I Was The First.....

I Was The First.....

Everytime I was the first to look at her,

Everytime I was the first to talk to her,

Everytime I was the first to be there for her,

Everytime I was the first to listen to her,

Everytime I was the first to dream of her,

Everytime I was the first to cry for her,

Everytime I was the first to ask for her,

Everytime i did everything first to be her first,

But now, NoMoreMyMoves,

and

I know, I will be the last to die for her..!!

-nikunj

What is love???

Love is just like standing in the wet cement; the longer you stay, the harder it is to leave.. and you can never go without leaving your shoe behind!!

-nikunj

A tree in Bangor

A tree in Bangor

Some rustling of the leaves and a good natured
Monkey like hop about in a tree emitting glow worm like
Sparks ensuring light for the passersby, throwing a jug of
Marmalade a deliberate drop seemingly a casual one,
For a hungry woman sheltering under the thin branched tree,
and a leather jacket too to fight the biting cold,
a rustling ,ruling to wrestle the dominant darkness,
I look up from my near apartment, nothing for my naked eye,
It skips to and fro, I infer, settles in corner,
Sees through the unseen, selects a new shapeless,
Here the AVATAR goes to make miracles.

NEW WORLD

I Long To see The World Anew
Where Love And Joy Always Dwell
Where The Green Eyed Monster Has No Place To Seek
Where We only Hear The sweet Music Of Bells.

Where Blame Game Has No Ground To Play
Where People Live And Let Live Others
Where One and All Share Both Losses And Gains
Unmindful Of The Caste Or Creed They Bear.

Where The Gentle Breeze Brings A Freshness In Life
Undeterred By The global Warmth We We have
With Soil Pollute Yet Yo Find Its Way
A World That Needs None To scout Around.

Yes, This Is The World I Dream About
A Dream Sure To come True One Day
A World I can Then Tell Back Home
As A Place For My Heart To Eternally Stay.


Composed By BAIYU Mumbai APRIL 2007
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FRIENDSHIP

Friendship Is A Treasure
Which No One Can Steal.
Parting Is Heart Ache
Which Everyone Will Feel.

We Have Met As Strangers
We Have Met As Friends
We Sure Will meet In Heaven
Because Friendship Never ends.

Friendship Is Like China Rose
Precious,Rich And Rare
Can Be Mended When Broken
The Crack For Sure Will Not Be There.

When The Night Pulls
A Curtain Over The Stars
Remember There Is A Friend
No Matter Where You Are.


Bombay---Jan !992

CAESAR, KING OF ROME

I Hail Thee ,OH Caesar
The Mighty King Of Rome
Mightier Than The Mightiest
A Dazzling Pearl Of Dome.

Loved By Most, Envied By Some
Killed By Cowards Disguised As Friends
Treachery,Treason What Call Thou
Thou Impregnable Riseth Above All.

Thy Body Hath Fallen
But Thy Soul Intact
Thou Cannot Fall
And Rome Shall Rise For Sure.


Composed By ---BAIYU ---New Delhi MAY 1982
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BOMBAY,MY DEAR

Bombay,My Dear
I Love With All My Heart
A Place Stayed And Served
How Can I Ever Depart?

Leave Thee Though I Must
My New Job Wants Me So
With A Heavy Heart I Go
Hope To Return Fast.

A Place Of Contrasts Rare
Rich And Poor Side By Side
Shanty Houses Touching The Ground
Sky Scrapers Reaching The Sky.

Certain Places Dirty Though
Certain Others Catch The Eyes
When I See THese I Say But This
With All Thy Faults I Love Thee Still.


Composed By ---Baiyu MUMBAI---April 1980
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BODY MACHIENARY

U Know The Model Of Ur Car
U Know Just What Its Powers Are
U Treat It With A Great Deal Of Care
U Tax It No more Than What It Can Bear.

But For Ur Own Self, Tis Different
Ur Body Mechanism May Be Bent
Ur Body Carburator Gone To Grass
Ur Body Engine Just A Rusty Mass.

