A Bird's Love !

I can do what I like,

For me people are alike.

I do love their distinctness, their individuality,

But I have my own version of reality.

I can see you in high and low,

Often, staring right across the window

While I am here right on my tree,

Unnoticed, happy and carefree.

And then I fly,

Up there high, very high,

In the serene, blue sky.

Under the Sun shine, seldom I shiver

Across the clouds, over the river.

Above the mountain all blue and white,

Shining bright in the day light.

And then with night, I come back

With growing moon light, I come back.

 Perhaps, on the same tree.

Where again its me, only me.

And then, I rest.

In my nest,

Feeding my kids,

Hoping for the best.

With next lustrous ray,

They open their eyes.

I set my sight

On the tranquil, Orange Sky.

And then I fly,

Up there high, very high.

Nothing more, I will never need.

For, this is everything,

I ever Loved.

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I started Writing this poem almost 8 years ago. I am glad that found it safe on my hard-disk (Don't ask how it reached my hdd, because I dont remember that :)) !

And I think I am Smart !!

I purchase goods from a  mega sale.
Yes, the huge discount was too much to resist.
I never cared to check few weeks before
Or after that sale.
But, yet I think I am smart.

I go by the reviews, rankings and ratings.
But I fail to realize that those previews,
Rantings and raketings are written, by
Somebody like me.
Some of them are paid for it,
Others write because they are still  not paid.

I love the senseless movies,
Not because they make lot of sense
For those who made them.
I know I can something meaningful,
With my time
Yet I choose to be entertained.

I care, so I never dare,
Though I know its not fair.
I choose to hear only few
Of my near and dear.
When confronted, I rarely give that stare
And instead look here and there.
But, yet I think I am smart.

I know they don't care,
Because I dont.
And so I gradually transcend
From being carefree
To perpetually careless

I think I am not harming anybody
But, I fail to realize
The One who's getting harmed,
The most.
Is nobody, but Me.

I know I deserve better
Yes, heaven is the place for me.
But I am ready to spend all my life
Right here, on this Earth.
Yet, I think I am...

Monkey Near Zebra Crossing !

I missed your calls today,

I think I missed some yesterday.

You know what,

I even missed to say,

How much I miss you !

Yes, you are right, I don't

Share my thoughts as frequently

As you do.

But you know Dr. Peters say,

We, men are capable of doing things

Such as thinking about nothing,

Without much ado.

Yesterday at the pa'a'n shop,

I heard some people say!

You are like a Chocolate pie,

And, I am a Monkey in the Zoo.

But even that doesn't stop me,

from ThinkIng about you.

I miss you, when I dont find you

To handover the towel,

And prepare a cup of tea

While I am in Loo.

I even miss you when,

I have other things to do.

So, please don't take this crap,

seriously, because you know,

We are near zebra crossing

and I'm driving slow.

Before reaching home,

We might bump into,

Couple of speed breakers,

If I don't take that amicable short cut

And a big traffic jam,

If I do.

But, Don't ever say that,

I don't care about you.

Just because I haven't bought you,

That Pink Shoe.

Because I know, you love me and

You know I you love you too!

Its part of me……..

Sometimes it’s all about giving
Sometimes about forgiving;
Sometimes it’s about speaking, without speaking
Sometimes about listening;

Sometimes it’s all about caring
Sometimes about sharing;
Sometimes its about quarrels n arguments,
Sometimes about complete understanding;

At times it’s like truth, purity,
Sometimes like holy divinity;
Sometimes it’s like oasis in the desert,
At times like desert in the oasis;

Sometimes I feel, I never knew about it,
At times I feel, I can live without it,
But now I think it always was part of me,
And now I know it always will be.

- Nitin

Well this is the poem I wrote, when I was about to meet the love of life and now my fiancee.