Mother Nature - JV Deeps & Pooh

Mother Nature seasons all,
Man frowns,
So he can’t reasons all!

In frenzy he digs her heart,
womb in which he grows,
he tries to tear apart,
but still she feeds them all,

He mourns & digs deep,
Bliss is in acceptance,
Which he doesn’t know.

& still living in ignorance,
he tries to quarry gold,
but ends up with fool's gold,
thus goes on thy unending quest.
digging deeper & deeper,
but still finding no solace no rest!

Mother wants to teach,
His intentions are put to test,
He fails & in bid to succeed,
He stoops in exceed,
Affluent he becomes,
Leaving himself hollowed.

Hollowed as if eaten by termites,
hollow as crying within and laughing outside,
hollow like the tree,
falling down in gush of air,
still she loves, nurtures & cares,
she showers love in all her words,

Still she bestows her riches,
His longing for happiness,
Brings him back to nature,
She pours her heart out,
Subtle, serene & calmly she pours,
He drinks the nectar,
Intoxicated & rejuvenated,
He soars,
To become moron!
Moron but still her beloved child,
That’s why she blessed him with,
eyes to sparkle & lips to smile,
stubborn yet favorite,
giving countless chance to rise after fall

Who says mother is impartial,
Yes she is partial, partial to child called man,
Showering him with nectar,
Sending clouds to save him from tan.

Mother contours,
Amazed Man,
Bewildered by her beauty & enigma,
Satisfies his hunger,
C raves for more,
Mother still truly & kindly,
Keeps on pouring,
From the cradle till death bed,
Embraces him,
Even after death, cuddles him up.

But thy lust makes him see,
just his gains,
& thy ignorant of her pains,
Pains given by him,
killing her other Childs,
wasting her gifts &
breaking all rules,
how long she would bear,
wounds inflicted upon her.

She suffers & bleeds,
Still she worry for him,
Treats her wounds as his right,
Bestowed to him for unknown reasons,
She gives & just gives,
Shattered, Betrayed & disappointed,
Mends herself just to serve,
That’s her nature,
That’s why we know her as Nature!

Not jus mother her daughter too,
serves him this way,
taking al the pains,
thinking of no gain
She comes from far land,
crossing mountains, tackling stones,
reaches to him, satisfying his thirst,
giving water to plants to grow,
and satisfy thy hunger,
Obedient sister, she is river

Flowing not to gain,
But to blend,
Tides up & down to amaze,
Shows her fury,
At the apathetic face of him,
Comes back to her nature,
Flows silently & calmly,
Surges with gush of water,
In her banks, keeps her flow,
Man surrounded by nature,
To learn & to become,
To bear & to adore.

Little grains roll,
& reach to that small pond,
left behind by her,
Drenching themselves in her nectar,
They start spreading wings,
wings of life,
Life giving life to man,
thus she keeps on showering thy,
love n blessings,
she makes the life move on,
will remain there till eternity,
even when
many of his generations are gone.
Teaching him to stand up,
Stand up tall,
In front of all odds

She is dug,
Yields water,
She is sowed,
Harvests gold,
She is the base,
Gives a hold,
She is mined,
Yields coal, petrol & gold,
Man inflicts scars,
She takes the toil,
Quakes, slides but still holds,
Sources the life &,
Sustains the life,
The only planet,
Home to the species,
Maker of the heaven,
Yes, heaven on the earth,
That’s earth!

He looted her,
of all her beauty of all her jewels
kept on poking her,
giving innumerable sorrows,
but even in thy outburst,
she warned him before,
to go away far,
far from the danger zone,
She gave him all the places,
all the wealth,
but asked for nothing,
but always giving,
She is the essence of all
life begins with her,

Veerana

kaise jiya jaye bin tere,
ki yeh dil gamgeen hai,
na koi tasveer hai,
no koi manjar hai,
na jeene ki khwaish hai,
jindagi to chalegi hi,
par koi intezaar nahi,
na kashish hai,
na chah hai,
na koi humkadam,
is badi duniya,
mein ek bada si jagah hai,
wo fasla sara mere dil mein dafan hai,
kaise bhula du teri batein,
kaise bhula du teri yaadein,
jis baat ka ilm nahi tha abhi tak,
wo shayad abhi hua hai,
mujhe pyar hua jab,
mera humdum ruth gaya hai,
wo pal, wo lamhe,
nashtar ki tarah chubte hain,
pehle bhi rote the,
abhi bhi rote hain,
ankhon ko ilm nahi,
ki ab dil bhi hai shamil,
kabhi tu manzil tha meri,
aaj meri hai tanhai,
na jeene ki tamana hai,
na pane ki khawaish hai,
bas sab khote jana hai,
aur khud ko mitana hai,
tere bin ruh ne,
bhi ki harjai hai,
tu samne nahi,
bas dard e judai hai...

Aakhir Kyu?

Na aankhon mein aasu hai,
Na hoton pe shikva hai,
Kuch nahi tha humare beech,
bas isi ka ye kissa hai.
Phir bhi,
kyu sab kuch adhura hai?
aadat ke shikanje mein,
kabr maine hi khodi hai,
kitna sehna hai abhi,
bas isi ki ye fasana hai.

Dekhe the jo manjar,
ab wo khwab hi hain khanjar.....

Wo

socho nahi,
to kuch nahi,
jab socho to,
tha sab kuch wahi,
umad aata hai,
yaado ka saagar,
wo hasi,
wo intezar,
wo nok jhok,
wo sharat,
wo motu,
wo badmash,
wo pooji,
wo baarish,
wo delhi,
wo cp,
wo india gate,
wo ab bas wo hai…..
aur wo hi hai……

Manzil

Wo Manzil aur rasta hi kya…jise apni jagah rehne diya ja sake….
Rasta koi samajhta hai to wo nadi hai,
jisse nahi pata hota kaha uski manjil hai,
usko bas chalte jana hai,
rah mein sab ko apna banana hai,
ant mein bhi sagar mein kho jana hai

Only some "one" can be special?

Doing comes easy,
you do it with people,
with someone special,
you raise your expectations,
let the world be happy from me,
i will wait for one,
who will make my world happy,
and yes with someone special,
i have been raising my expectations,
how can i forget,
someone special needs all the more attention,
i was so busy in making me see my world happy,
that my world doesn't exists anymore,
may be he has been also raising his expectations.
Don't receive if you can't deliver, and you will be free,
Don't pretend, just deliver, what you can always digest,
and you will not raise your expectations,
and you will never be alone,
you will not need to wait for someone special,
coz then everyone will be special!

Proverbs

Doubt is the beginning, not the end, of wisdom.

Don't throw the baby out with the bathwater.

Don't take life too seriously; you'll never get out of it alive.

Don't put the cart before the horse.

Don't mend what ain't broken.

Enjoy what you don't know

Ceasefire

I am right,
Still I also carry on the fight…
I am kind hearted,
Still my eyes find faults,
I am nice,
Still I can’t forgive,
I have played my part,
Still it’s incomplete,

Did you really make a try?

Why shall I make a move?
I give a damn,
I don’t need it,
So I don’t need to feed it,
May be you need me,
I don’t even care looking your direction,
Come on,
Is it about who is right,
& who is wrong,
Can anyone tell who is right?
& who is wrong,
It’s just about being together,
Laughing few laughs,
Sharing some tears,
Tolerating some senseless jokes,
Do we’ have to be serious?
Just to be serious enough,
To restrain,
To become people proof..
Can we have TRUCE….