Once again now another year will end
Present like past memories will blend
Again few thought will bend to know
To seek what future will comprehend
Losses to mourn and gains to cherish
In these calculations time will spend
Of all the reminiscent of gone by era
Some are perfect and some to amend
Agony and pain, happiness and bliss
The mind they fasten and apprehend
But trying to get rid of their custody
Often in the end, the efforts suspend
Nothing too bad or nothing too good
All must be accepted without offend
Even if victory appears beyond reach
On your will the triumph will depend
Forget not the past, don’t even ignore
For thro’ it, the future will transcend
Help you escalate ahead in your life
And from misfortunes it will defend
By an end, a new beginning is carved
Beyond death, a new life will ascend
In each one both good and evil exists
Rinsing your soul live as a reverend
And don’t flee with fear of obscurity
As not all thrive, unless they intend
For not all leave the mark upon time
But when they do, become a legend
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
FLOWERS
Sometimes I am lost in the imagination
Along divine attraction and fascination
Decorating around with vibrant colours
In autumn, spring, winter and summers
Blooming and blossoming all through
Gently the beauty of world will accrue
Vibrant image of the stunning flowers
Soothing within even in the wee hours
For looking over magnolia and acacia
Almost loses into the wishful amnesia
Again the sight of begonia and zinnia
Interpret slowly in a celestial insignia
Viewing the lilies and the buttercups
With unquenched thirst and hiccups
Even seeing tulips and the daffodils
Budding around mountains and hills
Glancing at the dahlias and bluebells
About the divine art speaks and tells
Smell of the hibiscus and the jasmine
Soothes through the deep soul within
Then it is daisy and chrysanthemum
Creating again a picturesque rhythm
And never to miss the lotus and rose
On them are many poems and prose
Their silent splendors and fragrance
Smears and portrays heart and sense
But again they shouldn’t be plucked
And in bouquets must not be tucked
Let them live in trees and the plants
With their simple desires and wants
And just as the sun, moon and stars
Similarly is the significance of flowers
Along divine attraction and fascination
Decorating around with vibrant colours
In autumn, spring, winter and summers
Blooming and blossoming all through
Gently the beauty of world will accrue
Vibrant image of the stunning flowers
Soothing within even in the wee hours
For looking over magnolia and acacia
Almost loses into the wishful amnesia
Again the sight of begonia and zinnia
Interpret slowly in a celestial insignia
Viewing the lilies and the buttercups
With unquenched thirst and hiccups
Even seeing tulips and the daffodils
Budding around mountains and hills
Glancing at the dahlias and bluebells
About the divine art speaks and tells
Smell of the hibiscus and the jasmine
Soothes through the deep soul within
Then it is daisy and chrysanthemum
Creating again a picturesque rhythm
And never to miss the lotus and rose
On them are many poems and prose
Their silent splendors and fragrance
Smears and portrays heart and sense
But again they shouldn’t be plucked
And in bouquets must not be tucked
Let them live in trees and the plants
With their simple desires and wants
And just as the sun, moon and stars
Similarly is the significance of flowers
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
SOLE ATTITUDE
Often in solitude few thought ensued
And then gently on my soul accrued
Whenever from now you’ll be alone
You can peacefully be on your own
Hence you will not have to pretend
There will be just no one to offend
And then you can always be at ease
As there’ll not be anyone to please
No one will order, no one will shout
You can now peacefully move about
Neither quarrels again nor any fight
You’ll find time to seek your insight
No hindrance, nor any disturbance
You can lose self in sheer ignorance
No job or errand will any one assign
Any time one can sit back and recline
No concerns, also no more worries
You will get rid of all the miseries
Not to be a host to welcome a guest
Nothing to like and nothing to detest
And there isn’t anything bad or rude
It will just portray a peaceful attitude
Nothing to commit, nothing to expect
This life will now be just so perfect
And then gently on my soul accrued
Whenever from now you’ll be alone
You can peacefully be on your own
Hence you will not have to pretend
There will be just no one to offend
And then you can always be at ease
As there’ll not be anyone to please
No one will order, no one will shout
You can now peacefully move about
Neither quarrels again nor any fight
You’ll find time to seek your insight
No hindrance, nor any disturbance
You can lose self in sheer ignorance
No job or errand will any one assign
Any time one can sit back and recline
No concerns, also no more worries
You will get rid of all the miseries
Not to be a host to welcome a guest
