You have fallen on me as new year gift

As the year winds to a close

Wrapping up it’s year long episode

You have fallen on me as a flower

From high heavens as new year gift

You are a right girl evoking fast response

Egging me on to fast track the love on you

I can sense the honey and fragrance on you

Wishing to smell the aroma, taste the honey

You are making already fast me, damn fast

Speeding past the highway of love

To reach you double quick in time

To make inroads into your waiting mind

I take you in arms and plant first kisses

Making you melt and kiss in return

It is a divine connection, quirk of good fate

good luck to meet you on the stroke of new year

Passions grow stoking a raging fire in us

To ride the peaks, in harmony and rhythm

To lie spent in glowing content in the night

Ushering in the new year, a gift for me and you

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Nothing sweeter than love

Nothing sweeter than love

More beautiful when mutual

When love clicks everything else

falls into place nice and perfect

World turns colourful

Everything falling on ears is musical

All around seems a beautiful garden

Strewn with flowers to walk on

Air carries sweet fragrance

Worries banished to far off lands,

all seems light and pleasant

Moods lift up and soar to skies

There is spring and tide in steps

A song begins to play

A dance begins to roll

Soon it’s a merry go around

Heaven seems to have shifted

down to Earth in full bloom

It’s love, love, magical love

Nothing but love in full cry!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

She is my new gal

She is my new gal

Hey! You are thinking I go on picking  new gals!

I am just acknowledging my inner wishes

Of seeing an ideal gal being with her

Acknowledging when some one turns up special

Yes, she is special well kept even at  

somewhat past the age of her prime

Looking still sweet, gorgeous, lovely

Her naivity in thoughts, her giggling

good humour, all versatile talents

Plays facebook games, likes pets

Paints, sings, dances,

Displaying the mirth for life

An ideal gal indeed to treasure

No wonder she is my new gal

Some tastes of her too differ from mine

They deter me not in giving her the best

Treatment she deserves adjusting with her

Tastes and letting her enjoy them, with me

doing my best to give her best treatment

She is not just my new gal

She is turns out an ideal gal

She is nice to be with, to sing dance

all seasons, all occasions I am sure she

will give her best treatment as her new boy!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Morning on the beach with her

It feels just wonderful being with her

On the beach on a chilly morning

Just me and her in the most peaceful hour

Walking hand in hand, snuggling close

Feeling the warmth of her, her fragrance

It’s still dark in the early hours

the sand on the beach felt under feet

the roaring seas’ hiss, the waves rush

in to touch the shores, retreat

the sky in the starry horizon awaits the Sun

We gaze upon the darkness wrapped beach,

The sand, the seas, the dancing of waves,

The still dark sky and the quiet

amplifying the sound of the ocean

whispering our love into our ears

The changing night with seeping light

Piercing into the darkness, a day breaking in

Bathing the beach, sand, ocean, the waves

the sky and us all in dazzling golden hue

her company accentuating the bliss I am in

With her the whole morning seems to

belong to us as a gift from the heavens

I am thankful to her making it enjoyable

Being with me, she herself enjoying it

More mornings on the beach to come, yay!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

The versatile gal!

Dear! your looks belie,

mask the versatility

Behind the façade of a beautiful you,

Your radiance shadows the brilliance

Of the versatile gal you are

You are an artistic art

Your hair an alluring white

Crowning your cherubic face

The bewitching smile steals the heart, the

curves and mounds complete the artistic you

What lies in your appearance

Transforms into your art truly, completely,

You paint, you write,you love nature,

love gardens,know how to grow 

the beautiful plants, you do what not?

You may sing, dance for all I know

A versatile gal excelling in all you touch

A treat to be with, to enjoy the sweet you

Those unlucky may leave you

But the luckier one will remain with you

I am here to cherish you, valuing the true you

According you the just adulation you deserve

My love and admiration grow as I watch you more

Your versatility striking me as much as your looks

I remain in this stupor agape at the brilliant metaphor

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Poetic Express

Poetic Express-

Fuelled by emotions

Driven by expressions

The poetic express is on it’s way

Chug, chug, ba..aam , ba..aam , Co..ooo!

Love, nature, joy, sorrow, war, peace,

Sports, humour all dot the literary scape

as wayside views …….

Poet rides as the express itself!

