Nelson Mandela , a poem

What YOU make , leaves another day , 

What smiles , goes numb marking an end , 

What you play ,  pauses on some way ,

Is anything permanent ? Is anything for forever ? 

You call it law of nature , I call it end of a journey , 

The days themselves are very ironic , 

Where I see a birthday at one corner , and ,

A legend passing by . 

It has to be special , it has to be serene , 

Be it welcoming someone or a bidding goodbye to an epic ,

The icon who has lived by million hearts , 

Does deserve a salute indeed .

I may not be able to recollect when did I read this name first , 

I may not remember the question to this answer , 

I may not remember his purpose , 

But I remember that great black president , 

I remember who broke all the jinx , 

I remember that leader in making ,

Who is now rest and all at peace in his coffin .

The truth is . . 

The nation lost his Granduer , the man behind all good ,

He who reconciled and brought in human rights ,

He who gained in harmony for all ,

He who dreamt of an Africa in peace with itself ,

The motherland lost her son , people lost their father .

Sir , that remarkable 95 chapters is an inspiration for all ,

Hope millions stick to this strongest wall ,

Hope millions walk on this path again ,

But , I must say ,

Another Legacy takes a leave , sheds his soul , 

Another man brought millions of breath at hold ,

Another man paths his way to HIM .

Sir , Nelson Mandela , I am happy you are up there , 

Help mend His creatures in a way like you , 

Lessen His burden , moulding His forms for better , 

I know He will allow you for sure , 

I know He will never say no to you , 

I am happy He called you up , there ,

You deserve the much needed rest , 

You deserve a divine home .

Welcome to heaven !

- Bharath R Rao , short of words

Paul Walker , a poem

Return Back if possible , O ! man ,

I always have been so delighted , watching you ,

You were so good a man , O ! #Brian O' Conner ,

We need you back , it isn't complete without you ,

It isn't . . . .

I was the happiest today , I sent a few good sms's then ,

I called up a friend , who had birthday today ,

I was the happiest , and then a news popped up ,

#Paul #Walker , passes away . . . . . 

A moment of silence , a moment of setback ,

I was numb , it was hard , how should I react ,

I was always a fan of your character ,

How can I not be loyal ,

I like no more that late Saturday , that took you away ,

I like no more that Porsche , that stole you away ,

I like no more any of it , for I liked only you in it . . 

I feel I have lost the connect , I feel I have lost a gem ,

I feel what the whole world if feeling , I feel more like them ,

I am happy I can feel , else I was numb ,

Hope this feel reaches you up there ,

Hope you can see more , how people love you even more ,

Hope your charity Reach Out Worldwide does it . . . 

We know you always deserved a best goodbye ,

We knew , it had to be late , in your old age ,

You went so early , You went so quick ,

My eyes were slept then , I am not even awake now ,

I want to say . . . 

I am , short of words , short of emotions . . . . 

Brian O'Connor , come back if you can . . 

Return Back if possible , O ! man .

Till then our wishes will hold you friends good ,

Your family safe and better ,

And , your memories best . . . !

" You will be missed by all your fans . . .

If I had the power to change one thing , I would bring you back again " was said for MJ and now  I say it for you too 

-Bharath R Rao , as a fan

Old man , a poem

Let me thrust back into my chair , 

I am old now , I am weak a Meyer , 

Let me live my life in my chair , 

I 'll help myself , I 'll do it on my own ,

I am done with asking enough , I am done with losing hope . 

I am nearing the dome , near the darkest hole , 

My happy lived life are dug there with my new soul , 

My happier life are here , on this chair , 

Let me be the Meyer of my paradise , let me live on my own , 

I am done with asking enough , I am done with losing hope . 

Happier I am than ever , to be on my chair , 

Happier are my happiness than any sorrow worth a fare , 

I feel good on my poor throne , 

I am living the kingdom , I am leaving the king , leaving for the dome , 

Let me peace myself , when my body is piecing on its own , 

I am done with asking enough , I am done with losing hope . 

I am leaving this legacy here , I am leaving this chair with you , 

I am leaving all of mine here , 

I am taking , just me over there , 

I am nearing , I am hearing , 

The beats , the sound , that is coming through , 

The man is here to ride me to my dome , 

I had been since very long , I had been weighing my thoughts strong ,

I must leave now , I know there isnt anyone to wish , I stop , 

I must leave now , " I know . ". . . . . " I . . mu . .m. .",

I am done with asking enough , I am done with losing hope . 

I had to speak more , I had lot to say , 

I wish you learn , what you had to know , 

You may love ruling my kingdom , 

You may love ru . . . lin . . . ,

I 'll see you in the same chair , I know you 'll be on the same throne ,

For it was the only kingdom I left , 

It was the best thing I had , 

I am leaving my peace with you , 

I am leaving my p i e c e with you .

I am done with saying enough , I am now gaining hope , 

I have reached where I wanted to , do not worry , I am glad here

- Bharath R Rao , on chair

My question , a poem

. . . down the window is an open road ,

Up above is the sailing sky ,

Stuck amidst is an open life ,

Tell me or tell me late ,

(But) Answer me , for the heaven sake .

