You are my flower, Me a humble bee!

You are my flower ,my honey,Me a humble bee

hovering around you ,tumbling on you, mumbling love

Pulled by the dazzling colour  and rich aroma

The busy bee made humble, busy around you

Enjoying , tasting the honey in delight

You are my living, walking flower

Swaying in style when you move around

A breathtaking sight to behold

Mesmerizing me, buoying me up

To fly about you intoxicated

Your dimpled smile invites me to a

Paradise in waiting, bewitching ,

Squeezing the honey to taste

I remain tasting, wasting no time

Letting not a single drop go untasted

I pat-pat my wings over you

Generating the ‘whirrr’ing music

To make you rejoice and dance ‘ wheez,

Wheezing’ in the gentle wing’s breeze

music and dance, music and dance, yay!!

You are a perennial flower

Me a perennial bee, your lover

unravaged by the savage of time

rolling on to a life time

flower and bee, flower and bee, hey!!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Come into my arms

Come into my arms

let me whisper love into your ears

showering kisses on your honey lips and all over you

don’t feel lonely anymore stay there in my arms

feeling loved and in love

Love melts the loneliness

And the togetherness brings warmth in winter

Chillness in summer a state

To stay in comfort all seasons

Wrap your arms around me with love

Embrace tightens around each other

with a yearning and passion to love,

make love and feel the fulfillment

loneliness turning into togetherness

nights and days getting sweeter

we may physically pull apart for moments

yet the memories of remaining in arms

stay there imprinted in memories

joyously haunting the temporary void

mentally bridging you and me

Come again, come into arms

feel again, step into dreams

we return to the state of bliss

where we belong and deserve

it’s a pleasure it’s on!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

I was a shy boy, now ......

I was a shy boy, now ……

You thought I am a play boy now!

Ahhh! It shows your naughtiness, hmmm, wink!

Yea I am when it matters to be so

So what I am exactly now?

In my early school years

Confidence was short

Feeling overawed by all including

the darling gals, just running

Away to avoid facing them

Things started turning when me

Started learning, mastering Science,

Mastering the language, mastering literature

There emerged the new me

Mastering myself, gaining confidence

The same blokes, gals I shied away

I make friends easily , quickly feeling

at home making them feel at home too

yet  I am not heady winning their friendships

there is a way to go, story to tell

I work on means to share my science

The beneficial ideas to the society by work and write,

Sharing my fictions and poetry

Yea have a message to tell, leave behind

my messages to the world, now you tell who I ‘m now!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Comedily yours!

Hi, my sense of humor stays with me

This is one time it overpowered me to

Write a comedy piece on comedy!

Comedy is lovable but there is no second choice

To say I will make you laugh next time

First time you clik and make it a hit

To elicit spontaneous laughters

If you fail you drop dead and dud

Comedy is then a tragedy!

Comedy is gift of brain not gift of mouth

Presence of mind, quick wit and repartees

are the weapons arming you with humor

when well done it makes all enjoy

steals the heart ,seals a victory

comedy is a king, a queen supreme

Make comedy when you can

Take home the hearts, come on!

Let your words dressed in comedy

Comedy then wins and rules

Here I come comedily yours!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Do they read my poems?

I believe I write real nice

Still I get my doubts

Do they read my poems

The poets and poem loving folks

Ok, reading do they like them too?

Poets many, folks many

Still the likes are not that many

The comments are not any!

What is happening?

How to make all,read, like comment?

Is there personal preference

On seeing something posted

Do they think He/she is real nice

So let me have a look

Proceed to like and comment

Love and romance is first priority read!

Oh my! I write Science, nature, other

Social willy-nillys too

How to make them read my great stuff?!!

Yaa folks put your value suggestions here

I am waiting , poems are waiting in queue

How to make all the folks queue up read?

A million , billion, trillion question at this hour

Gentlemen and noble women do post your views

Awaiting the golden clues , shoot!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Why do I write?

Love and lure of Science,

Urge to share and reveal it,

Concern for my fellow beings,

Drive to focus on their plight,

Joy and delight of Nature, romance,

All sparking inspiratory bursts

Concocting a heady brew

I write!

The imprints saved in memory

Joining the flow of thoughts,

Unleashed by a lightning,

On the moment downpour

Disgorging the heady brew

I write!

A self-made original brew

Uncopied and unpirated,

The trademarks, brands and copyrights

All come ingrained in the way

I write!

