Fields of yellow lilting  blossoms,

delicate , lively life in twinkles,

in the open vibrant atmosphere,

respiring breathing the pure oxygen!!!


Wonder what they would have felt,

if had grown in midst of a city,

noise,fumes,mobs deteriorating..

poor ones would have dried in  a minute…


Lucky they are… to be in the expanse,

Faraway from the lifeless romance,

under the blue skies of abundance,

drenching in the showers of graceful reverberance…


Spreading the innocent  beauty profound,

they love swaying and dancing on the ground,

freely, swinging with the breeze,

gazing and smiling at  everyone around…


Rich beautiful flowers 

every petal  blushes and grins,

the mesmerizing mustard fields of my land…

Fascinate and immerse  every soul that walks across…

these golden bands…














Standing amidst the moving crowd of faces and shadows,

the tall elegant composed persona ,

motionless, stationary,

watching every move of the glamorous and destitute world….


Multitudinous dreams brushing past,

stored and hidden in cores of the heart,

countless figures traversing the path,

which always gets busy or lost…


Life with reflections of  dissimilar  contrasts,

Births of innocent vibes,

deaths of fallen broken ideas,

living of stagnant outlooks,

languishing for a glimpse of true psyche …


The static one sheds a tear,

smiles for a while,

standing amidst the life divine…imploring

the souls walking beside…

to be alive…


Unlike itself,who cannot move,

stuck to the ground for years,

The statue of  a noble Zeus,

cries and weeps for everyone…