A pain and sorrow
I peeped through window
with deep anguish, pain and sorrows
It was concern for tomorrow
I had not thought over what to borrow
It was bleak future
nothing was bright for sure
it was going to be difficult and troublesome
I was now spending time at home
I was very much confident as an individual
I took it as normal and casual
it came in life like arrow and struck
I was dashed on ground like lame duck
I wished it to happen not to anyone
it would affect and paralyze someone
as no one is prepared for unseen danger
it can not be tackled under assumed anger
Thousands of thoughts invade at single moment
there may be constant clash and flow of movement
you will curse yourself and try to find out solution
there wont be any chance apparently coming for dilution
it is not on expected lines
the gold is not found in all the miens
it is definitely a sad plight
you have no idea how to reduce it even slight
You may be hiding behind door
the tragedy was unforeseen or uncalled for
since it has struck with hard blow
you can not be natural with its flow
You are down with all your thoughts
You have constantly struggled and fought
time has come where you have to decisively
the show has to be put very bravely
No one may come forward and share your grief
you will have to be precise and very brief
it is like venturing in night like thief
hiding in day time with all the curses to self
The misfortune is following like shadow
you are called as single and widow
you are unaware of how much pressure to bow
it may have no way out and to tackle how?
Well, it is well conceived theory
there may be fall out of misery
you may come across numerous difficulties
there is no remedy but to face it wit all niceties
There is old saying 'Go it alone'
the fight will be put up and won
the may be proving as healing factor
you may come out even as victor
The trust and strength is not to be lost
it has to be maintained at any cost
we are bound to bear it with patience
not to be confused with its presence
It may pass over
you will find shield or cover
The world may watch you with interest
as you have tried your level best
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Days Come And Go
Days come and go by as year pass
We excel with time and show the class
Life is somewhere struck in between reality
Failure some where and success only with capability
Duty and obligation to form real life test
We carry on with good will and offer the best
We aim for best in life but often marred by development
Peace is threatened at home with suspicious movement
So many might have lost life while defending nation
Many more might have died on some other occasion
They might have belonged directly to us or caused concern
Yet humanity demands that we all pray for their peaceful sojourn
We know it is sad as well as joyous event
We would certainly go in for enjoyment
We shall remember for all those staying far away
For our cause and waiting for return all the way
Christmas tree must bring their hopes live this year
Let drums beat and music please the ears
Let sky illuminate with thousands of more stars
Not with crackers but gun’s indication of no wars
Let it brighten our souls with divine light
Stop the bellicose thoughts leading to fight
Let us not involve in who is wrong or right
Let the sound sleep take over us all in night
May be we are meant for here with some useful mission
Let today flow our conscious with free admission
No to any thought for causing concern or harm
Let the good wishes flow with welcome warm
It may then be desire on each and every individual
The feeling and grave concerns can’t be taken as casual
Our future life hinges clearly on peace and good will
Else we may witness many innocent deaths and gruesome killings
I wish Christmas tree to glow more
Every face must think kind therefore
One innocent smile may take away all the worries
We have the burden and responsibility to carry
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A way to live with
Why do we rejoice at success?
Why it is considered bad for any excess?
Is it not good to have easy access?
Everybody wants continuity and no recess
We throw lavish party and gather friends
How much happiness as if world will never end!
It is human psychology that works very sound
We can analyze and reasons are naturally found
No one is prepared to receive unforeseen blow
No anxieties and worries may like to show
It is only when it becomes totally unbearable
We go for its solution and too long and durable
We have yet to develop balance side
You may need to visualize it from angle wide
There is no need to cover it or hide
Lie low with failure and with success you ride
Life is combination of push and pull
Nothing may stay permanently and rule
It is clear wisdom that may help to overcome
Any suggestion or way out is always welcome
How does mind react when faced with failure?
