Science is my agenda, poetry my magenta!

Science is my inspiration , purpose, motive

The propelling force to study, theorise, act

Science remains a guiding principle to contribute my mite

Poetry lends color to life, colour to thoughts, colour to Science

Yea science is my agenda, poetry my magenta!

Magenta most alluring color , favorite color to many

Coloured like pink rose, poetry makes things rosy

Agenda rhymes with magenta, poetry goes with science

Science comes into it’s fold making a science poetry

Agenda gets magenta the rosy pink color super!

Science itself colorful with atoms,cells,blood,light,nebula,stars,

Galaxies, blue skies, milky white clouds, oceans, silvery

Waterfalls all have the science of their own, tales of their own

What science catches by wits poetry matches with imagination

Painting in colorful words the magenta working in full  bloom

Studying , sharing, contributing all make science my agenda

Coloring emotions, love, nature in words make poetry magenta

Im happy with science, happy with poetry , still more happy

When poetry embraces science dishing out a delicious recipe

To taste, enjoy , cherish, go science go, go poetry go!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Pic : Pink(magenta colored) nebula. Nebula is interstellar cloud from which stars form

Thank you Sun, our own star

In the night sprawling the dark sky

Billion stars blink their distant lights

When the day light seeps in, the stars fade, vanish,

Rises the day time star bathing all in dazzling light

Thank you Sun, our own star, you matter most of all stars

You bring the much needed light for the activities

Energy for the world, the plants to make food

Without you we will never get to see the world in splendor

In all the vibrant colors, thank you for the day,

Thanks for pulling our Earth, us around you

Spinning us around, alternating into night and day

To take rest, sleep ,wake up afresh,carry on chores in the

nature’s arrangement to flourish life on the blue marble

being the nature’s own nuclear reactor generating

the energy, the much needed light to reach us

Reactions inside you to keep going billions of years,

Keep life going on here for as long as you burn

When you swell out into a red giant on burn out

Engulfing the blue marble and beyond we shall perish

That’s eons away, till then we shall thrive, thank you Sun!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Let go the flowery missile!

Cupid unleashes arrows of love

On the lover from the love bow he carries

Is the common belief from the olden days

Poetry is akin to the cupid arrows,a flowery missile

Let go the flowery missile!

Right words at the right places, right moments

Fall sweet on the ears of readers, listeners

Tasting most palatable dish, sweet, spicy,

With all six tastes of food a gourmet’s delight

The Poet launching them as cupid on the poetry lovers

The deadly war missiles come piercing the wind

Exploding with a deafening sound, wounding,

Destructing, demolishing the beings, buildings alike

The flowery poetry missiles come in contrast

Whistling sweetly to land ,explode spewing flowers

Poetry missile harms no one, soothes all and sundry

It’s magical potion, heart stealing music, delicious dish,

Most colorful flower with choicest aroma, the chilly waterfall,

Be ready for the launch let go the flowery missile!

Whishh.., whirr.., splash! bloom!

-Mohan Sanjeevan 

N.B: - my poetry page is titled "Let it go!(the flowery missile). This poem comes as the title song, title card for my poetry page.

Pink city living, pink rose loving, pink gal!

High fashion, High style,

The floating mesmerizing eyes

Set her apart from the crowd

Cynosure of all eyes, the gal excellent!

Pink city living, pink rose loving, pink gal!

Perfectly built with no inch in excess

Staying in shape, the envy of all gals

Looking younger than the younger she

A mature gal ,oh la! A bubbly teen!

she moves about sending all in tail spin

Dressed in traditional or modern costumes

She looks best , looks fabulous

Costumes getting a new look for themselves

Adorning, wrapping around her in thankfulness

New costumes waiting to be born for her

Rich gal in rich taste on science, space,astronomy

Pride of the city she lives, pride of the rose she wears

A sprightly pink gal in dazzling hue

It’s a pride knowing her, penning her into the verse

A musical delight, perfect symphony, grand bliss!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Trying to talk the talk!

Talking/chatting with her is so pleasant

Enjoying what she says, her exciting exclamations

Talk gets still more pleasant when she likes the talk too

The time flies when in talk losing time consciousness

So trying to talk the talk!

It appears a barren stretch of land before me

Dull , insipid when she is absent or busy for the talk

The same turns colorful with fragrant flowers

When in talk with her unmindful of the time

Such is the magic of talk with her ,OMG!

Talk less work more is the saying

Work the work,talk the talk too multi tasking!

Would love to do this both our times permitting

Talk is here to stay, stay in the mind

Assimilating ,enjoying the by gone talks

Talk not lightly of the talk, it is no chit chat

It is refreshing to the mind, soul

Hold aloft the flag of talk in thrill

It’s pleasant ness unplugged!

Go for it , be in it, encore!

It’s gentle breeze , soft rain,

Pulsating rhythm, lilting melody

Refreshing magic, uplifting parody

Walk the talk to take the talk to new level

Talk, talk never forgetting the work , work!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Sturdy rose, silky rose, fragrant rose!

A rose is a rose no match for it

The queen of flowers big and gorgeous

She is a rose in a sea of flowers

Standing out special in the life’s garden

Sturdy rose, silky rose, fragrant rose

She is big with big round cheeks

Eyes deep black pearled twin roses

Her lips parting in smile budding rose

Her flowing hair cascading petals of rose

Fragrance hangs around her in fine balance

She is a queen of all queens

A super rose in the valley of roses

Swaying in storm and gentle breeze in ease

Radiant in sun shine, glowing in the dark

An angel of all times, all seasons

She is ever green rose

Unwithering , uncrushed she stands out

In the vagaries of life a treat to the eye and mind

A blessed rose, blessing rose for the dear ones

A rose forever, a joy forever!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

The rainbow gal!

Rain drops internally reflect, disperse

The incident sunlight refracted into them

Painting the rainbow  in the sky in dazzling colors

She splits the colors of rainbow for each day bedecked in

7 color dresses for 7 days of the week, the rainbow gal!

Her eyes breathtaking blue

Lips crimson red,

Violet , yellow flowers adorning her hair

Cheeks orange, features ever green

She is rainbow of colors herself!

Her joy, smile,wonder,

awe, concern, kindness,

Nicety all pleasant generate

Rainbow of expressions

A dazzling rainbow display!

Her flowery softness, silky smoothness

Lithe , grace and style, spellbound charm

Mystical aura the rainbow takes myriad shapes

Dimensions, the rainbows endless, limitless

She goes on enthralling,long live rainbow gal!

I remain a spell bound spectator

Of her rainbow charm, brilliance

In close quarters, in far off corners

Enjoying the multi colors, multi expressions,

Multi displays, just  go on rainbow gal!

-Mohan Sanjeevan