Nothing to like and nothing to detest
And there isn’t anything bad or rude
It will just portray a peaceful attitude
Nothing to commit, nothing to expect
This life will now be just so perfect
Friday, December 25, 2009
MESSIAH'S BIRTHDAY
This day, something happened well
Years ago, there was a divine spell
Appearance of a bizarre bright star
Even though it sparkled rather far
It professed to the three wise men
Of good news through the heaven
About a messenger who took birth
To spread peace and love on earth
So that people can understand life
Forget jealousies, envy and strife
Though by evil he was criticized
But for truth he himself sacrificed
Towards the welfare of mankind
Quite a few testaments he defined
No religion but a way he preached
Of how satisfaction to be reached
So help and heal grief and distress
That’s real message of Christmas
Years ago, there was a divine spell
Appearance of a bizarre bright star
Even though it sparkled rather far
It professed to the three wise men
Of good news through the heaven
About a messenger who took birth
To spread peace and love on earth
So that people can understand life
Forget jealousies, envy and strife
Though by evil he was criticized
But for truth he himself sacrificed
Towards the welfare of mankind
Quite a few testaments he defined
No religion but a way he preached
Of how satisfaction to be reached
So help and heal grief and distress
That’s real message of Christmas
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
YOU AND ME
You and me, me and you, always one
Together, its happiness and it is fun
Below the starry sky with the moon
And even underneath the bright sun
Elevating high alongside the clouds
All the sorrows will escape and run
Distancing from the body and brain
Where peace and calm will summon
While trying to reach up to the soul
The concluding work will be done
With an exuberant divine fragrance
All the misfortune is going to shun
And where contentment will adhere
The hearts will smile a million ton
Clocks will halt, time will stand still
Finally now a fresh era has begun
Since you have entered into the life
I am living for all the good reason
Together we’ll brave all the weather
And enjoy in all climates and season
Together, its happiness and it is fun
Below the starry sky with the moon
And even underneath the bright sun
Elevating high alongside the clouds
All the sorrows will escape and run
Distancing from the body and brain
Where peace and calm will summon
While trying to reach up to the soul
The concluding work will be done
With an exuberant divine fragrance
All the misfortune is going to shun
And where contentment will adhere
The hearts will smile a million ton
Clocks will halt, time will stand still
Finally now a fresh era has begun
Since you have entered into the life
I am living for all the good reason
Together we’ll brave all the weather
And enjoy in all climates and season
Sunday, December 13, 2009
QUEST OF PEACE
Just a humble request for silence please
May be it is required to describe peace
Priceless devoid of dollars and pennies
But to some odd ones it won’t appease
To see and accept the violence to cease
As jealousy and hatred bend their knees
Peace isn’t just silence nor is it a noise
It’s one’s opinion and it is one’s voice
A blooming flower or humming of bees
And as I try to portray peace in words
I imagine it as the flying flock of birds
That rids one of the sorrow and worries
It is a feel with a touch soft and gentle
Blends with sense by fragrance subtle
Rising like waves thro’ the sea breeze
It’s a dream in eerie stillness of night
Its hope burning as distant candlelight
To unfasten joy with the faith’s keys
It is about sharing and about sacrifice
For the world its necessity and suffice
Similar to the importance of the trees
Its seems to be genuine and even fake
If its profound existence one can stake
Life and world will always be at ease
It is what is spoken of, for it they pray
But everyone forgets is at end of day
It is that my heart presumes and sees
May be it is required to describe peace
Priceless devoid of dollars and pennies
But to some odd ones it won’t appease
To see and accept the violence to cease
As jealousy and hatred bend their knees
Peace isn’t just silence nor is it a noise
It’s one’s opinion and it is one’s voice
A blooming flower or humming of bees
And as I try to portray peace in words
I imagine it as the flying flock of birds
That rids one of the sorrow and worries
It is a feel with a touch soft and gentle
Blends with sense by fragrance subtle
Rising like waves thro’ the sea breeze
It’s a dream in eerie stillness of night
Its hope burning as distant candlelight
To unfasten joy with the faith’s keys
It is about sharing and about sacrifice
For the world its necessity and suffice
Similar to the importance of the trees
Its seems to be genuine and even fake
If its profound existence one can stake
Life and world will always be at ease
It is what is spoken of, for it they pray
But everyone forgets is at end of day