Science angel’s magnetic pull,

Mother nature’s pristine beauty,

Concern for the poor brethren’s

Untold sufferings, my own romance,

Millions , trillions of all those in love,

All get a voice through me

So I write!

The inspirations ensure

it is no perspiration,

Yes writing is no sweat it is sweet!

Sweet shared with others

So I write!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

My pillow, my darling!

My darling is far off and away

Yet she is so near in my heart and dear

Still I felt missing her presence here

So I named my pillow in her name

Yea my Pillow is my darling!

The pillow makes up for her absence

In all possible ways pillow comes alive as her

Getting attention and all the love that she will get

If at all she came in person for real

Love my pillow, love my darling!

The pillow is in my bed as my darling

I hug passionately, kiss lovingly fondling , 
squeezing the edges as her hillocks

Crazily making love to the pillow

Imagining her cries and moans in ecstasy

To make the loving sweeter

I let my darling to know the pillow

Named as her and in bed beside me

My darling loves it knowing what I do with it

sending by remote her persona and love into it

love is blind love is without reason

yet the love on pillow is visual,

real and with sweet reason

till I meet my darling for real

my pillow,her pillow, is my love , my darling!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Daaaling is my darling!

Daaaling is my darling!

Think my darling’s name is daaaling?

I just call a darling a daaaling, hahaha

That’s my trademark style and way

You like it? You like it or not the daaaling likes it!

Daaaling is a sweetie,daaling is a honey

daaaling is heaven,daaaling is beautiful ,

daaaling is ravishing, daaaling is an angel

daaaling is a darling, daaaling is sweetheart

a sherry to make merry, enjoy!

My utterance and usage of daaaling

Have inspired many to emulate, copy paste

The daaaling style in calling their darling

I have daaaling me too a daaaling, wink!

Daaling is a doll , ling(k) to the heart!

Daaalings are many yet one daaaling

Will be special and very special

I am sure that way the daaaling will like it more

A daaaling close to heart and soul

Is a daaaling forever , ever and ever!

Daaaling is the whole time companion

A life time co traveler, a mate to fall back on

Enjoy the times, share the pains

Sharing ,caring the times and life time

Is the way to the heart of a real daaaling!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Magnetic appeal

My love has a magnetic appeal

Where her appeal stems from?

Is that on her lovely name? sweet persona?

Her beautiful physique?Her nice demeanor?

she has appeal written all over , all about her!

The way she speaks, the way she moves

the way she sings, the way she dances,

the way she cares, the way she loves,

all bundle and sum up to make the grand appeal

swaying the mind, heart and soul

I was unknown she was unknown till we met

Her appeal worked through space and cosmos

to pull me to her and let known to each other

Hard to believe yet that was what I was led to believe

her magical appeal doing it’s rounds

An angel to love the appeal is her aura that lures

The appeal attracts many yet me lucky

To make an appeal on the appeal itself

Like opposite poles that attract

Our opposite appeals made the impact!

I remain spellbound in her appeal

She remains in my bounds with full will

Her appeal on me and mine on her

Are here to stay , stay for life

Magnetic appeal is lasting appeal, freeze!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Love me, never leave me

When I found the love in you

I reposed faith in your  love

you came as a consolation

To my wounded pride and heart

So enjoy the love darling

ask not what you did with other love

How far you gone into love with her

Probing and testing the me in love with you

Be happy to know the love

Abandoned earlier was not completed

Into a physical relationship

Love me darling love in full

Love consummates in making love

From time immemorial this is what love is about

Test not the love hurt not the love

Love is insane but the sanity returns too

When Hurt or insult self-pride awakens

Then sanity returns raising questions

Whether I need this love?

There the love balloon bursts, whoosh!

Let not the love be a bursting balloon

Let it be a hard ball to crack

Bolstered by your love, our love

Enjoy in full enjoy both body and mind

When I have you as golden love

Need I to seek love elsewhere darling?

Trample not the violets of love

Yea love me,  never  leave me!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Who is that honey?

Who is that honey?

A search for that honey is on

Honeys are many out there

Who is my honey of all those honeys?