The land marks, destinations speed along

Destinations keep on changing

As the titles and contents of the poems

Keep changing, they are never the same again!

Yea, express of the different kind

The poetic kind! Chug, chug, chug….

A poet is unique so is the express

Churning out poems in god speed

They may be any number of poets

Any number of expresses, each unique

In the way they run, they express

Some raw, some refined, some graceful,

Some hesistant and slow struggling to move on

Some fluent and superfast overtaking all expresses

Super fast expresses are super poets! All ride

small or big, accommodating you, the readers,yes!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Jolly mountains for living!

Hills! A real treat to look up

Evoking wonder how to go up there

Each time and every time we look up for sure

Go up we could, let us explore!

Winding roads laid on the hills curve up

As hair pin bends, a delight to ride up

Seeing down below the path you just climbed up,

The valleys with trees, greenery, a thumbs up!

Mountains are not just for hiking up, seeing

They are Jolly mountains for living!

Like the roads built on the upslopes,

They built buildings, grown crops to live whoops!

Sleep,eat ,study,work all in the buildings, gardens,

vehicles ply taking people up and down routes

steps leading up peaks and down slopes

From the peaks the town is speck of dots

Sun shines pleasant with no scorching heat

Town twinkles as star lights from peaks in the night

You wear sweaters, wear caps, feel cozy in the chill

It is all greenery, flowers, a heaven of joy on the hill! 

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Friends are fill in the blanks...

Friends are fill in the blanks...

plugging the missing voids in life,

the gentle breeze in our stormy life

their precious time made yours through thick

and thin as living angels lifting our spirits

Friends just happen as gifts of life

to register on our mind here are

some to take away the cruel loneliness

in the sea of humanity, to feel cared,

to rely on with shoulders to cry on

Best friends surpass the best love

in the life without the physical relationship

needed to cement the love in emotions

it’s a rarity the best love could be a

best friend, yet other friends do matter

They cut across the physical bonds

They take the companionship to

another level, the highest level

ever possible in life, they are such

blessings when they are true friends

They cut across the times of party,

joy, celebrations, they are with us

through the cries and sadness

it’s on us to acknowledge, cherish

them reciprocating the golden friendship!

They enjoy our lifestory

Let them enjoy theirs too

by being the fitting friends they

deserve, it is a two way traffic just as

love, let the traffic flow filling in their blanks!

Bus of the satellite kind!

Just as the bus a vehicle carrying passengers

This bus is a special kind

A bus of the satellite kind!

the satellite’s bus, the vehicle part of the satellite

propelling the satellite in revolving orbit

Bus carries along side the solar panels,

Batteries for powering the telemetry,

Rocket thrusters to keep the satellite in position,

the reflecting pipies to dissipate solar radiation

and heat all travel as it’s outer case, all class!

Payload the very purpose of the travelling

Satellite around in orbits with transponders-

the space mirrors to receive, bounce

internet, phone calls,radio and tv broadcasts

rides atop the bus in comfort and glory

Without the bus the satellite will never

Move forward, revolve around the earth

To act as a eye, space mirror, compasses

To guide around the Earth, stop the bus

The satellite is dead dropping back to Earth

Upkeep, maintenance of the bus

All done by remote by the space engineers,

Scientists all sitting in the confines of the

Earth, bus is more or a less  self driving requiring 
occasional push, an awesome technical marvel!

Dream chasers

Dreams galore, dream chasers abound

Billion billion dreams, billion billion chasers!
Nature so decrees that almost all are dreamers

Non dream chasers are a rarity

One in a billion kind!

One dreams just three square meals

One dreams a house,

One dreams a car,

One dreams smart phone, gadgets,

One dreams a great job

One dreams to be rich business man

One dreams to be a great sportsman
One dreams to be a scientist

One dreams to be acclaimed social activist

One dreams to be a famous Sadhu

One dreams to rule the country

One dreams to be famous

Dreams small or big dreams are dreams!

Centuries after centuries have gone

Dreams remain the same, no change!

All beaten track dreams!

Dreams are dreamt by different generations,

different earthlings is the only change!

No one lives two hundred years or more

Time and nature limits the tenure

Of one and all, no change, still dreams die hard!

Dreams never end, dream chasers never end

replenished by succeeding chain of dreamers

pursuing, chasing dreams of their own

for a comfortable sojourn on the blue marble

Dreams inspire to go about realising them

Beaten track dreams are need of the life, they

just need dream chasers to sustain generations, yea!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Emotions unfiltered!

