MOHINDERDEEP GREWAL

MOHINDERDEEP GREWAL

IMPRINTS ON THE PATH

While walking

the sun and the shade

remain with us

as our shadows are present around.

Our feet put our signatures

on every patch of sun and shade.

On leaves we write as our history

on paths we leave with indelible ink

our imprints, our legends.

On every layer of earth and space

we go on putting our name

even knowing

we live deep in each other,

In everything around us.

You are with me always

implanted in the heart.

And I being always feeling you with,

I think, what You are, I am.

Like light and shade

we are walking leaving imprints

on the pages of History to remember.

For Time to be consumed!!!!

WELCOMING NEW WARM WIND

The wind coming far away from you

Touched my eye-lids

To decorate with new dreams

It wiped away tears of stressing despair

Putting there in glittering smiles.

The tree of aspirations extended itself

Waiting for a bird of hope

Lo, it came flying to make its nest

In its waiting arms to live,love and sing

Every straw entwined with knitting needles of desire.

How it was, far a long time, to suppress pain

Of being away with paining longings

How hard it was to bear the blunt of despair

How hard it was to hide sighs from escaping the lips.

But with flutters of your colorful wings

You aired my saddened smiles

With warming flutter of wings

And made every part of me to have the swings.

Eyes were never tired to wait for the love

How hard is tedious tiring painful wait

How hard the storms blew

Vigorously to scatter me away.

How could buds and flowers sprout

To open their petals to blossom

If new touch of warmth had not come

To break the chill of leafless branches and twigs.

I see the swinging branches and waving leaves

I see the beaks continuing strengthening weaves

Longtime wait there was with tearful eyes

With doors of eye lids open to welcome

At the gate to path to heart

To swipe away the tears and sow seeds

Of renewing smiles and laughter around.

How beautiful is to see the flowers

Sneaking out of the buds of desires

Slowly slowly opening their lips like petals

Slowly slowly nature tracing its art of colors

Along veins of leaves, on petals of flowers.

MUSICAL INSTRUMENT

Heart is musical instrument

It vibrates and resonate with a touch

With sweet sensations to sing a sing

A song so melodious, so assuring

Sending waves so cool and colorful

Like a spring sprouting from barren land

It is like stream that is ever streaming

It is like whispers and light music of leaves

Like chirrups of birds in early awakening morning.

Heart is a musical instruments of of love

With different notes from high pitch to low

Its sends melancholy and sadnthatess

If touch of a pained and saddened touch trembles

It sends hearts go to dance around in concerts

If smile and shine of a moon or dawn greets

And holds the string to touch and make us swing.

Every vein of it is like strings that vibrates

And sounds like a rhyming band

Just like continuous music in nature

It is ever flow of music of rippling and bubbling waters

It needs a loving lovely lucid tender touch

Not a harsh horrifying hand to thrash

The it will thunder to throttle the throats that sing.

Such music of stressing sounds shatters the senses.

Sweet tender touch of loving fingers

Just like soft touch of morning rays

Just like tender of you, my Nature

Creates love not any unwanted feel we despise.

If you want love tones, touch with love

Touch its strings with tender touch of true feel

Feel of shining smile od a shine of Love.

And feel the difference of thunder and shower

Feel the difference of thunderbolt and a living throb.

Heart is a musical instrument

It is in our reach to handle and see how to play ;) <3 span="">♥

WHY, WHY, WHY

Treachery is roaming about

Vulturous and virulent eyes glare

Don't know from where death strikes

Moments before where kids danced

Skipping ropes vibrates with laughter

In arms of romance smiles exchanged

Flowery colors flew in air in waves

All merry making as in funfair.

Now there we see scattered bodies

Bleeding limbs, tissues and bones

Looking at onlookers with awe

Asking who disintegrated all present.

Who has called vultures

We see circling around overhead

Waiting to tear the remains.

Cries are high in air

Voices have turned into screams

Cheers into sobs,

Why, Why, Why this vision of terror

We are forced to see while weeping.

MOHINDERDEEP GREWAL

MOHINDERDEEP GREWAL is prominent writer who has published 7 books in his mother tongue and in English. He served as lecturer in English. He is associated to prominent literary associations as patron, adviser, previously served language and culture as president and gen secretary of organisations with worldwide membership- He is known as progressive writer who writes to promote, love peace and brotherhood. As social activist he worked and wrote to eradicate social evils from society. He is a lyricist and wrote 4 books of Ghazals and and known as master of ghazal technique and guides his students in this field too. He has bagged many awards like Baraj Sahni Yadgari award, Bawa Balwant yadgaari award and many more awards in India and abroad He is chairperson of World's Association of English poetry , AKAS, Ghazal and Multilingual Ghazal Munch North America.. He has migrated to Canada and  U S A where he lives with his family.. His contactis grewalz_global@yahoo.ca- In India , he is still associated with Kendary Punjabi Lekhak Sabh (reg) in which he served as General Secratary and to Punjabi Sahitya Academy Ludhiana in which he served as executive and is Patron of the said Academy. In Social life he served his area as president of Welfare Society. Even now in Canada, he is active in Canadian Punjabi Sahit Sabha, Kalmaan Da Kafila  and Kalam Foundation Toronto.