Please make a little change.....

Dark circle,

Below your eyes,

Has two face of a coin,

Says!

One about your ignorance,

Other about your dedication,

 You are careless,

For health,

&

You are passionate,

For wealth,

As,

You are not aware,

About Work-Life balance,

Silently it takes you,

At the top of silence,

You & your success,

Alone,

With poor health,

Oh no!!!!!

Please make a little change,

Wake up with rising sun,

Dance with chirping bird,

Feel fresh with green leaf,

See the beauty of flowers,

And,

Sing your eternal song,

Dark will become bright,

Your face will glow with light,

Fragrance Of Your Smile.....

I don’t know,

The SARGAM,

But I play flute,

And melody came,

Sweetness blows,

Why?

I like it,

I lost in it,

Means,

If you don’t know the things,

Doesn’t mean you don’t know,

Yes simply,

It means,

You don’t know the rule,

Yes man made rule!

That’s why?

I am having problem,

To talk with you,

I don’t know,

The grammar to talk with a girl,

But,

As I am true,

Honest plain and clean,

I know the nature,

And its rhythm,

That’s why?

I am able to talk with your silence,

 And can trap silent flow of your emotions,

That’s why,

My poem has melody,

Tune rhythm,

 And fragrance of your smile,

  

You will feel yourself luckiest in the sky.....

Philosophy of colors,

And your choice,

Your dressing style,

And your life,

Says about you,

Silently with silence,

Difference of different,

Makes me amazed,

Stunning and vibrant,

As you supposed to be,

But not you are,

 Yellow, Red and Green,

You like the most,

But why than,

You looked like bore,

Energy and Art

Never have I seen,

Are you miser?

Locked your charm,

Comes with dullness,

Not with fitness,

Or you have fear,

Of any one,

And you enjoy when you’re alone,

Or you feel shy,

In open sky,

In front of me,

Hide your smile,

But color says about emptiness,

Don’t you know?

Suppressing yourself,

 Not good for your health,

By any means,

If you stop yourself,

You can’t be calm,

Any longer way,

Be burst yourself,

Not for me,

Not for others,

Only for yourself,

As your color,

Has magical power,

 Be with it,

Feel free,

And see the music,

It takes you high,

You will feel yourself luckiest in the sky.

Magic of The Tiny Moments.....

The tiny moments,

Passing second by second,

From morning to evening,

Looking for excuse,

To come across you,

Twice, thrice or more,

And no reason to ignore,

  As a traveler of treasure,

For peace and pleasure,

My steps knows,

The path of yours,

And no care of others,

With closed ears,

Only to see the beauty,

Only to listen the music,

Only to learn,

How silent teach,

How silence speaks,

And I found,

The pleasure inside me,

The music of moments,

Sings with my breath,

Nothing distract,

And I work with abstract,

Able to create fresh,

The price of tiny moments,

Reflect with my works,

Silently with silence,

I come across the success,

This is the blessing,

And

Magic of the tiny moments,

A Cup of Tea.....

A cup of tea,

Only an excuse,

 To come across you,

To see you,

To feel fresh,

Aroma of tea,

And your beauty,

Silently flows,

I can sense,

The micro waves,

On your face,

Lines and dimples,

Still but talkative eyes,

 Rosy appearance,

Light vibrancy,

Your presence,

Itself,

Silently with silence,

Invite me,

And I came across you,

With only an excuse,

For a cup of tea,

Your Sparking Eyes.....

Your sparking eyes,

Like diamond ring in the sky,

Day of total eclipse,

Hope in the dark,

Fear vanishes itself,

Smile comes again with light,

Silence of silent,

Only for a while,

Change in the nature,

It’s a beauty of design,

Soft silky red-black hair,

Like color of galaxy in night,

Night of full moon,

Imagination in light,

Dullness goes itself,

Joy comes again in pleasant light,

Your face is amazing,

Beauty of simplicity,

Speaks silently,

The rhythm of universe,

And is melody for us.

With Your Smile.....

It’s my nature,

To think for all,

With heart and soul,

Pray for all,

Without any reason,

And not for gain,

Learning is only my aim,

Silently with silence,

How you came?

Your beautiful shy smile,

Stopped me for a while,

Selflessly to appreciate you,

To make you happy,

I tried hard,

To tell you the truth,

How I admire?

Simplicity of your beauty,

And your smile,

Not any expectation,

Nor any desire,

Wrote these poems,

To make you fragrance,

To keep you smile,

But don’t know why?

You are still quite,

Not in singing,

Not in dance,

But hope,

At least once,

I would see you,

With such vibrant smile,

To keep in memory,

Could travel miles and mile,

To make others happy,

With your smile,

This Is Only A Funny Way To Learn.....

As a learner,

I have seen,

It’s difficult to learn,

If,

There is no output,

 Of your input,

Like!

If you are talking with a rock,

You must get an echo,

But if,

There is no echo,

What it says,

That must be a good absorber,

Thin wall of interface of silence,

With perforated tiny whole,

Like sponge!

Is it possible?

A sponge seems rock,

Only from far,

Oh Thanks God!

Similarly!

If you talk with someone,

Who is deep in silence?

You will get nothing,

But what if it will get saturated,

Silence will become vibrant,

And,

 If someone closed eye & ear,

You have to wait,

Means,

Either you speak

Or be silent,

I will dance,

I will sing,

To learn,

The beautiful design,

 Yes!

You and your silent smile,

But!

If history repeat itself,

If your third eye will open,

No! No!

Please!

Wait for a while,

Let me explain,

That was to make universe run,

This is only a funny way to learn.

A Bird In A Golden Cage.....

I was in hurry,

Way to my home,

In the earlier evening,

Light was alarming,

 Soon it will disappear,

Suddenly,

You alone,

Just ahead of me,

As usual,

With slow walk,

With ease towards Mall,

As expected,

I got energized,

Outburst with pleasure,

And a little nervous too,

I slowed down,

And decided,

I will not follow you,

But on the way,

I dialed my colleague,

He told me,

Be brave,

Golden moments invite you,

I stopped for a while,

And Entered into Mall,

 From its back,

Cautiously came to main gate,

And fond you

In front of a Vanity shop,

Only girls were there,

I felt awkward,

No, I will not talk,

But wow,

You look beautiful,

Looking colorful round bangle,

You picked so many,

Amazing to watch you,

You had no idea of my silence,

I was watching silently,

So you are so natural,

A girl with girl’s item,

Never seen you before like this,

In a office ever,

With jeans-T-shirt,

Without make-up,

Always in a pressure,

And with no feministic attitude,

I don’t know,

What inspired you? 

For colorful round bangle,

But one thing was clear,

A bird in a golden cage,

Was dreaming to fly high,

You are a beautiful painting.....

Truly,

You are a beautiful painting,

On the canvas of silence,

With brush of light,

God designed you at peace,

That’s why?

You have blessed with,

“Truth”

The meaning of your name,

 Me too,

A creative art,

Danced by God,

In the empty space of universe,

With sound of OM-SARGAM

That’s why?

Appeared with beauty,

And blessed with the fragrance,

“Lotus”

The meaning of my name,

But,

As ego-dark also exist,

In time frame of knowledge,

We know,

It’s almost impossible,

To keep beauty and truth together,

It exist,

 Only when,

“We” don’t exist.

(Meaning of your name in Serbian is Truth)