Be grateful to infidelity

35.1  Be grateful to infidelity, which impels us to love

         Yet remain aloof and unattached, for our own good

35.2  Superficial and ephemeral, are the joys and sorrows

         See for yourself, surfaces scratched, for our own good

35.3   Everyone’s joy includes, inner pain unfathomable

          Keep your sores n wounds  patched, for our own good

35.4   Celebrations, felicitations and fun are good

           But don’t you ever remain attached, for our own good

35.5    In the matter of love, why keep focus on the other

            Focus just on moments snatched, for our own good

35.6     If you love someone, it’s merely your own projection

           ‘Reality n projection’ are not matched, for our own good

35.7      Mitwa has lived his life this way, in the world yet aloof

             Why keep his model  thatched,  for our own good

Your finding another Love

34.1   It's good to hear, you have found another love
          Does not interfere with the moments we spent together

34.2   Let's take turns, in hurling accusations at the other
          Who will ever listen, if we keep giving vent together

34.3   All the favours, you showered, are fresh in memory
          Snuggle warmth, heavy breathing we pent together

34.4   When nothing is constant but change, why not accept
          Let's find our consorts elsewhere, n not lament together

34.5   You are as independent, as I have ever wanted to be
          So, you keep your version and I mine, let's dissent together

34.6    Joy is ripped apart, in the mad race of daily routine
           At least 'Mitwa', avail the moments,we are present together

........Mitwa Vishwa 22-06-2017

Festivities of Life are to go on eternally

33.1     Festivities of Life are here to go on eternally

            New Faces keep emerging, what if some go away

33.2    Regret not the deserters, value the Cherries still with you

           Keep  Lilies with you, let bloating balloons blow away

33.3    We only  know, how to wash and bathe the dainties

            We retain the babe, and the tub water, we throw away

33.4     Wherever we are,  there is all the fun, all the joy

             Neither thrill is missing, nor is the disco away

33.5      Sulk not, if these days are rather dark and cloudy

             New Light will emerge, ‘Mitwa’ will show a way

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Have a heart, look straight in the eyes of defeat

32.1       Let Conditions of life be, what they have ever been

              I have always chosen to Smile,  and not complain

32.2       Happy times, I share with the people around me

              Un-pleasantries, I prefer to Compile, and not complain

32.3       I Have never remembered God, in my difficulties

              Verily, I prefer to be Gentile, and not complain

32.4       Sorrows and failures,  pierce my being scarcely

              I can withstand sensations Tactile, and not complain

32.5       I only can know,  the joy of journeying upwards

              I enjoy taking situations Hostile, and not complain

32.6       Have a heart, look straight in the eyes of defeat

              Buddy, use it as a Projectile, and not complain

32.7       Even if, it be a matter of Life and Death, still

              Why on principles Reconcile, and not complain

32.8       Wait patiently, if you care for the Wine of Love

              Be like ‘Mitwa’ an Oenophile, and not complain

………..Mitwa Vishwa (June 12th,2017)

I am stranger to myself

31.1       Images that emerge within are so unfamiliar
              It seems, as if, I am stranger to myself

31.2       My attempt to recast myself is filled with fear
              I may turn out to be an avenger to myself

31.3      I know, my deeds aren't praiseworthy or remarkable
             Can't paint them rosy, even if, I be the auditor to myself

31.4      I have put myself on stake, in the game of  Love
             Achievers do it, I'm no foolish gambler to myself

31.5      When I love Him, how can I love my own self
              Why get dubbed as an adulterer to myself

31.6      I am towing, 'Naught yourself to find the Beloved'
             Losing own identity is the new adventure to myself

31.7     Despite all sermons heard, 'Mitwa' is foolish as ever
            To become wise, what potion to administer to myself

Mitwa Vishwa
31-05-2017

Accomplishment of leisure cannot be shared

30.1   How often are we, with ourselves alone

          Accomplishment of  leisure cannot be shared

30.2   Why am I at ease, in her presence

          The joy and pleasure  cannot be shared

30.3   Why narrate tale of  your  woes to anyone

          Verily, such a treasure cannot be shared 

30.4   How to fathom, somebody’s concerns and love

          Yardstick and measure cannot be shared

30.5   Foolish ‘Mitwa’ remains upset over nothing

          Extent of his displeasure cannot be shared

29-05-2017

Mitwa Vishwa