Always following current trends
Jay and Veeru, two bosom friends
Jay was skilled awesome carpenter
Veeru, equally good famous painter
One day bitten by celebrity bugs
Promised to be world famous picking rugs
Elated by His name chanting
God blessed them with one of Picasso's painting
Found abandoned somewhere in dustbin
Jay was about to throw it like rotten pumpkin
Veeru surprised by its colorful charm
Kept with him without doing any harm
One day Jay crafted the largest frame
Around that painting of world fame
"Will decorate into exclusive piece", Veeru took pledge
Judiciously applied all his lifetime knowledge
Coated with such beautiful out of book combination
Soon it famed universally as 'Jay Veeru's creation'
Walking over an old bridge
Between this and that ridge
Existing since long
Known to be strong
Thought would be easy task
Comfortably idling to bask
Some body asked on way
"Which one would be better to stay
This or that ridge?"
"Either across the bridge"
Was my candid reply
Not feeling at all shy
"Are you not a man of single faith?"
Asked me in simmering wrath
Taken aback by his emotion
My thought process derailed into commotion
Why to differentiate between two
When both appear similar too
Both belong to mother nature
Not much difference in their stature
River flowing in between remains the same
Marked difference in only their name
Or maybe construed by rigid faith mongers
New emerging reckless bloggers
Trying to logjam the bridge
between this and that ridge
If Innocent remarks do give pain
Pranks put you in disdain
Can't smell love and nectarine fragrance
It's simply out of arrogance
Arrogance prevents introspection
Thereby defies autocorrection
Dries up all juice inside
Leaving there only swollen pride
Which gets hurt on slightest prick
Refuses to take anything in good nick
Tries to refute even a banter
Loves to fret instead of laughter
Living under constant threat
His death event may not be so great
Out of this fear, spoils day to day life
Rebuffing overtures, picks up strife
Always indulges in building image
Sheepish manners and espionage
Pulls and pushes preferred tools
Hailed by surrounding greedy fools
Successes boil deep in head
Softer feelings slowly dead
Truth or lie no more matters
Past principles left in tatters
Keeping self above all
Relishes on others' fall
Never ready to climb down
Head held high,
apprehending slip of crown
Every time - now and then
Sits tight in fortified den.
Dr Sanjeew Kumar Chowdhary is plastic surgeon by profession and has got keen interest in literature. He has bilingual publications both in English and Hindi, his poems published in many newspapers as well as magazines. He has also credit of 3 books of poems in Hindi published and sold on Amazon.