Ur Hands May Tremble
And Ur Legs May Ache
U Still Skip,Skid And Slide
W/O A Thought For The Parts Inside.

How Naive We Mortals Are
To Lavish Care Upon A Car
With Never A bit Of Time To See
About Our Own Body Machienary.


Composed By ----BAIYU NEW DELHI OCTOBER 1985
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PINTO

What Doth Hefty Pinto Say
To The RTO The Other Day
Pass My Papers Quickly,Sir
Though The Tax Was Never Paid.

Pinto, Pinto He Doth Cry
Give Me Time To Breath Awhile
Tax Apart Your License Too
Renewed Not For Many A Day.

Police Case Is Pending Too
Hit And Run The Dash You Made
Oh Tell Me Now How I can
Passeth Thy Papers As You Say?

Pinto Smiled, Too Rare A Sight
Gave Him The Due, Was That His Right
Papers Passed, Don't Ask Me How
You And I Can Only Sigh.


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The one special fruit

The one special fruit ---

All the peaches and plums of England
Can not vie with that of a Pomegranate,
one in his garden, he being my best friend,
that one fruit hanging,full-blown,ruddy,
ruby like, the edges of which stroked even,
it reminds me of paintings of figures on
a china ware jar, the lines criss crossing,
on one side, the seeds are popping out
in a small cut, for a parrot has pecked at it,
still deft fingers would not pluck it away,
allowing more freedom for a fresh covey,
with a tweet and twitter, special guests
for the special fruit .

NATURE

Little Pools Of Water
Little Streaks Of Sand
Make The Mighty Ocean
And The Holy Land.

Mighty, Mighty Mountains
Lowly ,Lowly Lands
Make Man Wonder
His Insignificant Stand.

Canals,Rivers,Seas And Oceans
Lands,Deserts,Rocks And Hills
Nature Unfolds Her Mysterious Mystery
Where Doth Man Stand In Them All?

I Salute Thee, Mother Nature
I Am But Thy Curious Child
Take Me, Teach Me To Know Thee More
To Serve Thee Better At All My Times.


Composed By ---BAIYU ---Mumbai Jan 1994

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Little Red Rose

OH Little Red Rose
How Well May You Be
I Would That My Tongue Could Utter
The Thoughts That Arise In Me.

When In The Morn You Bloom
Thy Fragrance All You Spread
And When At Night You Wither
You Make Me Wait In Bed.

You Are The QUEEN
The Best Of All Flowers
Alas I Am Not The King
To Be With You Forever.


Composed By BAIYU---Mumbai Feb 1992

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Thanks for the Pearls..

Soul mates...
make me smile
coz they are living out
the contacts we made
before we came here.
hum mile hai kyonki woh tai tha.
milna ...jeena ..bichadna.
Koi khanjhar bhokta hai dilme
toh the human me cries gets angry .
.but the soul says ,thanks dear soul mate
for loving me enough
to have agreed to present me
such painful lessons in this incarnation.
I love you and i forgive you..
and thanks for gifting grains of pain
around which the pearls will form
.When we meet on the other side..
vo motiyon ki mala dekhke muskuraana
kyoki kuch motiyan tumhari swagaat hi toh thi.
Those who are awake
those souls share my passion
and do not cast doubts on my beliefs my fundas..
.jo abhi bhi soye huey hai..
hey sweet dreamz.
Jab jago come over and say hi to me..
.love me for who i really AM.
~Kiyo~

SERMON

Rise Up, Rise Up Little Boys
Behold The Sun In The Eastern Steep
Get Up ,Get up Little Boys
Tis No Time For Sleep.

Tiny, Tiny Little Objects
Have Gone Far away
Mighty Power Of Deity Sun
Has Made Them Shy Away.

If You Do Not Study Now
You Will Get No Time
If You Do Not Study Now
You Can't Study In The Night.

