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Monday 31 December 2018

Hope of begining



There is no room
For dying soul
Only few canter of memories
No haven for praise
But soulful hymns
Everything perishes
I'm forced to drag myself
In the transitional phase
Nothing else
But the magical number
Of two zero one nine
On the calendar only.

Dr. Ashutosh

Saturday 15 December 2018

What I'm


I'm nothing
But a stone of mile
Showing what left behind
And where to go next
My every stance is
To clatter the wings of time.
I never sit on spongy surface
How can I allow myself
To take rest before destiny
Every color of hard work
Is in my quiver
I wake up before morning
Starts to move
Without caring the shiny stars
People speak on my silence
Because I'm carved
As their milestone.

Dr. Ashutosh

Saturday 27 October 2018

When...

PC: Google

When the loneliness cried
I buried my wishes deep
To face the lonely night,
Put the joy off
Lulled by verses inside.

Dr. Ashutosh

May I go through




PC: Patricia Picardi

...After a long walk
of tiredness,
I kept stand myself
with an alignment of piers.
Nothing was there
to remember
about the journey
of so-called past
except to see
the effect of co-linear.
Three among of these
can never make
a triangle...
May I go through..
a life,
without a circle
without a triangle..
only an open curve!



Dr. Ashutosh

Saturday 6 October 2018

Encourage..



My poor time
Is distorting me,
Mirror is showing me defaced,
Tumults are looking bright,
Sneer is not in command
Nothing is here
To soak the pain
And I'm seeking
Radiance in dripping eyes;
Want to gain
Rejoice and rearrangement
In my scattered life...

Dr. Ashutosh

Thursday 27 September 2018

Happy ideas...


Picture: Joaquin Lourido sir.

Floating voice of time
Through the water
Is conveying
Impersonal experience,
The terrible speed,
Freeze punishment,
And handful pleasure,
A happy idea to fasten
The pace of hasten
To regain the natural smile.
I collected few happy ideas
I still promise
To come back
With the garnishing
Of happy ideas.

Dr. Ashutosh

Storm



You make feel
A selfish, creepy me
I crave
The presence of you
Like a radiating light
Which mends the trots
A familiar tingling
Is present around
To stimulate
To ignite
To create storm inside.

Dr. Ashutosh

Sunday 23 September 2018

Colourful sight!


Picture: Gel Poetry Garden
Blue sky
Snowy mountain
Green earth
Who smiles on whom?
Yellow warm covering
Is desperate to hug.
Day is absolutely mine
Night is yours
To bloom!
Dancing soul
Beyond the body
Is looking everything
Having insight
With in zoom.

Dr. Ashutosh

Long wait..

Who loves summer
But Aye (I)
Which follows rain
Winter crashes it smoothly
And makes the north
Misty foggy and chill.
Goodbye to summer
And butterflies.
A long wait of
Sun's blessing
Who can deny..

Dr. Ashutosh

Friday 14 September 2018

Blank spirit


Pic: Google
Throbbing pain burns in the vein
With the eruption of emotional tears
Looking like crimson red as a wave
Seeking for togetherness
Yet I wish to be alone
Having a mind of tumultuous turmoil
My endless thoughts in down head
Blanked my spirit
I totally torn
To get back strength of blood.

Dr. Ashutosh

...Like a vagabond


Pic: Patricia Picardi
If I could be a vagabond
Like them at all
Valleys, hills, lakes
Would host me,
Stretch myself
Against the bay
Beneath the trees
Dance, sing and play,
Try to catch the breeze
Feel drowsy
Lie down calm,
Get up again
Eat and yawn,
Roam around the place
Without a penny
No worry to set
My wrist watch.

Dr. Ashutosh

Sunday 9 September 2018

A dying soul smiles


Picture Patricia Picardi

Rustling sound on the hill top
I feel nice to hear,
I look this mountain
As a mole on the earth
The clouds are welcomed here
The sun bursts at the rising point
What if you have no reason
To stay here in nature's lap,
You can drive nothing but
A dying soul smiles here,
Every soul can feel the dream of freedom,
The dream of rejuvenation.

Dr. Ashutosh

What is an autumn to me!


Pic: Abode Spark
Not a phase of disappointment
But the turning of leaves into gold
Dry day with lengthen work
Air soaks the moisture of face
Yet I smile whole the time, and
Dance with autumn leaves,
I walk down the lane
And dance till the decay of day
When the dead leaves whisper together
And conspire with tree to bless
New leaves for new summer.

