desires, unfulfilled

Beneath the silvery moonlight,
Lonely, near the wall stands she,
Oh! that's me.
I forced myself to read these books,
But soul enjoys, the velvety looks
Of the moonlit lamp, shining stars,
Autumn leaves and withered flowers
Amazing is autumn,
Amazing its essence.
Sans the fragrance
Of flowers and leaves, rests the fragrance of peace.
The river flows in wilderness,
But my soul left the chills of ambition behind,
To live the warmth of serenity and its kind.
It is not all about a soul
Or a body but me as a whole,
I wanna watch beyond dissatisfaction
And did it just now- with this action;
Even without the green and other colors,
The nature seems to convey to its lovers
That if you remove these covers
Of materialism and desires,
You would watch how beautiful
The soul looks when it acts plentiful
In the way it has always wanted-
Right and in the light of truth,
Believing in the might of the right.

HEADING FOR A SACRIFICE

I am seeing the pleasure of the end,

Approaching victory, as death seeps in.

No regrets, but my heart will never bend,
Fearing death. the country who lent
Life,birth and being; For her we will win.
Over darkness, cold, hunger and wind.
Today, the howling death will be kinned
To a soldier's mortality.
But the reasonless hostility
That my country lives, pains.
Their blood on the snow,
While they wander in the heaven's lanes.
My country sinks with pride
And then rises again to fight.
I know, i will be gone with a blow
From mother's lap to Almighty's feet.
I will smile in life and afterlife
Because i know, India will live, i die or not,
There will be celebrations even if our bodies rot
In this snow. I know not about me,
But i will win, living or dead
And our motherland's head
Will be held high ever
For her soldiers are hers forever.