Suggestion

Poetry don’t flow in my sleep

For the cold winter the supine mind

May disturb me & my towers of

Dreams may droop.

 

Don’t come when the guest

Are present and become a knot

There are chance of you may

Have to face obstruction

 

Don’t be erroneous

When I am enjoying

Minded it you will be

Ignored & have least attention

 

Don’t appear when I am in anger

As you have to face my anguish

And you may burn to ashes

Cannot come back to live

 

Don’t come in between

My fights , as you may

Receive few blows

And blow up from my mind

 

Don’t join in my brisk walk

You may also become tired

 And restless along with me

You may need rest                  

 

Don’t become a morsel while eating 

Due to indigestion

You may have to face vomiting

Once vomited cannot continue eating

 

Don’t fall behind me

You may have the chance of rolling

In muddy water, upon washing

You will be washed away

 

Don’t come in between my talks

As you may stammer

Which no one to guess you

Or else become an irritation

 

Don’t become a competitor

While playing games

As winner and failures 

May give up their hands

 

Don’t’ come in the hot sun

Dry up and sweat a lot

And you may feel dizziness

Chance of dehydration  

 

Don’t come in the rain

And drench in it ,at last you may

Have the chances of becoming

A waste paper thrown in

dustbin              

 

Don’t come in cold winter

The cold will send shivering

You may tremble and as the

Chance of scattering here and there

 

Stop! Stop! Wait on!

 I will come to you by myself

That is, when my mind

Is calm and peace

When my heart will dances

Like a peacock dances

Spreading its feather

When rainbow appears in the sky.