What's beauty?

The morning rose,
dark in red as it shows,
wet with the dew,
not bloomed fully too,
is this what I call beauty? No!

Half risen sun,
with a hue of crimson,
lighting up the horizon,
For a new day to go on.
is this what I call beauty? No!

Well planned city,
Buildings tall till infinity,
Nicely laid off roads,
From all nodes to nodes.
Is this what I call beauty? No!

Cute little kitten,
that finds us to threaten,
Brownish white puppy
and the tiniest guppy.
Is this what I call beauty? No!

Keenly chiseled sculpture
to precisely depict a culture.
carefully contrived miniature,
to display a mega structure.
Is this what I call beauty? No!

So what is beauty i shall reveal,
its one that gives a happy appeal.
It makes your other thoughts to cease
and takes your mind to absolute peace,
I call that beautiful with total zeal!

- V2K

Hidden help of the traffic

It was half past seven,
I was leaving for my home town,
I undoubtedly will call it heaven,
but the ticking time made me frown

Packed all my things and left home,
reached a bus stop and waited for one,
No time to watch and stand, and
it was a question of my travel planned.

My travel was scheduled to start at nine,
but traffic was getting into my nerve up to spine.
It was getting too late and also i cant run.
so took an auto to the nearest station.

Had no other go but to wait for a bus
couldn't find one and I was in total fuss.
At ten past eight, came a bus and that,
to the worst of my time, had a tyre flat.

Called one of my friends to ask,
if he was at office and done with his task,
and take his help and reach the station
but he was already at his personal location.

With just a few minutes of gap,
did I hire a personal cab.
Vehicles were static for more than a mile,
and the wheels only rolled few inches in a while.

Shouting, yelling, honk and beep,
were heard from each and every jeep.
Such a heavy traffic handled by one cop,
who was dazed showing to move or to stop.

Crawling in the roads inch by inch,
found a narrow street on the left which,
took us, though longer, to the destination
after such a long duration of commotion.

Reached the bus stop with a few minutes delay
and found out that the bus didn't stay.
Yet boarded the inching bus in that total mess.
Happy that even there the traffic was in full stress.

- V2K

The departure

Wheels roll on

as the engine whistles,

green is lit on,

for the journey to move on.

Hands free the windows

that gave way for the talk.

Legs walk as much as it can,

Take care bye bye are the words that span.

Eyes focus the dears,

as hands wave at them.

Many try to hide the tears

but some flow out them.

The train speeds up and

All see others do the same!

A brief sadness yet beautiful is put up,

In both the hearts that wave.

Children leaving Parents

Parents leaving children

friends leaving friends

Spouse leaving spouse.

The platform sees this a thousand times,

yet it can't show pity,

Only can it lend space to stand,

Till the train goes to infinity.

- V2K

Crowd for an icon

A ground and a stage that were empty,
somewhere in the heart of the city.
In which was arranged a spectacular show,
that was to have a hero whom millions bow.

Thousands of visitors at the gate,
totally focused and they had to wait.
Ran with utmost speed inside when
the gates were set completely open.

Using even a centimeter to stand,
to view the show set so very grand.
Such a strong mass growing even stronger,
the crowd was longing and growing longer.

As the hero of the mass made himself appear,
the gathering shouted at top of voice in total cheer.
for the sound directly from his vocal cords which
was always very particularly higher in the pitch.

Uncontrollable was the entire gathering.
Falling, slanting, pushing and rushing.
A lot of women were suffering from suffocation, and
lost children in the crowd awaiting any information.

What's so special about the one single person!
The music that he created was the only reason.
The cheers of the multitude and their exclamation
were really hard to give one elaborate explanation.

I, at times, had a question rising in my mind,
if the commoners were going crazy, wild and blind.
But its the every single note of the musician
that makes it worth and him a real time magician.
- V2K

A ground and a stage that were empty,
somewhere in the heart of the city.
In which was arranged a spectacular show,
that was to have a hero whom millions bow.

Thousands of visitors at the gate,
totally focused and they had to wait.
Ran with utmost speed inside when
the gates were set completely open.

Using even a centimeter to stand,
to view the show set so very grand.
Such a strong mass growing even stronger,
the crowd was longing and growing longer.

As the hero of the mass made himself appear,
the gathering shouted at top of voice in total cheer.
for the sound directly from his vocal cords which
was always very particularly higher in the pitch.

Uncontrollable was the entire gathering.
Falling, slanting, pushing and rushing.
A lot of women were suffering from suffocation, and
lost children in the crowd awaiting any information.

What's so special about the one single person!
The music that he created was the only reason.
The cheers of the multitude and their exclamation
were really hard to give one elaborate explanation.

I, at times, had a question rising in my mind,
if the commoners were going crazy, wild and blind.
But its the every single note of the musician
that makes it worth and him a real time magician.
- V2K

Problems

Right from the birth of every man,
Right from every dawn to dawn,
Circumstances start to play around,
and inconveniences takeoff to pound.

Many say only kids are problem free,
but in truth its not the way i see,
Aged can take handle and give it a try,
while all that can a kid do is only to cry.

Problems, some we take,
and some only we make,
we fight it and our ache,
for time to change it fake.

Problems, some are bruising,
Some are so very accusing,
some come so very abusing,
yet without them life's worth losing.

Problems, they come in all directions,
with assorted shape and level of projections.
Neither can we object nor can we deny,
Its but for us to stand and defy.

Problems, they start off with a smile,
but turn into wicked laughter after a while.
As long as we keep them near and near,
they grow out like a forest fire.

Everyman is very much aware,
that problems do always stare.
One who listens to his mind,
shall make the problems totally blind.

The father looks from above high,
and watches all those who cry and who sigh.
if he will take us to it, be sure
he will also take us through it.

~V 2 K

Changes

As and when the clock keeps ticking,
Something in the world is flipping,

For either improvement or impairment,
Go the changes and thats permanent.

We all undergo changes
with numerous different ranges.

Let it be a kid, boy or man,
changes go on to better a human.

Just as seasons are split into four,
everyone's life is split deep in core.

It being the Pivot on which the earth revolves,
is the reason that all of us evolve.

And yes, its crucial find the change's source
and also more vital is the change's course.

Invited are the ones slow and steady,
but not the ones which occur like eddy.

Drastic ones are cumbersome to bear
and its chore on heart is only to tear.

The one that brings this is only time,
Situations sometimes can also be prime.

Changes are good, important and certain,
For the world to move on without a curtain.
- V2K

When the city went sans light and sound,
I had something that I never had found.
The darkness reveals a wonderful story
that no one can beat the nature's glory.
I could hear the sound of the toad and crickets
and the rustle of leaves and the chirp of insects.
The power of the vision could best be seen
that moonlight is enough to view things so keen.
The colors of light were not in place
and the strength of the sight reached outer space.
I heard a roar of a plane till it faded
and its twinkle was only one that constantly waded.
We all got used to the noise in light,
but the silence of the dark is hard to fight.
God is great that he gives us a chance,
to take, at his creation, atleast a glance.
~V 2 K