Poetry Series
Chaitanya Dorwat
- poems -
2
A day when I watched the sun
Every flap of wings azures await,
trees sway alluring sunshine,
winds then rush as if were bait,
of the rays of the sun risen fine.
Leaving horizons lone it's rush
to the peaks of the ivory skies,
the subtle wind's latent gush,
missing the holy cries.
The sun pulls the robes of cloud,
with the reigns of golden rivers,
seeing world shine words loose crowd,
with time stars turn braver.
Chaitanya Dorwat
3
A dilemma with treasures of life
Sorrows of life make an immortal treasure,
Possesion won't allow you to have any pleasure.
To save this treasure, dont dare to laugh,
as there's only one who would have the last laugh.
As for every laugh, you have to pay a cry,
You save this treasure if you dont try.
A sorrow wasted will give you a jewel,
and make your heart a place to dwell.
This is a diliema with which you live,
If unaware happy, if aware in god believe.
Chaitanya Dorwat
4
A farewell to my mother
I know she wanted to cry,
but her eyes wouldnt wet,
appealing as if to me,
for a moment our eyes met,
to stay brave till I leave,
a few tears to heave!
away from her shade of love,
but never away from her boundaries,
till when should I hold my heart,
hide the baby weeping,
prayed for strength, but
she saw that child right in,
silently she whispered,
my heart ached as the wheels moved,
loosing something i coudnt figure,
spellbound was her goodbye,
and like never before I would,
spellbound was I.
Chaitanya Dorwat
5
A new friend
A friend today I made,
an open book of wisdom,
a breathing aid,
defining me freedom.
Caressing the world,
just by his words,
whether one cares or no,
he's there in everyone's reach.
A human being, with basic moral,
sees a need to love the world,
assured of one thing that he would get,
love from every one never would forget.
Chaitanya Dorwat
6
A sea in the rain
Empty road,
along the shore,
boundless sea,
silence roared,
tweeting birds,
volumed low,
a human being,
in his own,
windy skies,
soothing red,
all in an eye,
an audience lone,
searched something,
eyes shut,
spreading arms,
fleeting winds,
pushed back.
Tears broke,
met the sea,
waves crashed,
washing white,
turned back,
no one knew,
a human,
cried for his own.
Chaitanya Dorwat
7
A tough guy in tears
A tough guy I met,
stiff, strict and steady,
he had something to let,
as he got his words ready.
It took him long,
for a very word to start,
something was wrong,
loud as his beating heart.
A lot I tried to hear;
For sure harmlessly,
he had no one to fear,
i did nothing....honestly! !
A broken stem rose,
I stepped back a bit,
He showed me a rose,
dead by a stiletto hit.
I rushed to console,
leaving all my fears,
a hefty punch rolled,
atlast he was a tough guy in tears.
Chaitanya Dorwat
8
A wish to be among thoes.....
Just a wish to be among thoes,
who live their life to the most,
among thoes who shed tears of blood,
but forbid other eyes to flood.
The tears they shed wont bring back the dead,
would rise the pride for the nation they led.
A wish! paying a tribute of peace;
by loving the country you live in,
A wish to be among thoes,
who wish for thorns with rose,
why to have a desire to die,
When you can change the way you are alive.
Though, just a wish to be among thoes who......
Chaitanya Dorwat
9
An ode to my friend
You are the winds that draft me in the living,
a voice meek surfacing me in my blues brimming,
you were the winds beneath my wings when trembled to fly,
you mended me steps for my thoughts ranging high.
A hand of appreciation when to my art I sighed,
crutches for my dreams before they could die.
You are the rays of delight when my days gloom,
god blesses you as you eternaly bloom.
Forgive me if mistaken somewhere,
you are more than a known face in this lifelong fair.
Life goes on, swear not groan,
You are the bestest friend any one can own.
Chaitanya Dorwat
10
An unheard talk when I miss my mom........
