Accuracy

I want to be accurate, 

Like my God who always kept showering his blessings

I want to be accurate, 

Like the sun who never delays itself to rise

I want to be accurate, 

Like the Venus who never forgets to show up

I want to be accurate, 

Like the clouds that never fails to return rains

I want to be accurate, 

Like the rains that never hid its face from the earth

I want to be accurate, 

Like the earth that never stops to revolve and rotate

I want to be accurate, 

Like the stars that never forgets to scintillate 

I want to be accurate, 

Like my mother who never goes wrong in her prayers

I want to be accurate, 

Like my man who never gives his way to love me

I want to be accurate,

Like my eyelids that never ceases its blinks

I want to be accurate, 

Like my heart that always sanctifies my life fluid

I want to be accurate, 

Like myself who always kept thinking of you

The Pessimist

This morning was awesome for it bore a lot of excitements

With the best of light, the maiden ray wakened the dawn

Sun seemed to be beatifying with the desire to feed the planet

Though the campaign was dull, the breeze winged with loyalty

Flowers sought for delighting colour and aroma to charm the world

Flying Butterflies appeared as if they are committed to someone

Birds sang songs of wisdom and love with their mellifluent voices

Rivers basked their motility by sparing its water for the banks

Tides appealed with their love as they often paid visits to shores

Yet, I was scared whether I will be able to savour this beauty forever

Fear and despair dragged me back from being happy as always

I, the unfortunate, or unworthy still sit here and shed tears on fate

Bearing a poem

With these small words, I dreamt of making a river flow

A flow that will bring out all those delighting emotions

Those emotions got me cease for special moments

A kind of eternal lay off, that was drew up by honesty

Honesty being the focus of thoughts, I was out of docility 

Thoughts flowing out of my control, I was charmed

Charmed by the flow of words, that was whelming

I wrote the story of my soul in steady rhyming words

On ceasing the story of my soul, I named it as a poem

Proud to be a woman,

Proud to be a woman,

I called my mother as the universe

Proud to be a woman,

I named my teacher as knowledge

Proud to be a woman,

I christened my sister as dignity

Proud to be a woman,

I found my friend as desirable

Proud to be a woman,

I looked my daughter as veracity

Proud to be a woman,

I saw myself as the integrity

Happy Women's Day to all my friends

Me

Looking at the long flux of water,

I turned myself into water

Feeling the flames of fire on hands,

I made myself into fire

Sensing the soothing touch of wind,

I drew myself into air

Fantasying the blinking flash of light,

I illumine myself into light

Dreading the rolling wrap of dark,

I fixed myself into shadow

Shivering at the chilling drop of snow,

I built myself into snow

Relishing the solacing shade of love,

I grew myself into love

I know that I am not

It’s true; beauty forgot to be a part of my life,

Yet, I would call myself beautiful

It’s true; intelligence refused to befriend me,

Yet, I would call myself intelligent

It’s true; cleverness hasn't shown role on me,

Yet, I would call myself brilliant

It’s true; charm denied its share of joy to me

Yet, I would call myself sizzling

Its true; abundance hesitated with its deal for me

Yet, I would call myself rich

Its true; nature didn't resume my own bloodline

Yet, I would call myself fertile

An astonishing appearance

On an assay to recuperate from the expiration of the sun

I was looking at the horizon dreaming of impossibility

Nature seemed to be mystic with a lot of hidden facts

It asked me to wait till the next dawn for the impossible

The impossibility of a new life to the sun that expired

Death appeared like a small baby who cries at times

And returns itself with a smile on face within no time

As the thoughts swamped me to the realness of life

Your grin caught my eyes all of a sudden, oh Venus

You smiled from the place of an awful breakup, where

The sun uttered no words while leaving me all alone

Your appearance was like a consolation to recover

Recover from the pain of a horrible separation

Imparting your grimace to my weeping face of sorrow

You stood like the brighter entity of the universe

The sun already had a nice sent off and was not seen

The moon was yet to be seen somewhere around

As the sky grown darker and darker without blemish

You made yourself brighter and brighter

In growing darkness, you appeared like a symbol

A symbol of goodness among the world of badness

As I was about to lose myself on your smile,

A small breeze slowly touched on my face

As if it wants to tell that something is missing

Something that will make me brighter

Brighter than you oh dear Venus