Dr. Ashutosh

Sunday 2 September 2018

Faded blue turns in gold

Pic: Rasma Raisters

I never want to kill
My dream
And don't want to be
A traveler of trodden black;
One day a diverged road
Took me here
To spare few moments
With me,
I kept myself yielding
Only for an hour
To get the ages for nice load.
And always a faded blue
Turns in gold.

Dr. Ashutosh

Speedy me




Everyday is a beginning
Every morning is a stance
Every night is a hope
Every holiday is a work
Every work is the success
Every success is a stair
Goes to nothing
But regeneration.
I take a new step
Walking to the future
To pat the back of time
And yeah, the speed is mine.

Dr. Ashutosh

Saturday 25 August 2018

Happy we


Google image
The sun raged in anger
And the rain battered 
Ferociously in response,
The moon eclipsed 
All the agonies 
To shine the earth
With milky and cool emotions
For all happy creatures.

Dr. Ashutosh

Positive vibes


Image: Patricia Picardi
My loyal friend
Tells us the meaning of faith
It never bites 
Without an accident.
It never troubles me.
Its sweet and shaggy life
Remain close to me,
It recognizes 
My scent in the air.
It runs toward the north
Every morning
So that I would collect
Positive vibes.

Dr. Ashutosh

Saturday 18 August 2018

Determination

Picture: Lucio Wanderley Wand

I see
A flower
In the bottom of
Greenery,
Makes feel me
Happy
With strong message
Of determination,
A short
But meaningful life
When I enter
To home.

Dr. Ashutosh

White dove symbol of love


I'm watching
The homeless birds,
The blue doves
In the sky,
Its represent
The peace of deepest kind,
It soothes
Our troubled thoughts
Enables us
To find
Renewal, in the
Silence of the mind
We look it
As spirit messenger,
Sometime its symbolise
As romance
.

Dr. Ashutosh

Friday 10 August 2018

An afternoon with chubby cat

Picture: Paul Nil sir

All windows down
Warmer is blowing beside
All sense of warm in the room
But she likes to run
Behind the houses
Through the street
Cross the breadth of river
All afternoon
When the tranquility destroys
The noise of passarby
Whether it is sunny or cloudy day
When I stuck myself
With my lappy for pending work,
She starts to wag her tail
Like urging something
Then I yield
Shutting down all the functions
To accompany her
At my favourite meadowland
For hours.

Dr. Ashutosh

Message of a butterfly

Picture: Gel Poetry Garden

A message of a butterfly
Is really means to the life,
A shortest dwelling with us
But to inspire and shine
Its agility attracts our pace
Its beauty.....our sight
With a learning of time,
When it becomes
Part of our dwell,
Sits upon shoulder
To move here and there,
Mutely flaps and
Forces us to chase,
But flies away
After leaving the message




Dr. Ashutosh

Monday 30 July 2018

Dancing rain

Pic credit: Patricia Picardi

Whenever it rains
It heals my baked soul
Whenever it rains
It pours my inner hole.

I stroll within empty room
Raindrops fall in my window
It wipes away memories of the past
I never want to let it go.

I enjoy all over
The nature of greenery
My heart is full with joy to see
Dancing over all the scenery.

Dr. Ashutosh

Overlap


Pic credit: Joaquin Lourido
Universe of dying faith
Is diminishing in me slightly,
Iceberg of artificial truth
Is taking place silently,
Everything is mesmerizing.
One day the giant hand of false
Would cover it selves
To overlap unjustified things.
Hidden eye will collect its power,
Hand will rose with consolation,
And ear will hear hymn.

Dr. Ashutosh

Tuesday 24 July 2018

....To disprove


Image Credit: George Petrovetsky sir

Joy should be made of 
Sterner stuff
But I'm joyful
If it got so, 
Who will dear abide it,
None is here noble than me;
I dip napkin in water
And serve to air
I must pause
Till it comes back to me
Air is fed
By the water
To disprove its existence.
But alas! It is not meet.

Dr. Ashutosh



Wednesday 18 July 2018

Heavenly pleasure

Image courtesy: Gel Poetry Garden

What I got
What I tried to get
What you gave
What you're desperate to give
Just feel the difference
Between my desire
And your stubbornness.
Just feel the intensity of pain
I'm surrounded
By the desolation
Immersing in me
With cosmic rays.
Come and turn it
Into heavenly pleasure.

