I Am Looking for You Again

It was my board examination; I reached at school gate.

I was nervous and trying not to be fazed.

Found most of my mates with their father,

Suddenly, the queasy feeling changed in to somber.

I was catching the words while passing from the notice board;

“To do and not to do” - they were advising to their wards.

Trying to pay heed simultaneously diverting my mind,

Looked at my watch and caught the correct time.

The bell rang and I was in the corridor;  
Started looking for my hall on each floor.

Dealing with that disheartened feeling, I stepped in the room.

Penned down my roll number with trembling hand.

Exams were over and the result got declared,

I was looking for you to share some words.

Years passed and I completed my degree.

With innumerable talks and news, we were alone many time.

Now it was an interview and I stepped out with the same anxiety,

Got my first job and rushed towards my bike.

On the way, I had so many things in my mind;

Uttered everything in front of mum, Again I missed you; it was also your right.

Bad! The day was same, when the god cast his greedy eyes upon us and took you away.

With the mixed emotions and I moved on again.

I am looking for you again with innumerable talks and news. 

A Cup of Tea

Whether attended a tedious meeting or after a long tiring journey,
Returned from the office or just ended up an urgent document,
Had any hot discussion or enjoyed the first rain,
Met someone after long time or completed any chore,
Mystified in a query or gratified from a feedback,
Suffering from cold or gossiping with friends,
A Cup of Tea- its mellow taste and aroma would accompany all.
It can add flavor between two friends’ chat,
Can contribute an effective conclusion to the document.
Succor in the hard time,
Yes! The delicious taste would release the stress taking your mood at prime.
Just tilt the cup to the mouth and have a sip
It would take you far from all dins.
Indeed, a samosa would be a compliment
I have experienced, so you too have.

Early Morning Sleep

Cool weather, warm bed, clock stuck five;
No bad dreams and worries dwelling on unconscious mind.
Curtain drifting over the face; Wind coming from the windowpane.
Suddenly the alarm rang; it’s time to rise again.
Oh! The bitter sound and an indolent move to turn off the alarm.

Sleepy-eyed and dropping eyelids, a lethargic step putting down the bed;
Reached the sofa and pillowing again.
Experienced pleasant, comfort cushion and logs Z’s once again.
Its doorbell turn now and my sleep disappeared;
Finally awaken, leaving the sweet early morning sleep.

Monsoon Arrived

Bright and sunny days with scorching heat; coolers & AC all conked out.
And the muggy evening taking the breath out.
Shower and swim not giving relief,
Now the sweating weather making me weak.

Standing in the balcony in hope of fresh air
Exhausted and fired look, everybody wear.
The tin shed roof of some market shops,
Had kindled, if few more sun beams would have tumble on.

Unexpectedly, sensed the earthy smell and cool breeze
Eventually, it rained bringing in please.
Heavy sky making the roads wet,
Within a minute everything looks refreshed.

Clattering sound of the drops mixed with thunder
Reminding the school rhyme “I hear Thunder”.
Tired people, last seen, furiously wiping their sweat
Now, enjoying the water dropping from their threads.
Cool shower slapping on the face,
Rain water on the glass door appearing as drape.