Rainbow...bou....bou: A collection of poems

Human naughtiness against the nature turns to be alarming. We have failed to sense and identify even the good natural instincts in us against the multitude of vices. We have degenerated into the madness of barking at the spectacular and tantalizing show of nature through its rainbow. These poems are in fact a direct outlet of my imagination and emotion with which I have grown up. Imagination and emotion are instincts of every human. When these are penned rhythmically a poem is born. In a perfect natural surrounding the verses are more animated and vibrant with exuberant and robust growth of lives. 'A song of a soul' Soul of a young girl sings to her killer when the noose is round his neck and he is about to be hanged to death for crushing her in and out. Oh My usurped lover, My virginity you usurped, That you usurped my life, What else you didn't usurp?