I HAVE NEVER SEEN GOD
OR GHOST,
I WORSHIP GOD EVEN IF
I AM UNSURE OF HIS
PRESENCE,EXISTANSE;
WHENEVER I HAVE GONE
TO A TEMPLE
I PRAY,BURN A CANDLE
AND TRY TO SEE GOD
CLOSING MY EYES;
AS MY MOTHER HAVE TAUGHT,
ALAS,I FAILED EACH TIME
DON’T KNOW WHY GOD IS
GIVING DARSHAN TO ALL
EXCEPT ME.
I WONDER,HAVE I DONE
ANYTHING WORNG ?
I THINK ABOUT MY PAST DEEDS
BUT COULDN’T FIND A CLUE.
LEAVE THE TEMPLE
SILENTLY ,HOPING NEXT TIME
I WILL COME WITH LOADS OF DEVOTION
AS MY MOM,OR LIKE MY
GRAND FATHER ,MY
FRIENDS WHO ALLWAYS SEE GOD
IN THEIR HEART,
 ATLEAST A FLOWER
FALLS DOWN FROM THE HEAD
OF GOD AS A TOKEN OF  BLESSING FOR THEM;
I DECIDED TO COPY THEM
WHEN MY NEXT FINAL EXAM COMES.

I HAVE NEVER SEEN  GHOSTS
BUT STIIL I FEAR THEM,
WHENEVER I PASS  NEAR THE BURRIAL GROUND
OR DOWN THE BIG BANYAN TREE
IN THE NIGHT,
SOUND OF MOVEMENT OF DRY
COCONUT  LEAVES
OR SHADOW OF PALM TREE
IN THE NIGHT, IN MY VILLAGE
FILLS MY MIND WITH THE 
EXISTANCE OF GHOST.
BUT I HAVE NOT MET 
ANYGHOST WHILE CROSSING
THAT DARK CULVERT
OR BELOW THAT TAMRIND TREE.
BUT STIIL I BELIVE IN GHOST STORY
AS MY GRAND FATHER NARRATED.TO ME.
NOW I HAD MADE UP MY MIND
THAT I WILL BURN A CANDEL
AND PRAY TO THE GOD
TO HELP
 FOR THE ETERNAL JOURNEY
OF THE GHOSTS, TO ATTAIN NIRVAN,
TRANQUILITY;
I AM SURE IWLL BE ABLE
TO SEE GOD AS I AM BELIVING
HIS EXISTANCE,
I WILL NEVER FEAR GHOST
AS THEY WILL BE IN HEAVEN.
NOW I KNEW
FEAR,BELIEVE,TRUTH,LIE,GOD & GHOST
ALL ARE LIFE’S HALF TRUTH(”ARDHASATYA”.)

ARAVINDA

I am a kite

Flying high above the sky

Above the cloud,arround the the cloud

I want to fly still higher

To catch the sun.

I dance by the tune of wind

Mingle with other kites &

Give complex to the

Tail wagging birds.

I want to paint myself

With the colour of the rainbow,

the whisper of the wind

the touch of the mist

makes me wild

I want to move out of control

From the strings controlled by the

little boy on ground.

As i leap higher & higher

Wish to fly for ever

Never likes to come down to ground.

I talk ,laugh,share my thought

With other kites

Some agree with me,some disagree.

When i decide to say it is too much

to handle & its time to say good bye

i just loosen up myself from

the string

fly on my own direction

in lisure motion without any tention

I see little children running down

i stuck up myself on the tree

Or on a pole,

I peep through the leaves

to see whether anybody

is there to catch me?

I wish to be born as a kite

in my next life.