I miss you in every silly thing I do;
is it time or place drifting us away,
when I fear, the unknown;
i miss ur voice in the din;
then I know,
just ur presence, seems fulfilling;
i always will love u, care about u;
please run and take me in ur arms,
scold me with the bitterest words u know;
then I know that you will turn back,
and caress me with your words,
console me, crack jokes;
tell me why was the anger;
and tell me that I am a grown up boy now.
I miss ur words anyway,
as I close my eyes,
they echo in my ears,
forcing my tears,
to wash away the ego,
that I unknowingly develop,
I can feel ur soul just when I feel numb;
awestruck I am.
every need though is done,
you always make me feel,
just what a person is worth;
is it the time or the place that's drifting me away from u,
fathoming my love for u, I miss you always when far,
MY MOM.
Chaitanya Dorwat
11
Angry words..........
Where every voice raised is killed,
no option beyond to dwell,
where no love exists to be stealed,
is this my home or hell?
Where art has no mean,
no-one to hear my heart wanna tell,
where to have me no-one is keen,
is this my home or hell?
Where everyone is prone not to understand,
results they see love they sell,
my life not mine to command,
is this my home or hell?
Their wishes I bear though not mine,
without faith in me want me to excell,
I long for luck over me to shine,
Is this my home or hell?
These are the angry words taken out,
before the pleasures of pain I got,
so precious is the home; when my soul shouts,
I regret to have written such sinister word shots.
Chaitanya Dorwat
12
Attire of Dreams
Just an attire of dreams to wear,
The same darkness of the skies to be scared,
But I am strolling still,
With the same stars to stare,
Where winds blow when I ask for air,
Then why to leave my life to share,
Which I myself made a nightmare.
Have the wings but no direction to fly,
Left alone I am in this limitless long sky,
Agonizing skies and boundless land to sigh,
Even a dark cloud hides the great sun high.
Helpless I lie with my hands fold,
Awaiting my masters call to leave his house of gold,
It isnt my fate that I wish to die though not too old,
But it is an opportunity to see heavens that I wish to behold..........
Chaitanya Dorwat
13
Beneath a tree I once found a pearl
Beneath a tree I once found,
A moment of my life rest,
to itself it was so much bound,
A pearl in my blues deepest.
Ailing heart; a hug it longed,
a balm on my ruined bold,
onshore winds blew time along,
it was warmth in christmas cold.
A word of praise I ever got,
win for which I was loved more,
This pearl polished others; I forgot,
defined me happiness in pains galore.
Dreams I saw; prayers I said,
truths I spoke; wishes I crafted,
All were buoyed; from amidst storms fled,
beckoning lost smiles that time berefted.
Beneath a tree I found;
a pearl in my blues deepest,
mere nostalgia it was;
or intentions of that god farthest?
Chaitanya Dorwat
14
Call HIM
I lived a happy life,
just with souls in pain I walked,
they remembered me in their strife,
and waved away after they talked.
I saw them breathe happiness,
wished they remain always,
but was left again with lonliness,
with happiness's lost ways.
They found me right to share,
for whom would I tell?
they gave me false care,
thought in their hearts I dwelled.
I was defeated by my own,
my will buried me only,
Satan lead me forlorn,
it screwed me lonely.
Call Him in your life,
He would rush to redeem,
your will not knife,
happiness deem only.
I did call him and he came,
He called me by my name,
hard I embraced Him,
heard his world in a Hymn.
For all the world I thought,
so mean so evil,
He forgived me, showed and tought,
ways to be civil.
This world when you see,
with lusty greedy eyes,
love never you meet,
care becomes lies.
Trust not your eyes what they see,
they dont see the heart nor faith,
an abstract not the reason be,
for thoes who love can understand and others just think vain.
Chaitanya Dorwat
15
Dreams
Dreams tied to several souls,
freed to fly in the silent dark,
the winds though whispering coal,
beauty of dreams always hark.
Melody of a mother's lullaby,
for silent, sweet sleep of a child,
dreams just not our fantasy,
but a way to live if determined.
The moon overlying the flustered skies,
no cloud risen to hide the stars,
reality (seems) unseen as I close my eyes,
and oversee the heavens not so far.
