ROCK STANDING

Standing like the hard rock
Often at life trying to mock

With passions and emotion
Almost like wave of ocean
Attempting to hit and knock

Of which there’s ignorance
In the solitary flamboyance
As minds follows and stalk

Easy with sorrow and grief
Facing it with strong belief
Every time round the clock

Relations kept and deserted
And sentiment gets averted
These feeling seldom stalk

Even burnt of sun and rain
Doesn’t fret or gives strain
The vigor they can’t block

Along the wind and breeze
The might everyone envies
Up against plans they chalk

But in vain these efforts go
And immune to ally and foe
They can’t soothe or shock

It’s quite an inspiration too
Watching it stand through
And about its life all do talk

A NEW VOYAGE

Let us commence a new voyage
Trying that sorrows camouflage

Sailing through the heart within
Weaving joy with faith’s sequin

Wave of hardship hitting vessel
Being steadfast to prove mettle

Strongly holding on to the hull
When situation gloomy and dull

Fixing anchors in a strong way
A tough base where all plan lay

Steering smoothly with the mast
Across the seas and oceans vast

A journey close to the memory
Up against anxieties and worry

Experiencing life along the trip
As even fortunes rises and slip

Facing the storm and the tides
If trusts in self, success abides

Subtly cruising onto destination
Enlightening to true revelation

SLUMBER

When I’m in bed, I’m almost half dead
Hither and thither all the limbs spread

Sometimes I’m silent, at times I snore
The sleep of mine, I very dearly adore
For which I can even lie upon the floor
Against tensions, it’s the absolute cure
It’s a feeling almost terrific, very pure

Filled with innocence, it’s so harmless
Free of all the sorrows and happiness
Yet has calmness and peace in excess
A serenity that makes me feels lifeless
Again in its arms every being relaxes

It alleviates of the anxiety and worry
And how one falls into it is a mystery
To this statement every one will agree
Often it occurs when one feels weary
It’s priceless yet it comes almost free

I search for the opportunity to creep
On to the bed or on to it take a leap
Loosing myself into a slumber deep
Some sweet dreams I desire to keep
Finally I yearn for a good night sleep