My palmistry

Lines of palm running like stream,
in the midst of the plateaus
and valleys of Fate.
Some run endlessly..
some end suddenly...
making sure nothing is late.

Building up our good or bad luck
Busy are the tiny cuts and clustered crosses.
Lines ain't the same for all...
Some are into thorns
While some walk on roses!

"Jupiter is low,Mars on the prowl"
...says the soothsayer since times.
Ominous and all bad luck
are the fruit of dark twisted lines.

But isn't it the Fate deciding our life..
and even the lines we have?
Its your bad luck by luck ,I say,
and whatever good you have.

Had the lines ben the convict,
I'd drawn the life'line' bit longer..
But fate is keeping an eye on me.
My desire may kill my hunger.

Stones and talismans of no use
When the queen of life is Fate.
Common Man!Just wait and watch.
Nothing You can do but love it or just hate!
GOOD LUCK!

Closed windows

Closed windows open today!
Tired of facing you day anf night..
I wish to see the world beyond,
for nothing more left to see inside!

I wish to see the world around-
the reaon for which i am restrained.
chains and bars tolerated for long...
Now i wish to dance in the rain.

Open today for the sake of the sunlight,
that kisses my eyes with love....urging me to see the day!
and for the sake of the blowing wind,
knocking your aged grim body
.....desperate to take me out and away!

You must be thinking what I'd do
once i move out.
Well,I'll just walk alone..
and sing out aloud!

Open it for once today!
I promise to be back by tomorrow.
Just once i wish to see present as yesterday...
taking all joys from the world and giving away all sorrow.