Poems by Shailesh .

Winter’s Morning New Delhi

a poem by Shailesh .

This is the name of New Delhi which care
Come live, earn and keep something to share
All destinations look like new ladle
Everyone had to solve foggy morning puzzle

City of my dream or reality I am taking
Is it poetry in making?
Or I am in rhythm of the city, I miss in talking.
Sitting on pavement with pigeons all around crippling

Yesterday once more, feel fresh like wheel of clay.
Rains has washed dark stone road, plush green side way.
No traffic, clear weather, bit clouds in the sky.
Old tree with freshly minted leaves and clay
All made dawn smell as new perfume to spray.

Slowly Sun capturing horizon all around the sky
Questions of earning, ruling, fooling and reaching the city
Hurdles, wins and politics all coming in every man’s way

Hope with despair begins day of this capital
Everything is clear but not visible
This is the name of New Delhi which care
Come live, earn and keep something to share