Why birds that fly are a happy life ?

Why they survive a lovely height ?

Why are their fur so soft ?

Why are they , nature's stars ?

Why are they the kite that fly ?

Why they die in the heaven's bed . . . ?

On the other hand . . on a second thought . . 

I have no such wings , I see ,

I survive but to live , 

I have the skin that may redeem ,

I have no such light to own ,

I  have no such strings to leap ,

I have no such deat to live .

Tell me or tell me late ,

(But) Answer me , for the heaven sake

-"Bharath R Rao" , with a question

A wish , a poem

. . . and the girl in the velvet skirt

A wish is yet to find reality , soon in years to come ,

A wish is yet to see the light of divine , to be blessed for all years written ahead ,

A wish , I live by , not with false hope , but true desire ,

A wish , I live for , not out of infatuation , but true love ,

A wish , I will want , to be true anytime , with peace and patience ,

A wish , I will want to live having you along , in the time to come ,

A wish , that is not just a romance or a touch of emotion ,

A wish , that is all pure , you will ever find in this era of pseudo successive generation ,

A wish , that may need just a wisdom of hope and trust .

O ! Girl in the velvet skirt , the one with a human heart ,

Doubt not a single word above ,

Question not , against any phrase to come ,

Ask , though whatever you may feel to ,

I promise to soothen , all your needs , 

I promise to lower the burden , if possible ,

Else , I 'll share it for sure , hurting not much of your delicate back .

A wish , that may take 10 years to accomplish ,

A wish , that may cost even , a higher price ,

A wish , that may leave me poorer than I already am ,

A wish , that may make a King out of no one ,

A wish , that is yet to see the later US ,

A wish , that may need just a wisdom of hope and trust .

O ! Girl in the land unknown , with the love for wine ,

Worry not about a single trouble ,

Rather fight against all odds , worry not who stand with you ,

As far as I am with you , you are not that alone as you find ,

They say , a word does it all ,

Be it a princly Castle or an ugly wall , a word . . . does it all ,

Lay that wall for your odds ,build that Castle to live in for US .

A wish , may then not just be within walls so opaque ,

A wish , may then not be this wide an illusion so uneasy ,

A wish , may then not be just Me and You ,

A wish , will then be US , like a solution inseparable ,

A wish , may then not be just this man and woman , UN-NAMED . . .

-Bharath R Rao , with a wish

Lights speak

. . . . saw it . Then , it attracted even more . Could not control myself from clicking it . The picture speaks for itself

 

Little Hearts

A very happy and hearty " Deepawali " to all of you present here . May these little hearts win you and your hearts . Come lets cherish it , a bit different way. . . .

Wooden Peelings

Our bodies may perish into earth , but they say our soul live forever . .
These " Wooden peelings " are so beautiful . . . even when the wood itself is not alive. .

A photograph is enough to provoke great thoughts

Gatka feat small boy

To be honest , I have had not seen it ever before this way a small boy so cute doing it so tough . Impressive it was and way beyond just entertainment . One of the best events of the TechNikos 2013 , Day 2. #Respect — at IET Bhaddal.

Karva Chauth special

My quick 5 min photographing what adorns her hand the best , the #bangles . O ! Woman , go grab 'em , these are all yours 
#karva #chauth special 

Coca Cola

My productive 15 minutes photographing #coke #cocacola can/cans . I wonder , if some of you may think of me as an advertiser :P

" These cans always delighted me . Just look how gorgeous they are to 

see . I was never concerned about the cold drink inside , but used to get it 

for the "can or tin" , what I used to call it  . Then , when I was a kid it was 

very popular , but later they disappeared . But ,soon they rose to fame again " 

My talk with memory down the lane | poem

" My talk with memory down the lane " 

Hey B , will you photograph me please , 

Just see I look good , the way I can please everybody . 

Hey B , will you photograph me please , 

Just see , it matters a lot to me , 

It does for now and a few days to come . 

Hey B , will you give 'em soon to me ? 

Will you do that , much before I forget , 

See you do it in these coming days , 

I want 'em soon , I wana please everybody . 

Hey B , are the photographs ready ? 

Can you lend 'em to me , can I have 'em for me ? 

Hey B , look for these photos , 

Make 'em great , if possible greater than they already are , 

I like this , this one and that over there , 

They are jewels to me , they are just so fab . 

Hey ! I just saw 'em , they are so divne , you are great at this , 

I will treasure 'em forever , 

Trust me on that , believe me , they are beyond what I can speak for ! 

Now the hours of time spent , 

Are rottening in some corner of that memory space , 

Damn ! I did believe in that , 

Now I believe in this too , thank you 

-Bharath R Rao

They visit us like a poetry

This lovely couple of pigeons , are so adorable and they visit our home nearly everyday . Had been trying to photograph them since a very long time , but due to some reasons they used to fly away .