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