Chaitanya Dorwat
16
First day of my school
A desire to fly, but without wings,
Expect a voice, but just a cry to sing,
I came to a place, where I had a din to hear,
Left my mother, though with tears.
No language to speak, just new faces to see,
New hands to lift, new hands to pamper just for me,
An angel I saw, she asked my name,
Few teeth in mouth, what a shame.
She took me in her laps, to know my name,
As she had to see the child that she had to tame,
Gave me a seat, and a smile with a sweet,
Took a promise, 'tommorow to meet.'
Came home with joy with so much to tell,
That I had a summer not a hail,
To my mother I told with all the words I knew,
Promised not to fear, when she would leave.
Chaitanya Dorwat
17
Gazing A Night
Bidding farewell is the sun, promising again to rise,
but loots away gold, that makes the skies shine,
city lights wont make the wings to flutter again,
asleep is the world, the branches still sway in delight.
The winds now turn to breezes sweet,
soothing and strengthing the world of dreams,
to dream their future in arms of light,
beneath the mists, blankets of night.
As I sit besides the restless seas,
the sea that paints the skies so bright,
amidts the silence a rustle of leaves,
waves that gleam in moonly light.
The sun's again to rise and shine,
the night when fades, stars that shy,
chirping flowers, the blooming birds,
but how can the sun promise human sight?
Chaitanya Dorwat
18
God Is Love
No care of living, no world to fear,
no wish of heavens, just want you near.
no norms to follow, every breath an art,
no terror of death, when crossed my heart,
everything I do seems so small,
I pay no heed to my rivals call,
just a glimpse of yours is larger than life,
you drive me away from pains and rife,
you know my woes you know my pains,
to redeem is your wish, I pray no gains,
No care of living, no world to fear,
love is the lap, no place for tears,
God is love, love that god,
love is a way loved by all....
Chaitanya Dorwat
19
Heaven's way
A weakest trail of light,
passes the toughest dark,
ever guessed why,
The reverse not done?
haste to step in the darkest night,
feared, you be shattered to earth,
but forget always, that,
flying dust, seen in the sun,
the rustle in the leaves,
always not harm,
the softest breeze cant touch,
you, with a feel of a bait.
Fear the god,
only when you do wrong,
or u be blind to,
heaven's way, you are let to live.
Chaitanya Dorwat
20
Homesick
The roads to my home are calling,
but I am confined to walk,
the scent of my faraway home,
choking my talk.
I know, there's not everyone who cares,
no one to wipe my tears,
my dreams never showed these shores,
alone I fight my fears.
Transparent to the blowing winds,
hear them whistle, but they pass through me,
I am left untouched, unheard,
By this world carefree.
I am fed up of these teasing memories,
The staring skies, the swaying trees,
seems as if were made to remind me,
that I am trying to forget my own home, alone!
Chaitanya Dorwat
21
In my own
Standing by my side, brave
are my thoughts together,
along a scene across
I stand lost in the weather.
A sea of thoughts abyss,
soothed by the reddened sun,
placidly whispering bliss, is
a lonely wind's run.
The sand tickles my feet,
as a wave draws close,
in the silence of ripples,
a mirror to me, it shows.
i feel defeated,
thoughtless for a while,
the sea now owes my thoughts,
and I, an aimless smile.
Chaitanya Dorwat
22
In pain
The sky in pain seems like dwarf,
Unable to live without courage to laugh.
Like lone cloud over its very path,
efacing the winds, quiet to their wrath.
Why these eyes await the tears of pain,
why expect the dead skies releif of rain.
Then a soft breeze pulls you in a desert lone,
where fiery sands pamper though the sun's blown.
The dreams with which you soared high,
Appear as mirages before your eye.
These mirages mere illusion if you seem,
They are destined with pains no one deems.
A deserted oasis, your heart though,
Or you drown in expectation lough,
Soon your eyes open; not in dreams,
the rays of almight when makes you gleam.
And the great grace lifts of console and sees,
pure gold in all means............
