Shiva write's .

The wish. Rising in the morning sun near about 9o clocked . Stiffness feeling when she had knocked" Tired out of works and hungry so felt, Danced around my bed ,when my mom potato pelt. Exhausted by time and body so tempered . Feeling about my one day but not hampered. Cleverness of mine fleeted me down. Wax melted so far as i thrown my crown. But not too long, but too coarse. At least it shown me certain force. Wake fields were grown , And trees were drawn. Time was passing and pain was on, Really a feeling was there when it will be gone. Medicines were keen and pinching me a lot, Thinking of my future life story but didn't get any plot. At last . My obstination had lost and i grew pale. Brine in all my eyes as it was in sale! Fields were descended and places had crowded. As so results i had shouted. Shillings for mirinda ,floated like water. Nisanthropes now paid attention to the only  daughter. After a walk of four days of mine with my shelters. Wa...

Pity moons light. The sun awakes,makes the day born, Shines upward high above the sky, Clashes with the nature and says moon hi. All gets warmed and does not get relief. It was too tough for the moon to believe.. Times comes when the moon is at the mast, Moon thinks,how rude it was never been there in the past. Leafs and lives get dried, All the animals and trees almost feels fried... Evening comes and the sun moves west and wry, Nature feels shy and goes on to cry.. There the Pity moon's came,and Make the nature with her lit claim. Sun bless us for the food , But he is too rude............. Whereas the pity moon is so kind, Her moon light makes us so shine! Nature says the moon, You are In front of us is a boon. You are faith in despair, And with hope to heel and repair.....! Moon your light is calm,quiet and pity! In the dark night of ghosts where the nature feels guilty...             ...

A personified  verse with the reality of drowning samaj rules which has conducted and destroyed generations in india .                     SAMAJ. Shuruwat hui, maine janm liya . Samaya ki iss ret ne mujhpe daag lagaye. Mai maila hua mera aastitwa khatre mai hai. Ye kuritiya mere anmol bhavo ko samajh nahi saki, Mujhe isne maar diya ,mujhpe aisa waar kia. Mai samaj hu, sama kar sabko maine ek kia . Chhma nahi karunga isne mera majak uudaya . Mahabharat bhi mujhko jhutla chuki hai, Ram ne bhi sita mata ko chhod diya. Kya hai ye, iss naye jamane mai, Hai ye mera astitwa sacchai hai ye, Sab jante hai, sab dekhte hai par kisine mujhe saaf nahi kia. Betuki hai ye kavita ,kyu ki isme mai hu . Likhne wale ke hatho koi mulya aadhar nahi tha . Meri vyakhya karna , soch lijiye kisi pe sawar na tha. Sab darte hai ki, mera aansh unka samaj , uunhe meri tariff pe jhulmm na de de...