Untilted

I imagine a world, out of this world,
Where I can see new things,
Where the donkey will bray in a musical tone,
Where even the crow can sing.

Where the birds shall swim in waters so clear,
They reflect the stars above,
Where day shall take the place of night,
To the rat, the lion shall bow.

The fish can walk or fly up high, but,
They don't prey on the birds,
'cause all the fights and quarrels et al,
Are settled through kind words.

Musical instruments in the air make
Everything sound so sweet,
And peace abounds because they use the
Language of love to greet.

Promise

Suppose that you stop talking,
To me some day my friend,
In spite of the promise,
That our friendship will never end.

Maybe you have decided,
To travel the journey alone,
Making new friends for yourself,
Now that you have grown.

You may then not want me,
You may then scold me foul,
You may utter such words,
That shame the wise old owl.

Despite this when time comes,
When you face a storm unkind,
When all the friends you just made,
Take shelter leaving you behind,

It'll perplex you to notice,
That you'll still sail safely through,
For I'll still keep my promise,
Without needing an effort from you.

Money

You walk down the street,
A kid just smiles at you,
The sight of it makes your day,
So, do you pay him too?

Answer this question and I'll have,
A thousand more to ask,
Because friends don't get paid,
For every single task.

I help you when you need it,
Expecting nothing in return,
But you have mocked my feelings,
By handing me money for what I've done.

Maybe you must understand that,
Its not about settling scores,
For, to repay a friend there are,
A million ways and more.

In Each Other's Arms (Subramanya Bharathi)

Thou to me the flowing Light
And I to thee discerning sight;
Honied blossom thou to me,
Bee enchanted I to thee;
O Heavenly Lamp with shining ray,
O Krishna,Love,O nectar-spray
With falt'ring tongue and words that pant
Thy glories here I strive to chant

Thou to me the harp of gold
And I to thee the finger bold;
Necklace shining thou to me
New-set diamond I to thee;
O mighty queen with splendour rife
O Krishna,Love,O well of life,
Thine eyes do shed their light on all
Wherev'r turn,their beams do fall

Rain that singeth thou to me;
Peacock dancing I to thee;
Thou to me the juice of grape
And I to thee the cup agape;
O spotless Beauty,Krishna bright,
Perennial fount of deep delight,
O Love,thy face hath grace divine
For there the deathless Truth doth shine

Silver moonlight thou to me,
Exulting Ocean I to thee,
Thou the basic harmony
And I the song that moveth free;
Dear as eyesight,Krishna,mine,
O Massed-up,sweet,immortal wine
Unceasing yearns my mind to scan
Thy endless charm,but never can

Inlaid perfume thou to me,
Petalled blossom I to thee,
Thou to me the Inner Thought
And I to thee the word it wrought;
O honeyed Hope,O Krishna fair,
O Joy,O'er flowing everywhere,
O Star of love,do teach me,pray,
To sing thy praise in fitting lay

Deep Attraction thou to me
Living magnet I to thee,
Thou to me the Veda pure
And I to thee the Knowledge sure;
Voice vibrant of the world's desire
O Krishna Love all-quickening fire,
In utter stillness here i see
Thy face that yieldeth ecstasy

As life to Pulse and gold to rings,
As star to planet,soul to things,
So Krishna,Love,art thou to me;
Thou,the force,I Victory
And all the joys of Heaven and Earth
In thee,O Krishna,have their birth
Ethereal glory,endless Might
O Heart of Mine,O Light,O Light!

DILEMMA

Tigers down in their might,
Is it not man's proclaimed right,
To pluck the flower he just so loved,

To clean himself n filthy the lake,
To kill them all while he is awake,
Staring down the pit as they are shoved?

And all who want to share with him,
Must play the game all by his whim,
For he shall always want to win.

Justifying the action by the fact,
That he played with a bit of tact,
Insuring his species is not a sin.

Then what is this conservation et al?
Laughing at someone just after a fall,
Make up his mind he must and choose.

A dilemma it is- to save or to sieve,
A simple answer is- do what you believe
Just two options exist- you win or you lose.

NO NAME

When people lose trust,
In friends they trusted before,
When they just wake up,
And refuse to listen anymore,

What can he do more
Than trying to apologise,
Or correcting his mistake,
Without saying a single lie?

It is she who must believe,
That his deeds aren't just for show,
But when Trust has flown away,
The Friendship shall soon follow.