My urge

 I am peeping

from dusk to morning

in your heart

with a hope of ray

in which i will bath

in a decent way.

You live with me

all time when i live

my life in the hive

with a great sorrow

but someone watch me

with the eyes of bribe.

Am i a golden peacock?

which lays the precious eggs

the world is chasing me

with its open greedy bags.

O god! Why did you make me?

with so much precious things

all are watching me

to pluck my silver wings.

I can not see them

rearing the big thirst

so allow the rain of blessing

if you consider my trust.

if you can not do so

then i will giveup all the qualities

which are like the hot tears

flowing out of poisonous seas.

The people are very eager

to stel me from myself

but how can i leave them in panics

please sacrifice me for their help.

These qualities are your properties

you can sell these at anytime

but give them to a person

who has done a crime.

The crime is of love

for his desire to live

in the happiness of others

he considers his bribe.

He lives for others

ditribute the pleasure

he can cross all the limits

which are out of measure.

Give my soul

to that person

who gives his toil

in the field of dedication.

The dedication towards love

with his work

his idol is rainy drop

with a heavenly torque.  

Mayank Gautam