MY DREAM FATE

Sitting lone in my class of arthrology,
amid the tensions of pharmacology.
Assignments queuing up like an endophyte,
followed by dreams of fright.
Suddenly, door opens wide,
rays of light so bright.
In peeped, a sharp face with a sharp nose,
beautifully dressed like a pink rose.
I stood up to see,
how beautiful she could be.
Bang! she closed the door,
leaving the books to fall on the floor.
I sat down recollecting those mind images of her,
till my class was over.
Later, I saw her in the library,
sitting with a hint of worry.
I occupied the seat in front of her,
just to begin admiring her.
Her face was a lot fairer,
her eyes were burried in a journal paper.
My eyes were stuck to her
but, she didn't bother
I began dreaming of us both together,
thinking of a relationship bond forever

SUMMER IN CHENNAI

Peeping in was the month of may,
A day betwixt Saturday and Monday.
Not waking up from my doze,
Going deaf to my alarm snooze.
Now, the sun at its maximum height
Reflections from around so bright
Soon, I woke up to find my body wet,
Unpredictable power cuts, drenched with sweat.
But, Still lying on my bed,
Missing my morning bread.
Soon, I made a move- to go brush,
Oops! no water to gargle or flush!!
The sun sucks the drains dry,
Letting a worst stink than the garbage nearby.
I was waiting for time to hail
Waiting for power, biting my nail
Feeling the mid day heat,
Tiredness now in my heart beat.
Getting through this summer,
Was like a soldier on a border,
If the bullets couldn't kill,
The menace and heat will...!

-sulaiman sait

THOSE VENOMOUS EYES

SULAIMAN's poem reminds me of those days where prose was never heard of. He rhymes his story of staring into those"Venomous Eyes".- editor, blogjunta

All that I did was looked into her venomous eyes

Forgetting my previous woes and cries!

The next moment she let out a lustrous smile,

As if we were supposed to travel together for another mile.

She was beautifully dressed in her new in fashion dress,

Her hair not oiled but tied without any mess,

Her face was a professional masterpiece,

Which my mind could never release.

Those couple of fringes downs her template,

Made her look more beautiful, she was great. 

She is now residing in my heart

Straight on the target like a dart!

Without her I would remain sad,

At times would even go mad.

she was like a flower,

And I, living on her nectar.

She was the reason,

For her I would live every season,

I wanted to take over her like a clever thief

Without the shaking of a single leaf.

There was no corner where my love for her couldn't fill,

Her wonderful devotion in me made me still.

When I hear love, I think only about her,

She’s my world, my future.
To meet her, I had to cross the street,
but for a wonder I couldn't move my feet.
My condition was helpless,
Her beauty was priceless.
My blood started to rush,
I had developed a crush.
It was love at first sight,
Am I right..?

WOMAN ON ROADSIDE.

Every day on my way to college, on the road side,
I pass by an woman,
It looks as if she is there to hide,
Without any reason.
She is old and has a wrinkled face,
In her hands grabbing a cut necklace.
She looked hungry and needy of food,
She was sitting with her saree covering her head like a hood.
Always seeing her food bowl dry,
It sheds water out of my eyes, I cry.
At times she sits there in the Cold,
Shivering and her body not coordinating to her being old.
She was uncomfortable with her hunchback,
Collecting the money offered to her in a patched bag.
Every morning I offer her a cup of tea,
Which she accepts boldly.
I show her love and expect back nothing,
cause all I want was her blessing.