The golden feathers of a bird in the spring sunshine glittered, Oh’ upon her soft feathers wind glided, Alone she rested and in thoughts maybe, About the flight when summer warmth in air dance, And in the cold morning of the fall fly, Through the falling leaves low, The ones once were green and large and gave, Shelter and cover from mother nature’s wrath. Then about the migration paths to find, Leaving the howling winds and the piercing frost, When to the southern thin and warm air fly, But nothing down south can comfort, Like the big green leaf’s touch, When the piercing sun rays of the late summer noon binds, When rain down comes and upon the leaf and splash, And under it when with soaked feathers sit, With nudging little ones for cover squeaking, Yet another season unfolding, Yet another set of events to come, So much dynamism, So much fascination, Yet, results of events and actions, Same as gone by days.
There are confusions all around. Here is a pledge I took, I will never work for another stupid Indian IT company. They are stupid, fraud, and will betray you beyond every imagination of yours. If I am going to explain this here it may take forever and fill this site. But here is my warning to all of you. If the employer is of Indian origin, don’t work. My countrymen are crooked and fraud. I curse myself for being born in India… Period. Said all that.. I am fine, very fine…. hope everyone is fine out there, hope none got caught in those violent storms in the Midwest. My prayers are for all those who got hit.
Here is a poem, I just finished… if there are any flaws you see in this one… this is what you should do … keep it in your mind and leave it next time you go peeing. Hehehe
Enjoy
The Wind Stopper.
Oh’ to the cold morning winds I said, Calm down, O naughty girls, calm down, Prepare to spread the scents that fill a lovers heart, Stand by to caress the cheeks soft and warm Your friend will come out for her walks.
About her I thought I don’t know a lot, But in the depths of those eyes I see, Purity of a soul I’ll never learn in whole, Gathered upon her is beauty in unique perfection, Flaws of humans none can see upon her at all.
Little by little eagerness in my mind grew, As the winds still hit upon the my face, And scrolled through my whole being, Mind felt none of these at all, As eagerness, in my waiting grown up to anxiety.
The willow branches clashed in vengeance, The ones lost broke and fell right behind, I still know she will never disappoint, The whole nature and two eager eyes, The whole feeling pounded my heart so fast.
The wind went behind me and pushed me ahead, As if asking me to move from my petrified pose, Accidentally my lips said what mind just thought, Oh’ dear where are you in silence hide? I looked around to see if anyone else around.
The naughty winds never calmed down, But from all around growled into my five senses, With bowed head I stood in disappointment, As the beauty I waited, left me in waiting, Anxiety now matured enough to pain my heart.
Then the winds just stopped hitting on my face, But upon the willows they still danced, The painful anxiety left me in that instant, Calm before the storm in my heart I felt, Then I saw her slowly walking through the garden path.
Eyes never flickered, ears heard her soft foot steps, The wind now rested upon the willows, The rays of the morning sun warmed all around, She never looked at me at all but my mind said she knew, A harmless poet not from far absorbed her beauty.
On this day she walked holding her hand so tight, Then turned to me and smiled from the depths of her heart, I closed my eyes and opened them again, She is gone not another sight of her I saw, And the winds came back with all their naughtiness.
For a long time kept my eyes closed and seen her in my mind, Then got up and wrote her in full before her image faded, As the last words were written down in my mind she filled, Now all of you will see her and know her in the same way I do.
