My wife is getting married again

My wife is getting married again ,
Proposals expected are back in fashion .

I ‘ll let her do it , if she is willing to ,
I’ ll let her hold him , if she is wanting to .

How do I dress up the bride ?
How do I manage to hand over ?

She is fragile , she is a mess at times ,
I sticked her back in shape , I was a sweeper at times .

Will the new groom be as well as me ?
Not that I am the best , but I can handle her better .

Like dreams , is my wife ,
Like philosophy , are my proses .

If you thought it was a reality ,
It is real , else , philosophy is in your platter .

Bharath R Rao

Tell me

Tell me something more ,
I had been wanting to know ,
You had been lying before .

Let the truth brighten this evening ,
Just like the day that set , no soon ,
I see it coming across like a beam with those wings.

How long should I wait ,  do let me know ?
How long do you need ? Do make a note .
Worry not ,  my anger wont bother to know .

I ‘ll keep it to myself , much far from the evil ,
I have accepted the apology in advance ,
Be assured ,  about freedom under my will .

Provided the lie , fills into the void I see ,
Fills the mould  ,  I have been building alone ,
That you may fail to know .

– Bharath R Rao

That request

” What would you do , if I ask someday ,
Write for me , express to me ? ” , said she .

” I would write , in all my will ,
I would express with all that feel ” , answered he , and continued .

Over the time , have known enough ,
To write for years , I might succeed to live .

At this age , have learnt the art to tame my pen ,
For days such as , these .

To repeat all that I said , before ,
Would mean , I have not known you more .

To quote , the current alone ,
Would mean , I am being unjust to past and future to come .

To predict , the future ,
I tell you , ” I am no soothsayer ” .

I did justice , I did write ,
I did feel , I swear in might(power) .

Bharath R

That request

” What would you do , if I ask someday ,
Write for me , express to me ? ” , said she .

” I would write , in all my will ,
I would express with all that feel ” , answered he , and continued .

Over the time , have known enough ,
To write for years , I might succeed to live .

At this age , have learnt the art to tame my pen ,
For days such as , these .

To repeat all that I said , before ,
Would mean , I have not known you more .

To quote , the current alone ,
Would mean , I am being unjust to past and future to come .

To predict , the future ,
I tell you , ” I am no soothsayer ” .

I did justice , I did write ,
I did feel , I swear in might(power) .

Bharath R

Milky Way | Friendship

Friendship is like a milky way ,
You dont get to see it , but it exists ,
You don’t wish , but you pray for the wellness ,
You don’t look at , but you look after .

Seconds , minutes and after hours ,
There comes a feeling , to set things back into the form of a bar ,
Just like the sweet little dark brown and rich chocolate , it was ,
But , then that little ego comes across .

The one who chooses to break the barrier and melt the ice ,
Will be the ruler , rest of his life ,
While that chooses to stay behind sealed in silence ,
Is still at safe , at game of hope .

Friendship is like a milky way ,
You don’t see it , but it exists ,
You know what , “Don’t expect anything” ,
If it was meant to be , it will be ,
Else , it never did and never will be .

Bharath R Rao

Baseless attention

From child to grown up men ,
A question pierces , now and then ,
Some feel normal and the rest , a little personal,
Better are some , when ignored , while others still stick around .

How old is he ? What does he do for a living ?
Why is he not working ? Why has he not a job ?
What were his score in academics ? What is his marriage status ?
Did he rear a kid ? Or is he unable to ?

If allowed , let me answer ,
If possible , lend me your ears ,
Heart patients stay away ,
Head strong , be patient .

My age is wiser than yours , no closer to you ,
My living is richer in peace ,
My work is beyond your illusion , and
My job is a daily bread .

I scored in numbers ,
I am married to my terms ,
My terms didn’t help me rear any ,
Will you help me , give a second try ?

Bring in more questions , if any !

Bharath R Rao

Her doubts

Why such a big boy , now a man , carries a bag with five notebooks ?

Why does he even carry two bags daily ?

Why is it so that only you call him the whole day , while he never calls you back ?

Why is it that you wait for him , and he never attends you ?

Why is it that I(convict) am jealous ?

Are not such questions so familiar these days ? I don’t know about you people , but yes it is for me .

Now , well let this author begin to reply all of them , with a little sarcasm and bitter truth along them .

Big boy , now a man , has big brain , now and then ,
Likes to arrange things in order , like his mother arranging home in fashion .

Coming to bags , that he carries , are again in order , with a tech in one and paper in the other ,
More to just this , he flaunts his power , for people call him slim and lean that can not pick a feather .

You would always know , she calls me for you are with her 24/7 ,
You would never know when I do , for I do it late in hours , in and out of heaven .

To wait is her personal choice , to attend is my regards for her ,
To malignate is your nature and , my failure to attend is work at times and a reason to avoid retards next to her .

” He is famous , because of you , and you are pretty by birth and the place you hail from ,
I got no place , face and fame , you see ,
Hence to be jealous , is all me ” , said she .

Bharath R

9000 times , I wonder

A thousand times I would thank you for your kindness , for your goodness and innocence altogether ,
I wonder how would I repay the same for all your selfless loyalty , I have been with .

 A thousand times I relive all those moments , that went past with time , I could not catch like those butterflies ,
I wonder how would I thank you for those , and direct back a movie for you alike  .

A thousand times more I try writing high and beyond ever written for anyone , anywhere ,
I wonder , how would I stop failing all those thousand times , for not having found the prime . 

A thousand times I witness that lady , coming and asking me for my wellness , caressing me , let me loose myself in a tender sleep ,

I wonder how , ever my try would be as good as those lady in reality , lady in dreams , and that lady , I call mother .

A thousand times , I wish for that I have not for the moment , but then I see it next to me ,
I wonder , how would I ever thank HIM enough for letting me have what , was never mine till I possessed .

A thousand times , I breathe in peace , and then happen to lose that temper to not that deserved one ,
I wonder , how would I lay a grip on that , to attain peace all my seconds , I should only be rejoicing otherwise .

A thousand times and more I believe in all , she says , and then comes a moment , when I see cruel one aiming for this trust ,
I wonder , how would I banish all that , willing to pull down those pillars of trust , for I risk not anyone bring harm any closer to it .

A thousand times I would like to take opportunities such , to thank you for bearing my stupidity and dark side altogether ,
I wonder , how would I ever be so strong as you , if the roles mentioned above switch in opposites .

A thousand times I would  , repeat all the above eight thousand deeds in favor and for good ,
I wonder , if ever the numbers went beyond mentioned , would things be same as now ?

Bharath R Rao

 

The Intention

Gift me written note with a pencil or an engraving on the gold ,

The intention matters .

Buy me T-shirt from the roadside or from a branded store ,

The intention matters .

Stand next to me like a girl or stand like the woman I love ,

The intention matters .

Call me with absurd names or with the one they know me by ,

The intention matters .

  Friend zone me or call me father , brother , son , cousin or enemy ,

The intention matters .

Text me a message , or write a biography with pages less ,

The intention matters .

Remember the goodness , or forgive the shortcomings ,

The intention matters .

Be the woman with morals or the gone case good friend ,

The intention matters .

Be the man with principles or the retard loyal ones ,

The intention matters .

Try truth on me or the venomous made up story ,

The intention matters .

Bharath R Rao