We talk a lot, you said
We changed to being silent, surely misled
even today, you talk about us to around us
Trapping us in the center
Like we have to run more for being better.
Behave like 'that', you said
Do like 'this', unlike that our soul read
How can we be like you
When acknowledging us was the only thing we knew.
Indeed your words are sharp, they tear us
Thank you for letting us know you have a blunt side too
and now there's no damage you can do.
We don't blame you, we are greatful instead
Because when you hate us you also teach us
To love ourselves even more.
You tell us
How we are not enough in so many ways
In the race of people wanting to be ahead
Average is where I stay
Its sufficient, I love you
My soul said.
Mistakes are very clever
We learn and develop from them
Dont worry, they are with us forever.-
Take me to my favorite place
where I wake up in your arms
holding me agilely
Where I am immersed in the moment of bliss
and you end this with a forehead kiss.
Take me to that place
where I be dressed in petals and be the flower you like the most
and you be the butterfly
I like to be touched
Where I be a good girl and you be the good guy.
Take me to that place
which we would prettify
with leaves and flowers
and replace
bunch of stars with characters and make jolly stories for hours.
Do a magic; be a magician for today
allowing me to dream this everyday.
Wait a second, don't do this......
In case, next time we meet
Take me to your favorite place or another street.
-
Broken dreams
Like they were meant to be
Insecurities all around
Like they are going to be real one day
Nothing is happening good
Like there's no future
Upsetting memories
Like they want to stay with me forever
Staying up all night crying
Like there's no smiles left
Despair
Like I have nothing to say anymore
Acceptance of change
Like the rest is in my hand
Hoping for good
Like I am gonna be happy soon.
-
The story of mum and his son
Along with the society who loves to judge the different one
Once arrives the new neighbour, long, dark hair and beard
But for everyone in the society more like weird
Cause he's the silent guy
Who rarely talks but observe people closely.
Next morning, the mum was watering plants while listening the song
Suddenly get bitten by a rabid dog
The son failed to help and she was helpless too
The weird man who just used to stare
Was the one who ran first and saved the mom there.
The rest of the people in the society where just the observers now.
The son who was shouting- " help someone "
Learnt the lesson
Suddenly stopped crying,
Cause
He realized, judging people without knowing them is like underestimating real heroes.-
The burn by our side And the tough times
Evaporate us to reach above
Yet, giving every vapour of loyalty
Confirms "cloud of LOVE".
From the elder we learn
To the younger we teach
Even in the intense burn
And to the heights we reach
Respect for each other
Cools the arduous vapour.
The faith in our love
Makes the drop stronger
Falling down deep from above
Since, you are the lover
It will uprise again.
Sometimes late or
sometimes without season
The HAPPY RAIN, makes sure
Victory of love over hate,
for a reason.-
Neither listening to chirps of birds
Nor with the morning "kook-doo-koo"
In the holidays,
My mum wakes me up by screaming-
"Uthh jaaaa bhondu"
Eat sleep repeat
What else I can do
I wish I could go somewhere on tour
Cause that's what holidays are for...
Books, movies, shows and songs
Are the only stuff to chill
My mum finds this wrong
She wants me to learn recipes
But the only thing I can do is
Relish my meal...
End of another day
It wasn't that bad, i must say
Although quite messed
But then bit of shut eye and rest.
-
Silent night, open windows
Stars shouting, moon waiting
Like every night
They wanna hear me, I wanna listen them
My depressing story
Their embolden poetry
Makes us just the splendid pair
Although it's been long
I haven't been to moon
And danced with the the stars
That soothing music only we could hear
Playing freely without any fear
Adoring every part of it
Makes us just the splendid pair
One day,
All that has fallen apart
will find it's right place
All nostalgic memories we had
Will be lived again
And believe me,
No one would abstain.
-
If my soul could speak
The life would have heard
How difficult it is to survive here
The pain is what I write
What I write are my thoughts
And my thoughts is my poetry.
If my soul could scream
The life would have realized
How difficult it is to survive here
The pages that I hide
I hide it in the book
The book that has my story
The story that I lived.-
I wanna wake up with purpose....
Purpose of being more grateful even for the smallest thing I am blessed with and able to bequeath to the indigent.
I wanna wake up with purpose....
Purpose of being more genteel even with any wonted one I meet and able to treat everyone alike.
I wanna wake up with purpose....
Purpose of being more stronger even for the itty-bitty battles I fight and able to emancipate others.
I wanna wake up with purpose....
Purpose of being more cheerful than before and able to spread the glee.-
There is a life in my dreams
Totally different from today, where I reside
Full of adventures and themes
I wish i could enjoy this ride.
-