Dr. Ashutosh

The dear departed



Death of a dead person
Is never for cry,
It's a release of grief
One day I'll kill myself
For the mistakes
Made by me
In the madness of your love.
Save me
If you can
And let me realize
Beginning of all good,
Hope is for worth.

Dr. Ashutosh

Wednesday 11 July 2018

As the day begins

Pic credit: Patricia Picardi

Pale bright sky
Early knock of morning
Who is to talk to
Earth kneels down
For immortal kiss
On own crust....
As the day begins
Only there is a cock
For rock
It melts the heart
All of us get up
To share his loneliness
To open a new page
As the day begins.

Dr. Ashutosh

Crossword


The life's best song is 
Solo song.
I perch for hope
And I recite it,
At my vespers nine.
With my crossbow
I shot the memory
Of bothering time.
My past
Seems to me
A tyrannous foe,
Being a loon
Pursue it
And chop
Through the swords 
Hidden against.

Dr. Ashutosh

Friday 6 July 2018

My memories


Falling tears from my eyes,
Never realise?
Smiling wind,
Singing sky, and
Laughing earth
With undiscovered planets
Stop to smile, sing and laugh
All are feeling
Every del of pain.
There was many
Golden memories ago
To fill me with joy
But unable to grasp.
It fades in pain.



Dr. Ashutosh

Image copyright: Rasma Raisters

Thursday 5 July 2018

Nothing except you.

I'm a living testimony
Of endless harmony
But I know better
The course of true love
Never did run smooth.
Yet I want to share 
My sincerity with you.
The journey of our love
Has no start, no end.
My eyes recognize
To you only,
You're perfect
Everything is unjust.

Dr. Ashutosh


Message to life

Twirling drop of water
Vaporised from ocean
On the palm of happiness
Is giving a message
Of long way to live.

Ardent smile of life
Is a signature
On the bosom of joy
To decant tears
From the womb of expectations.

Dr. Ashutosh
Google Picture

Thursday 28 June 2018

Romance needs to feed

Picture: Patricia Picardi

The unshaped structure
Of loneliness
Is going to be giant
Looking a path
At the farthermost point
Across the fabricated past.
But I'm in the romance
With the terrace
On which
My pain wanders
Towards the open sky,
Feelings are fed up
Your love is nowhere
To feed its.

Dr. Ashutosh

My accumulate courage



I'm restless
Late hours of working
Nails me,
Agony hugs me
In busy days.
Flapping papers on my table
Tease me every time
But I can't accumulate courage
Of fixing a paper-weight,
Haphazard way of work is on peak
Work place as well as home
Seek more attention
Than earlier.
I'm experiencing myself
An aged person
While getting greybeard
Of course miles to cover
And times to live.

Dr. Ashutosh

Wednesday 20 June 2018

Waves are coming out


Watching the widespread sea
Filling with ecstasy
For the gratitude
What I deserve
And how much I got
Even a single breathe is thankful
Swirling in my body
Like waves are rolling
Into deep of my senses
Coming out strongly
From the sea
To drench me thoroughly.

Dr. Ashutosh

Image: Rasma Raister

For the sake of



There is no fellow
In the firmament
I was constant climber
And still wish
To remain
For the resting life
Now underneath
The shadow of tall tree
Lying on this little measure
Want to pray to others
To change their minds
For the sake of dignities.


Dr. Ashutosh

Image credit: Lucio Wanderley Wand

Wednesday 13 June 2018

Enthusiasm



I never hate mud 
When it rains
Use to play with it
In cloudy weather
When rain tickles
It sounds melodious
Vaporizes pain
Tears trickle
I swallow every drop
And feel enthusiasm
Of rain
In sight seeing
As well inside 
Of my heart.

Dr. Ashutosh

The place is gifted



A place
Far from war and peace
No taste of butter and cheese
Lives in the lap of nature
What a beautiful signature
Forgets the noise of Tames here
Crowd of London bridge touches never
Exterior from wall of heart
Interior into vacuum
The place is gifted 
Never think wealthy or cheap
Time with it always creeps
Seems likely remembrance of past
Findings of our memory at last.

Dr. Ashutosh

Pic Credit: Patricia Picardi

Saturday 9 June 2018

Wait..Wait..And wait



Her words bled
She felt dead
Because of my unbreakable silence
I was the reason
Of her tears
With that, she walked
Into the rain
And didn't look back
Now I'm still here
To wait her
But she has no more wish
To come back
My pale skin is longing for
Her charm
But alas, I can't get back the time
Except memories.

Dr. Ashutosh