Chaitanya Dorwat
23
Joyfull souls
Joyfull eyes conceal pain,
while the world conceals joy in eyes oozing pain.
They are the bees to the world flourish,
extracting joy with no-one's nourish.
Appreciating the world though not in words,
preaching life driving the world as shepherds.
They are only beings do not change,
soaring eagles with unknown range.
Softening words, gliding heart,
They source an unknown art.
Need appreciation to climb not a ladder of sympathy,
their every breathe is a pride for the almighty.
They are blind to the evils that the world oomphs,
they are quiet and deaf to the world's galumph,
Embodied innocense as humans they are a disguise,
they can and change lives with their muted voice.
They are the rays from almight that equally bestows,
showers to our brimming lives, how able are we letting us know,
they are yatches set free to sail,
with gleaming smiles destroying hail.
Chaitanya Dorwat
24
Just Be There
When I walk upon the thorny roads,
When I walk bearing the pain alone,
I'll lift you in my arms, just be there.
When I sob in my blissfull pains,
When want someone to hold me tight,
Just lull my heart, save my faith, just be there.
When I face every failing step,
When I curse my luck, hosting threats,
When I cry aloud asking help, just be there.
When I climb upon the mountains great,
When I win the peaks, as you made me brave,
To share my joy, feel the wind just be there.
Chaitanya Dorwat
25
Last Goodbye
Every time, every day, every moment, I saw her smile,
her smile to me when mesmerised,
I would breathe a life in the absence of my mind,
her eyes took me to my sweetest dreams,
where she and me stayed side by side,
her tresses fell on her speechless face,
her face outshined the summer's blaze,
like soft wind in sheer delight,
she tickled me with her only eyes.
My heart would sing her beauty lores,
so desperate was it for being beguiled,
I was in love when my heart soared,
She came to me, just for me, to smile and say her last goodbye.
Chaitanya Dorwat
26
Let the sky soar
Let the sky soar its cry,
as it meets his only bride,
for about seasons they had to abide,
the distance between them though beside.
Let its tears touch the soil,
Let it bring the earth to life,
let them meet after a long strife,
Let them narrate their love after a turmoil.
Let the sky gloom while the earth bloom,
Let the old farmers enjoy their noon.
Let the sky overcast in its ecstasy,
Let the poets raise their fantasy.
The rain with the night ends in a row,
but how would tears stop effacing the sorrow.
The night makes the earth blind,
blessed is their love by all mankind.
Chaitanya Dorwat
27
Loosing a friend
Let this moment drift your overwhelmed heart,
let you heart still beat a bit,
let it learn leaving a friend apart,
mess no words, but not loose your wit.
Forbid your eyes, tears and dark,
dont let them melt, nor the friend you stop,
dont grudge empathy of splendid stark,
sweet memories as veils over your pains drop.
Let this moment drift your overwhelmed heart.
Chaitanya Dorwat
28
Love
Your dreams get mad,
you dance with winds,
you kiss every mirror,
you fly widout wings.
Just a smallest glance,
her smallest greet,
seems a romance,
heavens to meet.
Words overbrim,
alone you smile,
heart races breath,
no cares no grim.
Love steers your way,
through ecstasy,
you feel like owned,
by your fantasy.
love makes you blind,
you see no gains,
your souls sublime,
you feel no pain.
You rest never like a wingless feather,
you'r haulted never by the reinless time,
you hold reigns of every weather,
you be the bliss ever sublime.
Chaitanya Dorwat
29
Love To Return
Let their faith on me clear the way of my flight,
let my wish to win mend steps towards light,
the open world in closed fists who keeps,
a wish to plunge in his heart the fathomless deep.
A wish to be lifted on His shoulders; though happy at his feet,
seeing the world He made, teasing clouds that fleet,
Flaunting winds that stroll free in his realms,
Enrichment of warmth, I ask them alms,
A wish to beheaven the earth by his light,
so that dumbfolded violent souls can enlight.
A wish to embrace every christ that standing await,
to fight the world-using love as a bait.
