Pratikraman & Samayik

Every morning cock wakes up
And Elevate within me
A New day, new way, a new direction
Thanks, I used to say , to my dear sun
Every day sprouts, a new account of dream
While Waits for some entry to drop in
Change of color that hairs brings
Then,
A crow fly in and sits on the Gallery
That calls off
The Reminiscent of some dark advent
That, makes impatient,
reminds me those blank Accounts and hurry to fill in
before this book, expires evenly
Now every night
keeps, my balance sheet, ready
Case,While it doesn’t tally
keeps Pratikraman and Samayik
to get balance in

:Shadow of Light

India-Pakistan cricket war

ભારત પાકિસ્તાનની મેચ રમતી હોય ત્યારે,ટીવીમા, 
ભારતમાં કોન્ડોમની એડ વધારે આવે છે.. 
અને તેમાં ભારત જીતે છે. :) :) :)

Honey-Moon At million birth

That was the moments of Honey-moon 
Between the balmy weather,
Have yet experienced
the smell of Mehndi on bride hands and
the flavour of the scent sprayed on Body 
had started a war in
to dissolve two body within
then
Contentment and satisfaction
Deep breath ... Cease
giving Environment a warm that needs
then tired body
tells to....stop
and asks for a long deep sleep now ....
But .....
those questions were peeping deep down
and watching this game
from the Angles of the brain
says shit... shit ...shit.... shit
putting fingers at nose
showed the smell from the condom semen ....
and asked me to ask within
... What now?
isn't it experinced from million of birth ?
which one is this, tell the number
Now dear
tell me
whats the next????
:Shadow of Light

Onion Coat

Alike onion coat, I lives, many coated faces.
And each face is characterized unique 
I went into "the elder", while there is family
while there a office,Me becomes “the boss” 
while playing around nephews, i remains a joker
while there stands a friends,
you cannot find me other.
Then backs to my hole-cave, in the night, to infiltrate
removes the dust layers,that resides onto my face
with repetition of being Pure Soul, 
witness the wastes that flowing from the tank
Again the next day,
new day
new dusk
wearing new masks, with new face
restarts the journey ahead
I kidding the world,
world be-fooled of me
satisfies the goods to whom, it is carried
I store the material that I thinks fit
I just run this shop, the god manages it
"I" remains the owners, and just witness all these

ઈતિહાસ

ફરફરે છે,ભૂગોળથી થયેલ અસંતોષના વાવટા
કિલ્લાના હરેક કાંગરે, કઇક હાર-જીત હોય છે.
સંસ્કૃતિ,કળા,શિક્ષણ ના બે ચાર પૂંઠાની વચ્ચે,
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