SELFIE

SELFIE

SELFIE

(This poem is dedicated to the International Poetry Fest, held at JKC college, Guntur, AP, India, organized by Dr. Gopichand Paruchuri & Dr. Nagasuseela Panchumarthi of JKC college GUNTUR)

Selfie, you build an image perceptible to own.

You keep your image with others’ faces those enter there.

A group of actors takes center stage, being comfort in acting form.

Like others, for you, in rotation, mind’s eye rides on eyes’ delight.

 

Phone-monitor, your fairy finger relives picture of the acting jerk,

You have captured the picture view beneath the array of flying lights,

For the moment your vision averts photo’s eyes, directed miles away.

You are so mused in compiling elegant scene, refined reactions.

 

Smile is corridor of capturing love,

Photo-shoot, tap picture button on phone and explore the decency.

You take a picture from live presentation, image of love.

All are blown to take pictures of an event to stare at its luminous presence.

 

She feels urge to capture a favorite object, to reveal its mirror-expanses.

Good choice, everyone visible with tides of their smiles.

Hearing voice of a disciple, the professor welcomes the gem.

Holding the snap with care, she sets eyes responsive to audience.

 

Lifted up, trying to build better, her eyes bring back pictures to life,

No matter even if mountain comes, to snap a picture is matter of creativity,

Golden bracelets, engagement ring, earring join with eyes to take a shot,

Expert’s impression to have a beautiful picture, no profit claimed.

 

She is too eager for a picture of her beloved one on dais,

All to bear beautiful construction while taking photos of main stream,

Dais is for peace, she takes a photo of a warrior for peace.

Sublime is its sign of his feeling for a picture of a domain speaker. .

 

Mobile phone photography is a window; a beautiful hand makes it wonderful.

 

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SUNRISE

SUNRISE

So many years, that it happens for sixty eight years,

Every day, the sun fills the earth with light,

Never knowing it is its surprise, as I see it in my life,

One eye ball, filling the otherness on the earth,

Intended even more time since birth of the sun,

I realize it, re-invented it, like others through time,

 

Light,

The earth,

Dark,

Light,

The earth,

Dark,

Light,

 

I live in a strange place,

 

The earth,

The cycle,

The BIG BANG,

 

The day was 18th September, 2018, Tuesday,

The truth comes just before I am moving in train,

To reach Hyderabad, with purposed, re-purposed,

A divine, an orbit to know the knowledge, as I move,

 

Language, words, universe move in accordance with time.

 

 

PRAYER FOR HAPPY BENGALI NEW YEAR 1425

BENGALI NEW YEAR 1425 2

Last day, he did not find any flower,

Green sprouted leaves from a sal tree

Nor did he get flowers and newly

Grown leaves from a mahua tree,

To worship in his house for wellness,

Happiness to his wife and family.

Picture of his living place has changed.

He couldn’t let away the day of

Chaitra Sankranti captive of

Non availability of those items,

And, instead he arranged for other

Ways to collect puja items,

What he could purchase from Big Bazar

And collected flowers available in his garden.

 

This day he has to arrange fish

And mangoes for launch to

Observe Bengali New Year Day

On 15.08.2018, Poila Baisakh,

i.e. 1st Baisakh, in the year, 1425.

This day, he will take holy bath

And pray for all to be nice,

And be happy through the year,

He will pray to God to keep

All people to live in peace,

No one needs to move for earning

And dwelling by hardship,

Caused by uneven pathway

Of allocations or otherwise, and

Even if such happens by the way,

He will pray to God for arranging

A peaceful way to draw a curtain

To close such ill apartments.

He thinks every land is forefathers’

Equally relevant to live peacefully,

And there exists one and only one

Supreme power, the only source

From where everyone comes upon this earth.

THE WONDERFUL SUN

THE WONDERFUL SUN

Coming out from city life, being

Torn with toss-and-gain-grip,

Everyone haunted with life real,

With war and fear in mind, we stood

On the beach, with hope to have

Fresh respiration, no phone calls,

No daily pasting of photos, no data,

We found the sun, as if it is born to act,

And it makes us think of self and to

Realize we’re not thrown into dissolution,

And it ferries life cycle, but we are living

Aided by desire, ready to work for own share,

For benefit, with power and scroll of toasted words,

We are living for gaining or acquiring

Elephantine chambers with home

Where knowledge has no speech

And people gather for getting chance of

Favors of power and attaining decrees

On material acquisitions, and perquisites.

We’re mesmerized with allusion.

Who is the leader of our mind?

Can we leave this battle zone?

Standing on this space and time,

We want change in belief, in

The reflected sunrays on the waters,

Those hold true qualities of living,

It is thought that water is free

With an identity for soothing of all burns,

And to honor our relieved mind from pains

Of gain, relieved from bargaining of wealth,

We learn first charity to be given to people,

And fathom worth and grace of life, and

The sun reflects its nobility with no weapons

In the vastness of the sea, profoundly.

 

 

 

INSPIRATION BY THE WONDERFUL SUN

RESOLUTION OF THE NEW YEAR 2018 8

Coming out from country life,

Tanned with toss and gain grip

Bringing war and fear on the beach

We find the sun, on morning wall,

Everyone remembers dissolution,

That ferries life cycle, as if

We are living in jungle, with home

That has no power to reflect truth,

We’re mesmerized with allusion,

And we want change in belief, in

The reflected sunrays on the waters,

That holds true quality of living,

It is thought that water is free

With an identity for soothing all burns

That we acquire while we travel in country,

And the sea imprints its vastness, profoundly.