I live and await my lords invitation,
loads of love to return the god in his mansion.
Chaitanya Dorwat
30
My crush
She is the pleasure of an envisioned dream,
her face as if the fullmoon gleams,
a feel abstract as encripted words it lies,
wish to drown in her dreams who shies.
Her eyes as if boastfull stars shimmer,
her grace matches the great forgiver,
my heart; sleepless together for years,
is lulled by her voice jingling in my ears.
Her lips; heaven's grace when smile,
wish to die for them for a while,
my heart; strayed for a companion fair,
now rests beneath the tresses of her hair.
A feel abstract as encripted words lies,
some words to tell her my heart dies,
a wish to feel her presence every moment,
as I watch the envious moon crescent.
Chaitanya Dorwat
31
My friends
The winds of change never blew,
these years that went through
I remained the same guy;
with the same friends I knew.
Can't bring back thoes days nor can I wish,
just want back my friends, call me foolish,
I bet never was I left alone,
for me time was just too selfish.
A heart of gold I never owed,
It were my friends, made it look,
my bestest friend I never chose,
as not just one, many lives I owned.
destiny unknown, way to find together we lead,
together we're sown, towards light not alone we head,
Bless you all my friends and all your gonna be's,
as you are my first earnings, you would be there always with me.
Chaitanya Dorwat
32
Never let your heart know
Never let your eyes know what your heart has to say,
they would soar high without control like fire of burning hay.
Words are never enough for the heart to convey,
but if eyes are let know your mind is on display.
Your eyes are the windows to your devasted heart,
then why let others enjoy this inhumane art.
Every tear you shed over your plight,
Would raise your rival and his might.
Leaves from the trees; waste as they wither,
but tears you shed wont bloom feathers.
leaves which wasted again frolic on the boughs,
learn from them to start your life on toes.
I know, you can't fill the scratch that the pain caused,
but you cant return to the scratch untill which the life remains paused.
Chaitanya Dorwat
33
Night to be pampered
The mists suffuses over sleepless nights,
as if concealing the unmasked almight,
viscious winds play in sheer delight,
in the laps of skies turning twilight.
Hiding moon beneath cusions of clouds,
teasing the winds which complain aloud,
decor of stars almost a crowd,
earth embracing skies; shelter of prowd.
Night that pacifies the cakling birds,
The moon that shines every day absurd!
prolongs the silence; mostly unheard,
Don't the skies deserve to be pampered?
Nocturnal voices meek, lullaby they sing;
though the sky's sleepless; dreams it flings,
lending hopes to gallop not limp,
Lending zeals to life, as itself dims.
Chaitanya Dorwat
34
Relationships
Saplings of relationships in realms of faith they nurture,
fearless underneath the open sky they grow,
frail stems, with time strengthen their future,
love-a sacred fire and storms are meant to blow.
Love and responsibility to the relation let live,
not poets it produces their words just glide,
with us love exists nor one takes nor can give,
it is sin to call it play as no rule it abides.
Relationship a sun risen never to zenith nor beneath horizons it shys,
with time the bond warmer souls closer than before,
rays of love it radiates illustrating the way of life,
relations true in the world would make smiles happier more.
Chaitanya Dorwat
35
Shores Of Success
Happiness are thoes winds that passed,
leaving me alone in this waters to surpass;
The sun rose though not the night,
leaving me alone with the storms of sorrows to fight,
These storms which I thought I had to fight more,
actually fought for me to get me to the shore,
Sometimes the things which we curse are the things we need,
but these things leave as success calls your heed.
So never trust a life which takes you high,
as it tends to change like the disguising skies.
Chaitanya Dorwat
36
The ending year.....a precious greet.
Alone in a party I stood,
gazing the tantrums, of the ending year,
amongst the impassable roar, if I could,
find myself a comfy corner.
They said I knew not enjoyment,
am always in my own,
staring undisturbed silence,
as if peace got me sworn.
It never made sense,
but tried hard to have fun,
I wondered, I was already cheered,
Just my smile was ambiguous to others.
