Random thoughts

‘Each day initiate hopes,

from the privation passed !

Birthdays are monument

of time, one never revisits’
   
             
                   II

         Thought of friends when with kin

         With kith, mind strolled to the kin.

         Now none with me, than this skin

         But my mind strolls forth and hind.

                 
                    III

This morning on highway,
flower pelts paved his way
for his last journey  

                   IV

          Garbage at every corner,
           verbal diarrhea in every newspaper 
          City stinks as its rulers! 

                   V

Line of lights lit along

Rays of hope shower along

Care tick wish to all on. 

                   VI

         Don’t know why that shit is not coming out        

         It stuck ever now, hell of a time               

         Hold it for ever, till a good poem is born.