The brat firefly

Oh Lil firefly, don’t you shy

Like the greenery of forests, the gardener is "The One"

No tension, no thoughts, no regrets

The fiery fly fearlessly.

The fearless child of the omnipresent within

She flies intoxicated in the air of pride

She is blessed in the air of freedom

Beyond the clouds, beyond yonder valleys

The dirty 'she' in the dirty water swashing all around

She is adored, though she is abhorred

The darned girl is flying a lot

She is mad, she is a brat

Still she brings smile and winks

No control, no rules

All the fire with swaying wind

The heart flies with the wings

Wondering nothing, just nothing….

Fly Away

It happens many a times that I feel dejected and want to fly away from the present. Similar feelings are portrayed in the poetry below....

O bird’ soul fly high, fly away
Spread your wings to the other shores,
Nothing is left in this garden of mine except strife
Fly away to the new shores which springs new life.

There is neither a small twig nor a bud left
A mad storm of sadness,
Blew away all happiness from hither
Only thing left is the unheard swoon.

I shied away to sing the new songs of life
With you O’ my soul,
The songs were transformed into the tears
O’ soul fly away to the spring of new shores
For the hope floats there…….