Heard the champagne shots,
with sweet silent dongs of a clock,
then uneven was the roar,
but I was silent and happy, in my corner.
They danced, drunk, kissed and thanked,
ecstasy was in the air,
some turned down to me to greet,
and some my arms shared.
The party soon subsided,
again I could hear the shore,
waves crashed, delighted and fresh,
but the smiles now were silent more.
I too turned to leave,
but no more could,
saw my dearest friends,
by me they stood.
I guess I was missing them,
but how couldnt I see,
was I less friends with them,
as I was with me?
They hugged me with cheer,
warmest was their greet,
whereabouts when I asked,
they left me startled,
they shared my life, they shared my corner! !
Chaitanya Dorwat
37
The ending year...by the moon.
Alone in a party I stood,
gazing the tantrums of the ending year,
amongst the impassable roar, if I could,
find myself a comfy corner.
Overhead in the sky,
the newest moon shun,
jubiliation did invited him,
and he did come.
sat by the fire,
as gracefull as ever,
words hunted the numb,
but joy was clever.
He called on to me,
was singing to me loud,
I was lulled by the moonlight,
alone in the crowd.
Chaitanya Dorwat
38
The Setting Sun
A soft breeze steals petals from flowers,
the setting sun as lulls the boughs in pain,
beautified azures mistic, blessings they shower,
as in the arms of horizons he drowns pampering his mane.
Wandering wings when turn to their path,
playing a see-saw as the sun stoops,
the sun reddens in his unfair wrath,
as the clouds rush to redeem in majestic troops.
The sun's envious as urban lights substitute,
shimmering alongside tantrums they blow,
as nocturnals gaze with their voices mute,
the night being defeated, spears of light they throw.
The night then swallows, forbids to shine,
some say in the seas, some among mountain it hides,
some say it dissolves, some in the gold mines,
but it penances with closed eye all over the night as glides.
Chaitanya Dorwat
39
The showman
Golden skies await the dark,
The sun shines to make it's mark,
then the winds blow though slow,
as if it has something to show.
The moonlight overpowers the candle lit,
A breeze divine makes the cloud-curtain lift,
The sky shows its jewels with proud,
with a soar of silence serene but loud.
the one for whom these jewels are showed,
are unfortunately with their eyes closed.
Then the giant curtain make their fall,
as the early dawn makes the call,
the showman sprinkles his tears,
as he had no one to hear,
then soon the skies empty and the mists spread,
to welcome a new showman in red.
Chaitanya Dorwat
40
The Skies arent different...
Sky isnt the limit where horizons end;
for thoes lives which towards death dont tend;
seasons change with the tree's shame;
though the skins are different feels the same.
You have to pay every bit of love you get;
to thoes to give love we forget,
proud to be new then why the controversies old,
if not then why do we forget what jesus told.
the god who gave us a divine vision,
how could he bare his childrens division.
and then we ask forgivness praising the god,
so that on the gates of hell we dont have to hawl.
Chaitanya Dorwat
41
The Wild
It is wild; to live itself it learns,
fight to lead; no words they spell,
no wrong; fight to prove they earn,
fight to live preaches no gospels,
So they are called the wild indeed.
Either cut throats for a place to owe,
or get defeat to rule another,
to be deaf to loss but never bow,
be right though lone; never falter,
So they are called the wild indeed.
They fight upon a bait to share,
but howl altogether in despair;
no leader to them does the lead,
paths are offered, moon that shows,
So they are called the wild indeed.
But atlast they are the beings of earth,
confiscated by the same lord,
everyone's a bait to other,
though never they end up in a dearth.
So they are called the wild indeed.
Chaitanya Dorwat
42
The world in my words
Souls different, infinite in this fair,
everyone boards same waters of air.
sailing their dreams; owing colours,
Learning to live, to be dreamers,
Every one bluffs, truth in their regard,
Every one fights; for dreams to guard.
success to someone young, lucky one seems,
while rays after long eclipse over a fate gleam.
A place where every one wishes be in almighty's laps,
so they consider many though one god perhaps.
