Poems by Anjali De Nandi.mom

Lake

I sit –
Just near of a lake.
My feet shake shake and shake…
The water of it.
So, pinkish water lilies are moving.
Also phytoplanktons are moving.
On the banks of the lake,
Here are so many trees.
On the lake,
Here is a bridge.
It connect the both banks
With too strong will powers.
I reach from one to another bank.
Here, on the ground, some flowers.
I pick these up.
Put in my palms.
Through on the water.
All are floating…
Then I start to boating…
On the water,
I am feeling coolness,
With freshness,
In breathing in my chest.
Now it is afternoon.
The nature is calm.
Folks of birds fly fly and fly…
They are returning in their nests.
On the sky,
There is peeping the crescent moon.
It laughs,
With ever new charms,
As ever young.
I sing a romantic song.
The sun is setting.
The evening star,
It is waiting,
Yes, for all countless stars…
The green trees,
All are in their meditation.
I am in the junction of day and night.
When the earth and sky
Both write write write and write…
The evolutionary poetries.
Which is absolutely high.
And these are my life’s histories.
My heart beat’s recitation.

My own mind

Hey, you my own mind!
Don’t call me from my behind!
I forget my past.
Now I am living in my present.
All my past memory,
Now, those are covered by rust.
I am really very sorry!
My present is my pleasant.
So don’t disturb me, please, now!
Don’t appear!
Once upon a time, you was my too dear!
Ar past years.
But not now.
Also, I will reach in my future.
And then again I will forget this present.
Because, then it will be the past like you.
Times went, go and will go…..
So now you must know,
That, every present will be the past,
In future.
Every new,
Yes, will be old, yes, yes, yes!
These are the rules of the nature.
Yes, forgetting is the blessing of the nature.
And this blessing is endless.