Sunday, February 13, 2011

Life..












Many ups and downs of life,
and many blacks and whites of time.
You should have a heart to live life.
But may I ask you,
what is this four lettered life?

Very hard it is to reach a height,
nor you have so much of time
neither of you want to work or fight.
And then you always sigh,
when it gives you all your smiles?

Life is nothing but a trap of time,
like a still and wavy movement of a flying kite.
Why are you so satisfied,
of what you have and what you don't like,
and not eager to find your doubts?

If you're not so coward,
then why commit so many suicides,
and more, without a reason!
Life is a precious gift of almighty.
It's given once you know, we all know, but you waste it?

Why don't you walk like a king?
And talk like you don't care whomsoever
the king maybe.
It is you and only you,
to find the courage within.

Life is not a bed of roses,
but an eventful history of one's time.
It is a mystery. 
And a combination of heart and brain,
without even one life goes in vain.

Life is not a piece of cake,
but experience, experiment and expectation.
So use your experience in your experiment 
and reach your expectation 
without losing your self-exploration.

Life is a history and history repeats itself.
It has its trials and tribulations 
and you should have courage to face them.
Then why do you cry and cry,
for every trifle reason?

Every problem is born with a solution. 
And you just have to find the one,
and lead your life with assurance.
For it is not the one you long for,
but it is always waiting.


Tuesday, November 09, 2010

Evanescent Time.














Growing age of a creature,
time's travelling fast.
Like a wind surfing,
blowing in the midst of night.

A wave raging,

in the river or ocean high.
Time is like the sand,
penetrating from our hands.

From the single to the last breath.

Overflowing from the thunderhead.
Time may navigate or be a doom,
it can create or destroy one's life tomb.

It'll wait for none, time's sailing high.

Can never be reversed, once it has walked by.
Like a wine it is, never regained.
It is a thirst which can't be quenched.

It'll inspect you at every place,

no one will be there for clue.
There are miles and miles to be sailed.
Haste, O Haste! Time's not waiting for you!

Don't ever deceive time,

as it'll give you a return.
The deceiver will be vitiated
and will infect others' existence.

From rich to poor an poor to rich,

It has the key to exploit one, even in the mist.
No loss when wealth's lost
but when inner self and confidence's lost, everything's lost.

Time is lofty, climbing is hard.

Don't be foolish as it goes fast.
A heinous crime it is, to be hypocritic,
as it'll time and again examine you as a critic.

I am telling you time is precious,

Don't be a nitwit to waste it.
It'll see if you're careful; observes
concludes and destiny's fulfilled.

Every moment is special

They should be preserved.
Time and tide waits for none,
action, therefore, straightaway should be taken.

Because time is like the sand,

penetrating from our hands.
It is like the sand,
penetrating from our hands.

Monday, September 06, 2010

Unwinged Butterfly.


Dwell in my own sphere, 
I didn't perceive.
World is so perplexing,
course of life misleading.

Why don't you understand me?
I am an entity living.
Why don't you see me cry?
Crying for love and happiness.

When I wanted to smile,
they greeted me with a sigh.
So unfortunate, am I?
For not to be graced, ever?

Asking you, did you ever see, 
my drops falling?
Give me a reason,
for my still weeping?

I am a little flower.
Spreading the fragrance.
Do not pull me out, 
I am pleading!

Like a flightless bird I am,
Who is begging for liberty.
Can I ever be a wanderer,
so I can tread anywhere?

Brought in this existence,
to give you affection.
Now, solitary melancholy singing,
Why is this happening?

Tell me, am I so unlucky?
Then suffering, now suffering.
I think, I am a favorite cup of tea of god,
which was boiling, now boiling.

Now a day has come.
With jubilance I am.
Today going to die,
but now I'll go smiling.

Behold now, take notice!
Don't forget me.
For I was one of your hearts,
which was beating.

Today, I am telling you,
many girls like me are crying.
Give them your love and affection,
for they are also human beings.