Ready to fly in the open skies

Time for the hot sun

To hide

Cool shining moon to rise

Dusk on the anvil

In the shade of a tree

She was standing

With an untold anxiety

Clearly visible

From the waiting eyes  

Playing with her curly hair

Looking left and right

Waiting for the beloved

To come and take her in his arms

Plant a sweet kiss on her lips

She didn’t knew

I was watching her beauty

With an uncanny desire

She looked

Like a desperate bird

Ready to fly

In the open skies

23-05-2011

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One has to move

(A POEM FOR CHILDREN)

I drive a Car

He rides a Motorbike 

Everybody moves 
The way he likes

Go place to place 
By some means

Camel and Bullock Cart

In the villages,
Some ride

Donkeys and Horses since ages

People who live,
Near water

Move by Ship or Steamer

Rivers are not big as the sea

One uses Boat or Ferry

When they move they make merry

Aeroplanes and Helicopters

Reach you faster than others

Riding a Bicycle two by two

Is slow but steady  

In Truck or Bus

One has company of many  

Travelling by Train is very enjoying

 Sound of the track and wheels

Resembles rattling of dry leaves

In snow

Sledge pulled by Dogs

Is the only choice

Some travel to moon in dreams

Reach everywhere, without any means

Unlike the astronauts,

Who travel by Rocket ?

To go to mars or moon

One thing is certain

One cannot remain calm and still

Either on two Legs or by a vehicle

Whether on

Two, three or four wheels

One has to move by

Some means

21-05-2011

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