It is that my heart presumes and sees
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
FORGETFUL
All my efforts to remember, results in vain
As all the memories vanishes off my brain
And I’m being chastised, it is really a pain
As what’s lost thro’ mind, I just can’t gain
I really try very hard in order to memorize
I just wish my memory I could improvise
But in this regard, I have just no expertise
And then recollections escapes and flies
This confuses me, also leads me astray
In order to remember I need to find a way
Besides all effort, I also worship and pray
Hope I’ll be relieved of this habit one day
I have been robbed of my calm and peace
From the mind memory escapes and flees
And few people laugh at me or try to tease
Others find it amusing and try to appease
Each day of all my work, the notes I make
And also of all errands that I have to take
But in the middle all the schedules break
Always I fail to remember at crucial stake
And all the promise and oath that I pledge
That I swear to follow towards final edge
Along hindrances, obstruction and wedge
But facing failures amid makes me regret
Still again there is another point of view
On contrary that’s of another tint and hue
For with good, even bad memory eschew
And forgetting the sorrow, joy will ensue
It also helps us to get away with excuse
We weren’t intentional, so we can refuse
Now up to you what you want to choose
As forgetting has its own importance use
Hence remembrance and reminiscence
Even though they have their significance
Like cool sensation of eluding fragrance
I attempt to relax forgetting all the lessons
As all the memories vanishes off my brain
And I’m being chastised, it is really a pain
As what’s lost thro’ mind, I just can’t gain
I really try very hard in order to memorize
I just wish my memory I could improvise
But in this regard, I have just no expertise
And then recollections escapes and flies
This confuses me, also leads me astray
In order to remember I need to find a way
Besides all effort, I also worship and pray
Hope I’ll be relieved of this habit one day
I have been robbed of my calm and peace
From the mind memory escapes and flees
And few people laugh at me or try to tease
Others find it amusing and try to appease
Each day of all my work, the notes I make
And also of all errands that I have to take
But in the middle all the schedules break
Always I fail to remember at crucial stake
And all the promise and oath that I pledge
That I swear to follow towards final edge
Along hindrances, obstruction and wedge
But facing failures amid makes me regret
Still again there is another point of view
On contrary that’s of another tint and hue
For with good, even bad memory eschew
And forgetting the sorrow, joy will ensue
It also helps us to get away with excuse
We weren’t intentional, so we can refuse
Now up to you what you want to choose
As forgetting has its own importance use
Hence remembrance and reminiscence
Even though they have their significance
Like cool sensation of eluding fragrance
I attempt to relax forgetting all the lessons
Thursday, December 3, 2009
WORLD OF MY OWN
By sculpturing and crafting the world of my own
I try to lose to solitude and I choose to be alone
With the ideas, perceptions, views and emotions
Building the mountains, hills, rivers and oceans
Vivid imaginations perpetuating strange mirages
As behind false, truths and realities camouflages
Lost in my faith, belief, ideologies and devotion
Dwells within creates confusion and commotion
Often strays into woods, jungles and the forests
While seeking the destinations, the feet contests
Few relaxing moments ensued by chirping birds
And for fragrance of flowers I’m short of words
Feeling the gushing winds and flowing breezes
Due to which the tensions decreases and ceases
The sight of the stars, the sun and that of moon
Always charms me with good luck and fortune
Clouds turning to rain and forming the rainbow
On me these sights peace and blessings bestow
This is my world through which I try to live by
I’m the earth myself and for me I’m also the sky
I try to lose to solitude and I choose to be alone
With the ideas, perceptions, views and emotions
Building the mountains, hills, rivers and oceans
Vivid imaginations perpetuating strange mirages
As behind false, truths and realities camouflages
Lost in my faith, belief, ideologies and devotion
Dwells within creates confusion and commotion
Often strays into woods, jungles and the forests
While seeking the destinations, the feet contests
Few relaxing moments ensued by chirping birds
And for fragrance of flowers I’m short of words
Feeling the gushing winds and flowing breezes
Due to which the tensions decreases and ceases
The sight of the stars, the sun and that of moon
Always charms me with good luck and fortune
Clouds turning to rain and forming the rainbow
On me these sights peace and blessings bestow
This is my world through which I try to live by
I’m the earth myself and for me I’m also the sky
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