One honey is beautiful, one is romantic

One is wild, one is cold, one is old

One is gold, one is mad, one is rude

Hey honeys are all sorts, sizes and traits

Honeys have their  own darlings

Which honey will be my darling

Searching to pick and choose

Enjoy for life all myself

Ah there is competition to the best honey

A cat race, horse race, boat race

Hating this race I search on

Who is receptive , receptive to me alone

One who is content ,who is committed

One who is possessive, one who is trustable

Finding that honey is not gamble, game

A life matter , so I wait till I get my honey

-Mohan Sanjeevan

A bit of Science, a bit of Literature

I am a bit on the Science side

A bit on the literary side

As I research,write on science

As I emote, imagine  write poetry, fiction

Yea a bit on Science , bit on literature

Bit by bit trying to be a hit on both

Trying not to be hit by confusion

Ending up as a misfit in both

Science and literature two eyes to see

Two legs to journey no confusion this!

I bring literature into Science

And bring Science into literature

Yea science geek into poetry

A poet into science world

Science and lit. walk hand in hand

Made possible by the gift of nature

Nature is great and knows what to give

Nature is science, lit, music,arts,  all

I know that to feel not heady and proud

Just a bit of science ,bit of lit in the oceans, salute!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

She's my heaven

                                      

Who says heaven is up there?

For me heaven is right here on Earth

The blue eyed girl ,flowing haired angel

Honey lipped ice girl, honey dipped damsel

She is my heaven , heaven of heavens

She is a sweet  kitty, plays so naughty

Her smile so mystic, fabulously voyeuristic

Gorgeous in build, gracious in gait

Sandal like legs holding her golden torso

She is a wholesome package of bliss

Her love so possessive , so steadfast

She had an icy rock in front when I met her first

Rock presenting a stumbling dam between us

Our overflowing love melted the rock, demolishing the dam

Inundating, bathing us in gushing streams of love

Egged on by love, love surges unabated

Drenching us in ever growing desires

To be with each other in total unison

Her possessive love makes it more than 100%

Making her my haven, delightful heaven forever!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Hmmming is humming!

Hmmm , what  this hmmm?

It may mean a mechanical yes proceed, next?

Real listening ,pensive hmmm asking more to say

Her  hmmming is humming!

Her hmmmm says ok darling, then

The hmmm falling sweet on ears as melody

A hmmm difficult to anticipate coming like

a bolt from the blue on lucky moments

when I say her hmmm is sweet she just laughs

Her hmmm gets sweeter all the time

I am fan to her, fan to her hmmm

Hmmm rings sweet , hmmm fans out love!

She has a mmmm as exciting as the hmmm

Hmmm and mmmm take me to heavens

A toast to the ears, feast to the mind

Pleasing, rejoicing, tickling me no end

Her Hmmm is an invitation, so is the mmmm

A temptation to carry on

Carry on I do, hoping, waiting

for more humming hmmms, mmmms to come in!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

She is sleeping on my chest

She wanted to sleep on my chest

I let her rest there happily

She is sleeping on my chest

So peacefully like a sweet baby

I feel like a flower resting on me

The softness caressing me heavenly

Her fragrance stirring up , pervading me

Filling me up , my mind and soul

She is tired, stressed, exhausted

Happy that she chose to rest on my chest

Seeking solace and comfort

Blissed I am , blessed by her love

How long you can keep me here

She asked , “as long as you wish” I assured

Yea she can rest here for life

Whenever  she needs , pleasure is mine

I let her rest with no worries whatsoever

I need her there too in silky embrace

She rests on me, my mind rests on her

Ssshh!! My sweet baby sleeps, let her, let her!

-Mohan Sanjeevan 

My 'Ah', 'Aww', 'Wow' Girl!

The first impression of her  is  ‘Ah’!

Her awesomeness stunningly  ‘Awww’!

Her full picture presents a breath taking “Wow’!

Aha!  She is my ‘Ah’, ‘Aww’ , ‘Wow’ Girl!

What makes her tick?

What makes her an irresistible kick?

I set about exploring and explaining, ending up

with more ‘ah’s, ‘aww’s, ‘wow’s unexplained!

Something special about her features

Twinkling eyes, bewitching smile, radiant face

Melodious speech, her alluring gait and moves

The pleasing manners, receptive, caring ways

Not just something special about her

Everything about her is very special

All ‘Ah’ ‘Awww’ ‘Wow’ about her!

She magicks, she spell binds, she conquers!

I stay tuned, stay glued to her

To catch the glimpses of the ‘Ah’s, Aww’s , ‘Wow’s

To make them all my very own

To make her all my very own!

-Mohan Sanjeevan