So Study, Study In The Day
When You Get Sun Light
Go And seek The Beauty Of The Lake
When You Get star Light.


Composed By BAIYU----Mumbai October 1974

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TODAY

'' Act,Act in the living present
Heart within and God overhead''
So said a poet of yester years
How true it is even Today.

The day is here with all its hours
Yes with all the hours Twenty Four
Let me strive to use them better
Than the hours of Day Before.

The Day is Bright and I have Hopes
To set out in open and to sow
When the Sun shines while on move to hide
I know the little seeds will grow.

As it grows the plant will yield
Fruits in abundance am sure one day
If only I take care of this Day
The Day that is TODAY.

Composed by--- Baiyu ---ALUVA JULY 2001

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Friendship

Friendship is a treasure
Which no one can steal
Parting is heart ache
Which everyone will feel.

We have met as strangers
We have met as friends
We sure will meet in heaven
Because friendship never ends.

Friendship is like CHINA ROSE
Precious, Rich and Rare
Can be mended when broken
The crack for sure will not remain there.

When the Night pulls
A curtain around the stars
Remember there is a friend
No matter where you are.

Composed by ---BAIYU---Mumbai Jan 1992
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The fragrance beyond the nose

Where the wind blows
There goes the fragrance of the rose
Together with the wind
The fragrance becomes one.
The trees that swiftly caresses the wind
Together they hug the fragrance of the rose,
As they smell the rose’s breathe
They wish the fragrance remain with them to death.

Far and yonder beyond the hills that mounting high
The fragrance travel intertwined with the wind
Touching the tips of every plants along the way
While gently, brushing the animals across the plains.
Days that pass by leave the moments of joyous feelings
Remarkably soothing is the waft of this fragrance
Forever shall remain enshrined within the mine of my mind
To be welcomed with garlands colorful adorning the fragrance
because the fragrance that spread across the world is the friendship
that stitches the souls to become one in togetherness.

(Specially dedicated for my wonderful and colorful friend, Mary Das of Johor Baru, Malaysia.)

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ODE TO MOTHERLAND

Note---This Poem, Specially Composed On The Occasion Of Completion Of Sixty Years Of India's Independence On 15th August 2007 , May Be Treated As The Voice Of Today's YOUTH Of The Country,To whom It Is Dedicated.

I Bow To Thee, My Mother
I Thank Thee A Thousand Times
For All The Comforts You Gave Me
After Your Struggle With The Whites.

I Came To Know From My Elders
Both Known And Unknown To Me
That Long Before I Was Born
You Had A Loving Son Like Me.

This Son, Mahatma, With Others
Led The Battle From The Front
To Drive The British One And All
Out From You, My Motherland.

Though I Was Not Born To See
Your Other Son ,Jawahar,Unfurled The Flag
From The Ramparts Of Delhi Fort
On This Very Day, Now Six Decades Back.

When, After This Event, Mahatma Died
Jawahar , I Am Told, Took The Lead
To Start A Crusade Gainst All Odds
Towards A Progress We All Could See.

Modern Temples In The Form Of Dams
Built In Places As One Could See
Milk Flowed In Plenty, Enough And To Spare
Food Grains Flourished More Than Our Needs.

Scitech grew to match the best outside
We could walk with our heads held high
People all of different castes
Lived together as one great mass

We could show to the outside world
How Free we were from others' hold
Literacy rose to a level so high
Parts of the country became a matter of pride

If all these appeared too good to last
Many other problems remain unsolved
Number of heads to share this wealth
Became too large and affected your health

Petty quarels and fights alas
Soon became the order of the mass
Greed to grow rich without a thought
Robbed the gains of yester lots

I know, mother, you are now aggrieved
'Tis now my turn with others like me
Tocarry forward whence our elders left
To give you, mother, you are much needed rest

This I pledge I will do one day
With others like me joining the fray
Together we will complete the task undone
This is my promise as your worthy son

Composed by Baiyu
Mumbai, August 2007

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