Insight

From living in rented house, To decorating your own home, Form airing your grouse, To all the cites you roam, From trying out different dishes, To making some one wishes, Tasks that are simple all alone, But together the monotone is gone. From silent screams, To realizing your dreams, From painful precipitation, To graceful appreciation, From feeding the downtroden will, To bow to humble and patient skill, A journey stared as two sides of the waterway, Now create ripples together in a placid bay. Each being has a set of likes and dislikes, Together time blunted the harsh spikes, Each soul has a unique goal, Years later there are stories to be told, Each had friends that sat around in circle, Now chatter among other that fit dual cubicle, I became we, in way all could see,  In each other's company time and mind runs free.

 Towering over the intermittent green, Aiming for the first to be seen,  A direct chat with the universal force, Taking in petal-fu l l' s of light source, For a fulfi l ling day, On the last Saturday of sun filled May.

A road that never ends,  Like vibes that next bends,  Lines lush trees,  Where colourful idea originates for free, Fertile lands that yield bounty, Seeping care and happiness in plenty, All along the highs and lows,  For mind, body and soul.

  A rose with colours of sulphur, With tips of fury amber,  Some climb up the wall,  Yet other dwarfs, not too tall,  Be a hybrid tea's created in France, Or a grandiflora in Kansas ranch, A few sprinkles of the sun in Paraguay,  Then again there are yellow English roses growing the west Asian way, Pleasing Teasing Georgia's talk to the sun to thrive,  Grumpy Graham Thomas roses need fertile soil to survive, All in all these, Hemispherica's spread cheery vibes,  The best gift for happy disposition types.

A path so alone,  Worthy of friends forgone,  A lush canopy,  Almost like entropy,  A silence that welcome, To mind wanting a new tune to hum,  A step towards the green beckoning, A hope of a new happening,  A long walk winding, For conscious that's fighting,  Almost forcing a compromise,  But continue and dream will realise. 

  A still dark lake, An inner agony too much to take, Surrounded by black mountains, The mind eroding a dark boulder,  Pines that are stand in a line, Hope and help surround to ensure, all fine, Rocks held together by runners and weeds, Like good deeds,  All seeing blue eyes, Eyes judging your every action, White holes on midnight sheet left to dry, As a rare as opportunities warranting a reaction,  Even a quiet scene, Relates to thoughts unseen.

 A rose with colours in every shade, Like life's emotional cascade!, Red for anxiety about the future, Amber for energy of positive nature,  Green for jealousy for others good fortune, Black as mystery of dark side of the moon,  Blue for trusty the inner confidence,  Yellow for fond remembrance,  Purple for steadfast ambition., Violet for creative imagination, Orange for determination in abundance, Burgundy for the power over others to influence, Beyond this worthiness are engraved,  That's how life's threads are braid.

 See your worries fly,  Far into the unknown sky,  Imagine your self in paradise,  Away from the worldly vice,  Realize the power of mind's drive,  And you shall achieve.

Sunday is for solitude,  To mellow down one's attitude,  To Bow down with gratitude,  To steel mind with fortitude.  Through the golden portal,  Starts another week for the mortal, Each one walking along with eyes in clouds,  And feet on the vast seas.

  A garden with a personality,  Like a lady seated silently,  Straw hat on a white chair,  Pink ribbon for added fanfare,  Green top with sparkling petals,  A violet sash around petite middle, A long printed skirt,  Pink and bright with a graceful girth,  Covering  the grass green toes, Draping over the natural grows,  Arms covered salmon coloured pleats, On the odd little mutt waiting for a treat, Reading a classic book,  In a garden's quite nook.

Resident of seven hills,  Lord of mindful wills,  Keeper of humanity,  Protector of sanity,  Punisher of all evil, Pulverize of any devil, Giver of living beings' health,  Preserver of all kinds of wealth, Soother of the angry,  Feeder for the hungry,  Venkateshwara in me,  Lakshmi mother beside thee.

Mornings are good with a smile,  With a hint of a curve,  Can walk a mile, For kinesis of your nerve,  Sitting among the green, Oh!  Taking in air clean, Give up the look so glum, Maybe there is a tune to hum,  Give it a try, Only then do you begin, To beat the mundane, And know how far you can fly.

Tête-à-tête of two friends, Meet to make amends, Sitting on a footbridge,  Exchanging words unabridged,  Where stream turns, The tall crops twirls,  Where only coconut can listen in, And secrets get scattered in the wind.

 Last one standing,  Barely alive and waiting,  For sun to peep through tree trunk,  To thaw the snow where roots are sunk, Soon florescent sprinklers appear on white,  Spring winning the seasonal fight.

 Nestled in the arches,  Around the mountain's narrow passes,  A ranch built with care,  A inn with a view to stare,  Vast stretched of meadow, Green, yellow making one mellow,  A view that creates many imaginary cases, Enough to fill writer’s numerous pages.

बुराई के भक्षक,  राम के सप्प्रिय,  मन मे सब को लिए,  मानव की सुरक्षा करने,  रुक गए धरती पर रहने। हनुमान जी का नाम लेकर,  डर को बाहर भगाकर,  चंतन पर ध्यान कीजिये,  शांति का अनुभव कीजिये।

  Marigold so bold, A butterfly's pot of gold, Vision of perfection, In God's own creation.   Pure delight, A magnificent sight, Each petal in order, Everyone with a deep border.   At par with the rising sun, Competing for morning glow, Creeping in slow, For cheerful day to begin.   See purity of work in action, An event full of repetition, Teaches an altruistic lesson, Done without any expectation.

When lava meets ocean spaces, Life emerges from the ashes, Steam rises to hinder vision, Clouds bond with inhibition, Giving time for new creations, For blooms to have lofty ambitions, From the cliff's precipice, A tree that flowers pink blushes, Reaching for the infinite, Roots safe planted on the finite.

 Giver of wealth,  Give me enough to hold my head with strength, Provider of protection, Canopy over me to ward off starvation, Distributer of good fortune, Such that I help myself night or noon, Provisioner of all beauty, Balance by outward knowledge with inner pretty, Caterer of all powerful abilities, Sheath my self esteem with capabilities, Oh! Goddess Lakshmi, Help transform by dreams into reality.

Shade from the scorching sun, That distributes heat for fun, Helter-skelter run many a contour, Shelter in different proportion.   The tall palm, Gives stripes of cool and calm, Fanned leaves that dance, To the winds rhythmic prance.   The leaves that collectively weep, Gather near the trunk for a welcome sleep, The bulk of the green droop, Making the shadow dark and deep.   The wide canopy of the evergreen, Even heat find it tough to be seen, Under such a dense umbrella of broad verdure, The tint of the sun's gaze is somber.   A solitary man-made cross-hatch, Fills the concrete patch, Competing to provide adequate tint, Succeeding in blocking out the glint.   Together man and nature, Survive and nurture each other, A shadow screen to the weary to rest, A casted cover that push achievers to test.