saying this, The black hair looked at itself Wrapped itself with silver threads! The silver threads asked Laughing at the wrinkle

source While increasing difficulties for you, I have created difficulties for myself While coming closer to you every moment, I have ended my closeness to life itself I am without any choice, and by my

source I am not a poet who can weave words together and create dreams I can create a world In poems and words, I cannot see My beloved in the moon The moon looks like a round circle I am not a poet Who

source Like every time, being cruel You went away again Leaving me to burn in my questions Those questions In search of the answers to which I had once become a river And wrapping the tears of separation

source Don't be angry, come back, there is still a matter left The night of union with the melody of love is yet to come My sweetheart! Open the knots of your fragrant hair with a smile The drop of nectar

source If I too had been spellbound by your beauty If I too had tasted the nectar of your lips If I too had slept under your cloud of hair If I too had become the eyeliner of your eyes If I too had composed

source I will climb on your sky becoming the moon I will love you with great joy all night. I will keep drinking the nectar of the Kadamba tree Let the loving flute be on the lips of the sweet ones Leaving

source The owner of divine beauty looks good! A playful lotus adorned with dark tresses. These lips covered with the redness of shyness Look like a moon-shaped water fall And the dancing feet of laughter

[source][ We kept on singing the auspicious songs of non-violence, But you did not leave the path of violence! How many lamps have been extinguished, How many of us have lost our paths! Seeing the continuous

source Your presence for me is exactly like, the flickering light of a firefly for a traveler, lost in the jungle on a dark night, like the fine drops of a white waterfall falling, from a distance on a

source Just as the process is bigger than the result The path is bigger than the destination Similarly, desire is more valuable than union I called for coolness to get relief from heat And a playful wave

source A girl, looking at the drops from the window, By the time she reached the roof to get drenched The rain had stopped Only the wet roof was left to caress her feet The wind falling on her face had

source The moon flower bloomed in the pool of the sky The cold wind of pain drowned in the moisture of grief, I swear by the struggle, the earth is bored, Drinks the fragrance of breath with the color

source The story of life remained untold, Days kept passing, breath kept going on! What is the meaning? Words remained unsaid, Those which were pulled from the treasury remained stretched, Pain turned

source The weather has changed a bit Everything is there, We are not there No one else should understand Who we are I try to cover this up With my worries With a misconception I leave for office On the

source Many times I hide from my loved ones I hide, I smile When a puzzle is solved Or someone upset accepts me as mine I smile When someone close to me wins Or someone I love I smile I don't measure happiness