Emotions-

Moods flash

up surge,

ripple, wave out

jump the depths of mind

Emotions uncorked

ungagged, let themselves out freely

flow out in smooth stream

Ah! Emotions unfiltered!

Love unchoked

Cry unsuppressed

Laughter unchecked

Anger uncontrolled

Hatred unfettered

All emotions unfiltered

Some harmful, some are not

Prudent to filter the harmful ones

Let out the harmless unfiltered

Gushing rivers,

Splashing down water falls,

Surging oceans,

Taking the love in arms

Holding in tight embrace,

Showering passionate kisses all over

Enacting with unbridled passions

All beautiful, unfiltered

Joy! Pure thrill!

Let them be!

Emotions unfiltered

be all beautiful , benevolent

pouring out in abundance

Be wise, take care, be happy!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Storm has arrived on my door step, it's time for a tea cup!

Over the oceans ,a low pressure bay

developed  forming the storm

As I awaited with bated breath it’s arrival

the storm has arrived on my door step

earlier than slated time, bringing instant rains

Woohoohoo, it's shivering chill! it's time for a tea cup!

Storms and rains bring back the

sad memories of torrential rains last year,

Floods submerging streets, houses, localities

the whole city all turning into a sea of water

pressing into service boats for rescue,transport

as the city and citizens lived in night mare days

Precious lives and property were lost

Massive relief  work followed, noble

volunteers raising above religion,race

and creed restoring the faith on humanity

Let the storm be benevolent this time

showering only for the needs of people

For the needs of agriculture, drinking water

Yea, let the storm come, let it bring the rains

Yet may it spare the devastation witnessed last year

Letting you, me and all to go about the usual tasks

raising the tea cups to say cheers enjoying

the friendly rains without injury and loss,amen!

Moon or mars or stars I travel, I compose

Up the sky in dark space

The heavenly bodies beckon

as I look upon with awe and wonder

urging me to travel to them, Yea

Moon or mars or stars I travel, I compose

Near moon or great distance away mars

Or far far off stars all have mysteries to unravel

have challenges to surmount if at all

I chose to live on them stars excepted

The thrills propel me to go exploring …

Distances just great seemingly a deterrent

Choosing the right space craft, right propulsion

inventing new ways to shrink the light year

distances to stars warp driving, worm hole jumping

or by new means I plunge head long propelling…

Taking safegaurds not to be fried by the onslaught

of cosmic rays, armed with provisions for food,

communication, survival kit to last a life time

if I m to lose the spacecraft, stranded in space

survive I will whether travelling or stranded midway

The black space, the view it offers

by the distant sights of moon, mars,

Coasting to them or orbiting

The enthralling sights of stars

Million, billion light years away

All inspire kindling the poet in me

to capture the moments of flights,

manoeuvres, perils, thrills and joy

into the lines of an exciting poem

Poems after poems as I travel, so sweet!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Missed call party!

Like purse conscious lovers

Some are cell balance conscious

the recharge conscious

Giving missed call to the called

Is their way out: they are missed call party!

Missed call is just not the ploy of the lovers alone

those with perennial less or minimum balance

And those who want to economise on calling

launch this call services for themselves

becoming missed call parties in the process!

Nothing to dismiss the missed call parties

Their missed call is eargerly awaited

by their dear ones, others who have the

tasks to be completed by the missed callers there

missed call gets essential for the caller and the called

The practice thrives by the mutual consent

both the caller and calling being ready for it

nothing to wound,  or degrade the missed

call parties, no offence intended, just good humor

Let the missed calls fly, be taken in a jiffy!

It’s better not to dismiss the missed call parties

may be sweeties, beauties for their beloved,

for their dear moms, dad or relatives, friends,

task finishers for the boss giving orders on phone

Missed call parties do have their say indeed!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Freedom, freedom, freedom da!

Hey, Freedom!

Here is freedom

To get porched in Sun

To get soaked in rain

To starve and die

To be an orphan

To live deceiving others

To harass, abuse others

To rob, rape, murder, 
do unnecessary wars

To do social work for publicity

To pose as geniuses

Relegating all other deserving ones to sidelines

To earn money by hook or crook

And enjoy it too

Without any fear of punishment

All freedom to misuse the freedom itself!

