Sunday, December 14, 2008


Standing at a cool lonely bight,
It seems me an adorned wight,
Which always prove itself right,
And survives the darkened fight.

Orchard of scattered stars' light,
Flowing as diminishing and bright,
Unique are those vast delight,
Who come in the cozy twilight.

No word is left with me to dight,
Presented by it a beautiful sight,
Thus hold strong grip very tight,
& in the end comes always might.

Anupam fortunate to welcome night,
B'coz it always pave way for light.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

all dreams come true

You are like morning,
and as cool as dew.
many will not tell you,
so dare will few..
Niceties are embedded ,
in body like you .
young and child all alike,
will greet as a que..
Freshness on face,
let it be life's cue.
always live with grace,
why cry and hue ..
Yet offered small things,
great ones are due.
with anupam wishes in life,
all dreams come true ..

Friday, October 3, 2008


the poems in world are designed for a gift;
  treasures in world---words are a thrift.
  pleasures in world-not derived from rift.
  i & you in world have arrived from drift.
opposites attract each other -how it is a rift.