Beauty and the Unbeautiful

Going on the same road everyday 

Looking at the same things.

Same regular banal scenes

Dirty roads, dusty pavements.

Heaps of garbage, filled with litters.

My eyes wander in search of beauty,

but unable to find any. 

In such a miserable world,

my only solace is you,

The only beauty, only source of peace.

The calmness of my eyes, after witnessing

the savagery of the people. 

Remain same, my love, through all times,

inspire me and my incipient rhymes.

you only have to look carefully

I always wanted to go to England

And walk on the university boulevard

On which yellow leaves fell and make

The alley yellow and heaven like

But I got a University myself

And I was walking on its boulevard

And perceived exact same scene

which I want to see in England 

I have stopped their and took

a deep Breath of mixed fragrances

Which I never felt before in my life

A thought at that time ran in mind

Why somewhen else I go?

When I can see it on my door.

river

That river flows down the hill

From the rocks and pebbles

Babbling and swooshing.

When I step in it

Its cold water welcomes

Me by touching my foot 

And cooling it

Your sensation is different

You sound is overwhelming

I sit beside and

I listen to you

I feel refreshed and 

I feel loved too.