something falling down
a petal from blooming tree
getting apart ? beautiful
is it beautiful
to suffer and to wither
does pain is an art
how long is timeless
a heart beats against the time
waiting for a soul !
© S.Anand
Tag Archives: poems
To August
Wish I could steal it like
a silk thread of moments
or burn them in everlasting
fire of infinity.
You have given me twice
the love, why.
Then you torn apart me
from the bloom.
Twice the severance and
countless fall.
And now I’m be-muse
forever in the autumn.
And you are there
looking at the sky like
a free bird.
Like a giant tree
and the warm shadow.
Like a sweet kiss or
the time-lapse.
Why did you come August !
Copyright ©S.Anand
just human
I have fears
but I know no devil.
I’m scared but
it’s not darkness.
I had never been told
tales of demons.
I’m seeking myself
in this divine chaos.
My human mind is
enough for my fear.
©S.Anand
Haiku
Plum and Moon by Ohara Koson
Its the moon and the
shadows of wind, the jasmine
and ruins of love.
©S.Anand
The Roof
Every night when I look
outside….
Every night when I look
outside,
enjoy the moon and the flower,
I thanks the roof.
Every winter when I cuddle
the warm,
I thanks the roof.
In the stormy rain and
the lonely summer
when I look at the door,
I thanks the roof.
Every night when I’m exhausted
and life feels lasted
I’m fine, thanks the roof.
© S.Anand
The Roof
Every night when I look
outside,
enjoy the moon and the flower,
I thanks the roof.
Every winter when I cuddle
the warm,
I thanks the roof.
In the stormy rain and
the lonely summer
when I look at the door,
I thanks the roof.
Every night when I’m exhausted
and life feels lasted
I’m fine, thanks the roof.
© S.Anand
Eternity In A Moment
Thomas Locker Gateway to eternity
Life goes on, mediocre.
Bending, breaking, crazy
and exhausting the human
will.
Life goes on, challenging
and commonplace.
Moments all I have
to cherish….forever?
Who wants to live
forever?
My eternity lies in
the moments.
Life goes on, agonizing
evermore.
© S.Anand
To have and To hold
To encounter and to feel it,
Is to face, to meet it.
Its better if lost it
because then you had it.
To hold and to detain
is not the way to have it.
Few things like shiny diamonds
can be hold forever.
Things like warm heart
can not be embosomed forever.
Incarcerate the feeling and
the mind have its days.
Wither away memories
not their ways.
Its stays like
an impression
and reflect like
impersonation.
© S.Anand
Rather Be Less Human…..
Mornings are always inspiring and made me wrote these random lines.
Rather Be ‘Less Human’
I didn’t expect that butterflies should
have memories!
Why, such spirit should carry such burden,
but I know butterflies understand the touch.
Only if you have feel those colors,
holding your heart in hands.
I would rather be a bird and
collect some grass.
A bumblebee on lily, 
I will spend time with pond.
Like a purplerum,
will soak the sun.
I would rather be,
‘less human.’