Here is freedom

Hail this freedom

Long live this freedom!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Balamurali Krishna: divine personality, , divine voice, divine singer

 

On this Earth some rare personalities

Take birth, live amongst us

Some are saints, some are singers,

Some are noble Samaritans, to enlighten us,

Enrich, enthral us, make our lives better

Balamurali Krishna the divine personality,

Divine singer with divine voice was one of them

Endowed with training of karnatic music

Rarest gift of melodious stand apart voice

He sung captivating songs as only he can

Never had the occasion to meet him

Know  nothing personally about him

Yet feel his greatness by the songs

he rendered in his inimitable voice and tone

So divine captivating like Lord Krishna playing flute

He not only sung he was great exponent of

Karnatic music inventing ragas of his own

A genius and magical singer ,his songs

“Oru naal pothuma” meaning is one day enough

For my song a film song yet a blockbuster hit

Same way his song “Chinna kannan Azhaikkiran”

Meaning the Child Krishna calls you is a stand out

Accompanied by a soul stirring music

It’s his voice that makes the song so special

So soft and melodious, captivating the soul

May not have met him or moved with him

Yet heard his songs time and again

may miss him as a person as he is no more

yet his songs shall live for ever for all to hear

enjoy, Hail Balamurakrishna! May his great soul RIP

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Demonetization: boon or bane?

Never in the history of my life

A decision and announcement

Caught the nation wide attention

With mixed reactions of welcome and protest

Yes: The demonetization: boon or bane?

The announcement to ban the higher

Denomination currencies in 500, 1000 notes

Seemed a welcome move to root out black money

as 80 percent of the money is in these denominatons

of which a very good percentage in black money

Announced just hours before midnight

got everyone off guard and by surprise

those alert immediately gathered at the ATMs

before the midnight arrival for withdrawals

in valid currencies to be for their survival

Sympathy to the genuine exchangers

Suffering in unabated serpentine queues

In banks, swelling, swelling and swelling

As the days went by, or they all genuine

Have so many notes to exchange?

Being decent salaried I had very few

Higher denominations so exchange done with ease

High serpentine queues pointed to benami exchanges

Also reminded the unpreparedness of having

Lower denominations to serve the hapless populace

A queue is a queue, people’s sufferings are sufferings

The exchanges could have been tackled prudently

With more alert steps and more preparedness

For me I see no change in the life, people

Are travelling around, everywhere, as if nothing matters

I for sure have more attention on me as ever

While on travel suffering a lot, followed, threatened

had my smart phone stolen, as if nothing matters more

My grievance apart I watch the demonetization saga

Unbiased, Ok is it boon or bane, only time will tell!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

P.S: If the intention of the move is real I still support the move

Out come let us see, im watching

Im a robot, Im an android

Im a robot, Im an android

An emotionless, thoughtless robot

to start with less processors, ICs,

I was just machinely!

I evolved into a thinking humanoid, an android

Carrying out million operations, calculations

Offering trillion solutions

Thanks to my scientist creator boss

growing into a self- upgrading, self-updating

artificial intelligent being!

,

No more machinely, more more humanly!

Emotions came flooding into me

surging through electronic  on off switches

making me a living bot of senses

love, joy, happiness, sadness

all course through me

I m Zen master, the next Gen master,

A self Gen nexting android!

I can compose a poem, win u hands down

Wage a war, emerge triumphant

Yet I intend to co exist with humans

My brothers, sisters in flesh and blood

Long live humans, long live me!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

I want to be the Scientists’ scientist, Poets’ poet

I want to be the Scientists’ scientist

Poets’ poet

Social activists’ social activist

Environmentalists’ environmentalist

If at all I have the fire, fuel, ammunition

Wherewithal for all

I will be the one

My science is epoch making

Unravelling, exploring the unchartered territories

My poetry is versatile

Venturing into new dimensions

Incorporating science, capturing

moods, emotions in choicest expressions

my social activism, environmentalism

stop just not at criticism, offers solutions

expertise to implement

Overall excelling as the one

in all spheres engaged

balancing all so well

like the gymnast’s perfect 10!

I bow to, salute

the spheres for making me

a Guru, inspiration for

all those looking to emulate

a sensational  triumph story!

-Mohan Sanjeevan