Can Bee Fly, Up On The Sky, Lenthen The Wings, Dilate and sing Singing, Dancing, Clapping, Swaying, A Flight with Plume, My Plume, Plume of Spell bee, Magic Bee, Of Course my Bee can Fly, My Bee, Garden Bee, Hive Bee Honey Bee, Waxy Bee, Buzzing Bee, Having a posture on the swing Swaying on the Swing, Laughing on the swing, Buzzing on the Swing, Sipping Nectar on the Swing, Swaying on the swing, Swing back, Swing forth, Swing Forth and Forth Forth up to the Sky, A Blow of spell Bee A Thrush of Spell Bee, Propels My Bee High Up to the Sky. Indeed, My Bee Can Fly!
My online membership from BSAC endorsed my research background and enlighten my digital modelling and creativity web of open science community Amsterdam (OSCA) for research projects and grants. My Ph.D. degree certificate and a trophy become a pride indeed at the auditorium of my school of life sciences, Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi in the year 2007. I had been the prestigious accredited reviewer of the year 2012 in Journal of Drug Metabolism and Toxicology. Appreciation certificate for Life Membership from South Asian Management Association and Editorial Board Membership certificate from Edwin Incorporation, has become a passion for my research approach. I would be gratified for the recommendation in the field of Life Sciences for the passionate research and teaching to help social welfare. I am sponsor of spell bee from St Joseph Group of Institution and I affectionately review the novels and story books.
Echoes in the Breeze Leaves rustle—a soft chant,Sprouting hope, tiny yet grand.Each sapling, a quiet promise,Stirring tales in every land.Branches sway, voices low,Hope stirs in the April wind.New roots grip the age-old soil,In each, a future’s sketched and pinned.Green breaths fill the cooling air,A fight, silent but fierce.In the dance of each newborn leaf,A gentle…
Corpse Flower In Sumatra’s shade, it blooms,A giant’s breath of doom.Scarlet petals stretch so wide,Foul scent cannot hide.Beetles come, they heed the call,Life in stench, amidst the thrall.Nature’s odd, dark display,Night and day, it sways. Meaning This poem captures the paradox of the Corpse Flower, a plant that draws life through the stench of death,…
Petals in Farewell Gentle blooms, stand in grace,Veiled in sorrow, soft embrace.Silent guardians, by the stone,In their beauty, grief is sown.Petals fall, a tender grief,In their descent, find relief.Colors fade, yet love remains,Through the flowers, memory gains.Nature’s sigh, in floral dress,Bids farewell, in quietness.Each bloom a note, in life’s last song,In their silence, we find…
Blossoms echo mirth,In hues, laughter bursts.Under sun’s gentle birth,Nature’s joy, unrehearsed.Petals, soft as dawn,Dance on spring’s new breeze.Winter’s gloom, now gone,In bloom, the earth’s at ease.Fields of vivid dreams,Where wild colors flow.By streams, sunlight gleams,Life in every grow.Flowers, earth’s delight,In them, joy we sight.Nature’s laugh, so bright,In blooms, the world’s light. Meaning This poem encapsulates…
Roses of Existence Roses bloom, bold and bright,Life’s dance, in sunlight.Thorns guard, every dream,Paths twist, as streams.Petals fall, time’s soft sigh,Underneath, mysteries lie.In every end, beginnings hide,With every dusk, a new tide. Meaning This poem draws a parallel between the life of roses and human existence, highlighting the beauty, challenges, and cyclical nature of life….
