SPECTACLES

How much you see of the world from your glasses?

Can you see what it is lie?

Can you see what it is anger?

Can your eyes see a lot of beautiful things?

Alas! Your tender and delicate eyes are poor in sight.

Yet you want to see whole of the world from window,

You want to see the world with joy on the new year’s arrival,
The courage you hold to bridge the gap in new dimension of

Love, and I pray for you in this new year-eve, no trouble

Touches you for your journey, just all things may create

A beautiful triangle - your spectacles, the world and the vision,

Towards full recovery to fall all the three in a straight line,

And you will know you overcome the test

And make farewell to your spectacles, your glances are free.             

THE SUN AND THE FLOWER AND LOVING CASTLES

These red flowers bloom with the sun’s burning rage,

They remain alive tucked within periphery of greens,

It brings me to think glimpses of events of last year,

Here is celebration of New Year in firmament of cheers,

Beneath are the warring and surviving zeal with landscape.

Spring with dry meadow, hot crust of the earth makes

Every green dry, yet life is not killed, two pigeons, together,

Move around meadow, and pick corn into hedge and grass,

Those hide corns strewn over dry land of cultivation,

With amorous stories those are still figuring out like

Magnets around crystalline wetness, waiting for rain in its

Season, two birds set off one sentiment of soft spring.

Para-metrical elongation creates labor that blooms

The eccentric pasture for living and connoisseur of loving,

When beautiful footsteps move to cross the land

For home that is not abettor of leaving, but waiting for

Answer from her, that she may try to bridge loving castles.

Shadow, grass blades and tree-trunk support walking through. 

TANKA

Winter morning

Tourists throng to enjoy sea

Wave in this New Year

The sun hides in the cloud

To see the tide and the pride.