Land of no mansions!

For those who deny His existence,

Come and visit this hamlet
Where hangs no bell
No hymns that fills the ambiance
No chorus march forth and sing,
No eyes here long for your sacrament...

Miracles here brings
These crumbs of bread to feed on
These rags to wear for…
Every spring…

Worry not, my folk
Your money is safe, here
For they don’t demand it
To smile, in deed...

With a penny, they saved
Under this frozen firmament
No guard they need,
To guard their happiness...

Come and visit this hamlet
Where hangs no bell
For God needs no mansions
To live in,
On the worn-out curtains
That ruffles,
You will see His existence...

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"
2:55pm, 23rd Feb,2013, IISc
Dedicated to self-contentment!
Photo credits:
http://theamericanjesus.net/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/old-woman-praying1.jpg
http://www.artmajeur.com/files/atelierdima/images/artworks/650x650/6646984_freedom.jpg

The rueful reminiscence of romance…

When his eyes searched for her,

In that crowd of thousands,

She silently smiled,

And turned ignorant to his quest…

When he tried all his efforts,

To go and talk to her,

She admired his courage,

And faked to be hectic with her works…

When he praised the beauty in her,

About her eyes and her hairs,

She blushed, dear folk,

And rebuked him for flirting…

When he prayed for her success,

To win all the games, She was in-

She thanked him for his prayers,

And stayed away from his unconditional care…

But, now when she feel the same,

For his fathomless love,

Her eyes search for his shadow,

And he's gone…

She wish he was there...

She would have shown

The love she stored for him

In her yearning heart…

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

Just an imagination...

11:53am/2/15/2013-IISc

Photocredit: http://www.facebook.com/pages/world-of-love-art-magic-and-fantasy/145955665493128

Outburst!

I can't define this pain,

To the world,

This pain-

Of no wounds and no scars,

The world-

Where they believe in

What they see…

Absurdity, in fact

The world is mean,

Mercenary, its people!

No doubt, it is

No doubt, they are!

To the world,

Where eyes are lured by

The half-price-sales

Not by the limbless man!

Lying helpless on the street…

Where homeless lies the hearts,

Of their parents,

And they donate trillions,

To gain applauds of thousands

I expect nothing

From this society

Of hypocrites…

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"
IISc-4:00pm-02-07-2013
All tired...Frustrated World!

Photocredits:
1.http://www.touchofart.eu/galeria/Mariusz_Lewandowski/Pain_mle46-v.jpg
2.http://mayhemandmuse.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/watercolor-portrait-painting-pain-woman-female-face-art-drip-color-emotion-eyes.jpg
3.http://designalmic.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/New-pop-2012-Painting-By-Patrice-Murciano-MY-ICC-MY-PAIN.jpg

© 2013 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"