This is the place which I call the world,
Where gods and beings; spelled in a word.
Chaitanya Dorwat
43
To That Vicious Night
To that night I most fear,
killing me softly with silent tears,
soft cold breeze consoling my lonliness,
taking me away from this world merciless.
The night that whispers truths of my life,
At last she has to embrace me after my strife,
the night that forbids any wings to try,
how can she console me when herself stopping her cry.
The night would bloom; my friends will gloom,
The almight would owe; my foes would loose,
No one wishes, but cant stop that night to doom,
As your breaths are counted, god doesnt choose.
So find the treasures of joy in the mountain of moments,
Rot would be life if every morn tastes same; with fear,
Suffer pains-proofs that you lived, than die dormant,
But still to that night I most fear! ! !
Chaitanya Dorwat
44
Wed your life
Walk down the aisle,
of pleasant moments and strife,
not just inhale,
but wed your life.
Chaitanya Dorwat
45
What we call a night
U come to me every morrow,
with splashes of light borrowed,
revealing a melody of silence,
you are a spell of benevolence.
Can't greet u welcome as the flowers shy,
breezes fondle; seeing you beguile,
every being in your way; soaked in delight,
as you free them from the day's servile.
You greet me with a sleepless dream;
as I pull u over me; and close my eyes,
I feel u watching; till something gleams;
That leaves me alone without a goodbye.
U are a phenomenon;
a resting time,
a place where the poets live,
and dreams rise and shine.
We call u the night,
a time beyond seams,
an abstract of sight,
in an attire of dreams.
Chaitanya Dorwat
46
While offering love u forgot me
No courage to laugh; just bravery to live I pray,
no desire to be happy; but wish to be loved till I stay,
no great luxury; just craddle of my mother's lap I long,
not thoes rot symphonies; but soft words of her rythmless song.
No boon of of enlightment; a path to success I find,
help me assure my destiny, knowing of thoes paths being blind,
no companion with same plights; your embrace of console I need,
I understand them being deaf to me; need your presence when call your heed.
Oh lord! before I collapse; forbid my disbelief,
teach me again to love your men; not asking any relief,
can understand them deaf to me; no blind for me you be,
dont be late for this son to think, while offering love you forgot me.
Chaitanya Dorwat
47
Who's a friend?
A friend is someone who knows when you are sad,
who needs no words from you to convey,
who anchors your mind when your world goes mad,
a coast of joy for a lifeless bay.
A friend is someone who faces with you, your pinks and blues,
who sheds tears of pain to make you smile,
though never a day rises with same hues,
but your friend accompanies your soul every moment every while.
A friend is someone who gives reason to live than an excuse to die,
who pulls you back from shocks & sorrows,
who is there with firm shoulders to confront the wrong and reconsile,
a name encripted over waters of time growing younger with every morrow.
No two souls together, friendship only define,
a man in himself a great friend he finds,
donot forget to love thoes enemies blind,
who brought in your life, your soulmate sublime.
Chaitanya Dorwat
48
Why Pain?
A wish to leap;
off this window pane,
with happiness in heaps,
to help thoes in pain;
questioning with candles lit,
He who love and care emits;
while He just smiles and gazes,
As you surpass the pain with soft breezes.
One who loves god, suffers pain,
so that in life's next rain;
he wont be lame again.
Trust Him, not to give no pains,
but for sure you would never ever weep again.
Chaitanya Dorwat
49
Words For My Mother
Little feet tremble and tumble,
searching known hands that kindle,
she would lift me thanking the almight,
as if she saw all horizons in a sight.
But slowly as if her arms shrinked,
person's the same but times change in a brink,
arms of console when no one gave,
her feet ran for me to save.
The eyes that wished just happiness for me,
So tiered they are that they need glasses to see.
A smile she has when sees my worry,
her lips all ready to tell a story.
She is like a lush green tree,
holding hardships to her and pleasant shade to me.
With her finger in my fist I surpassed every pain,
Every breath of mine is due her domain.
Chaitanya Dorwat
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