Dog

Flower

Rabbit

Rabbit

Origami

Ladies Shoes Origami

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Butterfly Origami

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Swan Origami

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Human in woman

She knew her end was at hand,

When she saw stone in their hand.

She was dragged into the day light,

For she was caught in adultery last night.

Before a man, she was brought.

For a judgment on her, he was sought.

But he was busy scribbling on the ground.

So, she thought, “Is he different from men around?” 

They persuaded him for the judgment.

So, he straightened up for a moment,

And said, “Let he stone her,

Who has not sinned so far.”

He scribbled and scribbled on the ground,

As stones dropped from the hands around.

They dared not to fight their conscious and stone her,

Who was awaiting death, so near.

She felt freed from the trap of men,

As she caught the gaze of that man,

Who seeked from her no gain,

But only asked not to sin again.

She prayed, “For the sake of woman,

Let the world know this man,

Who is not caught in the world of men,

For he sees human ever in the woman.”

The King's Ring

Once there lived a King, 

Who in his youthful age,

Loved to wear a ring,

That was gift from a sage.

He wore it day and night, 

Both at times of peace and war. 

For sage said, “It is your might. 

It's your strength in war. ” 

He conquered far and wide. 

Yet his heart knew no rest. 

For he was possessed by pride, 

That said, “You are the best.” 

So, with thirst for more land, 

And with greed to be world's king, 

He attacked the great island, 

That was ruled by a fierce king. 

Kissed his finger as a custom of war, 

Only to find no ring of charm. 

Without ring, victory seemed so far. 

The mere thought of it weakened his arm.

With ease enemy struck him down, 

Like a butcher, slaughtering a sheep. 

They conquered his land and every town, 

While putting him to an eternal sleep.

When to see the dead king came the sage,

All said, “Ring had the curse and the grace.”

“Curse and grace were not in ring,” said the sage,

“But king's faith made it curse or grace.”

The poverty line!

Even before my child saw the light,

I dreamt his future to be bright.

I worked hard day and night,

Only to see him growing right.

To make him work, I thought never.

But poverty seemed to consume us forever.

So, he went to work to make a better liver.

Thus gave up his education for ever.

He worked hard day and night.

Rarely did he meet my sight.

For he found his work to be his delight,

But I saw his future to be a dim light.

Will he escape poverty's trap? I wonder

Lose of his childhood I ponder,

Only if I had a magic power,

I would at least make his future better.

There are million children at work,

Whose future seems to be dark.

With mere education right.

Can their future be bright?

Without the stomach being fed,

Can the mind be fed?

Thus can they have a slightly better life,

At least above the poverty line!