Three at a Go

 Frenzy of Peacock

Among hills and hillocks

The winds pause to push hammocks

In a nearby village where aplenty love blooms

In a frenzy a peacock spreads its pumes

Standing wheat in fields tilt to please

A heartful farmer's wife waits for the day to seize

Unheard tales of war elsewhere

In a village lost unto itself flare

In rapt attention children still listen to fairytales

And whole day farmer draws out water in pails

To the village of love and sincerity

Little gifts are wrapped in austerity. 

Love is the Will and Way

Love is the will and that's the way

With obstacles that our minds weigh

Desires and destinations like light and shadows

We wait for the imaginary permission to the World in meadows

Whether you want or not you'll collide

You stick to lover's path, onto unknown paths you slide

Then the imaginations take the better of you

Where rule conjectures and assumptions follow you

The answer to destination lies in faith

You'll try it till you exhaust the attempts or the myth

With nomaps into a thick jungles

You look for the way you finally bungle

Because you're your own God

You're your own music and lyrics

         To be more Alive

IIn the Wordsmitten world I look for the reality

A reality has no scale no class no category but reality

The defenceless grass blades are no less than the stars

In the silent countryside butterflies play a thousand guitars

I see the natural wonders because I look for them

While digging for sunrise wonders I meet the dusty gems

Like an awestruck  I hold them in my heart

Away from the centuries of boredom with a dripping tart

On the seemingly uncharted paths dozens of wonders overwhelm

Between the daybreak these meet me in the silent sea bosom

My seeing eyes are jolted by the distinct smells

While I try holding my lingering gaze my eyes swell