It may go off the balance and think of bad future
So many thoughts may cross over and compel
We got to keep cool and try to push it away or repeal
We are bound err when mind is not at rest
Nothing can rescue us from delivering the best
It is in fact real opportunity to pass the taste
It will be mere loss of chance and considered as waste
Try to ride high with velocity of wind
Never think of any guidance or path how to find/
It may be there at the end of the day
We must me prepared to jump in the fray
It is not misadvatureous to explore the field
It may prove fruitful with the results to yield
We must hold ground firmly to feet
See through eyes when they try to meet
We always try to recover the lost ground
Unimaginable gain is always found
It has got its own implications and effects
It needs alertness and ability to act
It maybe possible that you may never come out of it
You may be thrown out of gear and severely hit
No solution may be seen at the end of the horizon
Darkness all over not to be focused clean in vision
One inn the million may have hard luck
Life may always be smooth and never struck
We got to prepare in mind to take it lightly
Time to act and react when time comes rightly
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All out time
We are totally unaware of what is in store?
We move aimlessly and think therefore
We spend all our time for new things to explore
We are not satisfied at all and ask still more
We won’t know what is going to happen next moment
We think of unnecessary things and pass the comment
Is there any use when you are not sure of anything?
You may be surprised when you get unexpectedly something
This we simply pass of as good luck
We may laugh it out as opening of lock
It was to come any how so we got it
We tried for it as we were worthy and totally fit
It is not fortune or misfortune
You must live harmony and with tune
Every action must be planned in systematic way
You will be relieved to know that you had nothing extra to pay
Yesterday, today and tomorrow
Is full cycle but you have to know
Watch it closely and make it realize
Tomorrow is the day to back up and capitalize
Gone were the dark and painful days
Struggled very hard in past to find honorable way
Tried very hard to find finals sway
I had to be very attentive for the attention to pay
What ever may be your yesteryear’s past?
It should never shadow today or cast,
Horizon is largely spread over in the areas very vast
we have to correct the path and move very fast
Struggle for tomorrow is must for bright future
Make in road and always try to secure
Will have to put in more efforts to see the light,
No deviation from goal but put it right
We may err but very next to improve upon
The chances may be bleak but determination to go on
The hardest hit may be the conscious to be take care of
The worries may be miles away once you avoid and try to laugh
We will not be able to come back
As path might have developed cracks
Only with one aim you must surge ahead,
Eyes should be kept straight with mind to be perfectly read
Time may not far off when you face setback and retreat
You got to accept it same and equally treat
You may surely strike at right moment
It may be cautious but steady movement
Nothing moves on without exact time table
Stars and other bodies move on and are able
To be in their place with precise exactness
We too have to be here without unprepared ness
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I.c.u
A healthy mind speaks of good things
Sees better and think of something
Nothing perturbs or worries
Goes forward and forcefully carries
The situation has changed a lot
We have won freedom without being fought
It has come easily and all of sudden
No one cares or thinks even
It is not the misery or poverty
It is the misconception of liberty
Corruption at every level with known celebrities
Such is the symbol for our entities
Child lifting is routine matter
Kidney missing is casual subject
Blindness in eyes with little experiment
Turning blind eyes is only movement
Diseases are on rise and medicines are scarce
Treatment is inferior and show is farce
Not within reach and losing life
It is proving difficult as an edge of knife
Many may contest and claim it as best
Best for few but hell with the rest
Honor for living but no respect for dead
The future of country is definitely read
No timely help when actually needed
Plans on paper and no advices heeded
Death toll on rise and still no solution
We may die without cause is the only resolution
I shall think of the worst but still hope
It is difficult to climb with only rope
Still it needs more to be done
The golden period was there but now it is gone
I hope to survive but not to complain
I will watch at the sky for timely rain
It may pour but go in drain
All sincere efforts too will be in vain
We have not witness yet real scene
It is never exposed what is behind screen
What is not there is beautifully shown
Plans on papers but ideas are easily flown
We wish it to happen any day
It may find its own course and way
All may realize the importance and act
It is to be understood and live with the facts
Still we are better
We may witness worst later
We won’t find hospitals with the beds
That will be hopeless situation to find very bad
Time may tell you
It is very true
There won't be any I.C.U
It will be I Will Not Care you
Patients may be more and doctors less
Such situation we are likely to face
You will be patient and you will be nurse
Time may come to loose the patience with curse
Worry not still good time is ahead
Patients may die and doctors may be hit on head
Law unto self and justice on road
We are prepared for future to carry the load
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Completely shaken
I saw her completely shaken
Mentally unstable and bodily broken
As if hell was let loose on her
Whole world was for her to bother
No doubt it was cruel joke
Her future was in complete smoke
She had absolutely no idea of cruel blow
It was painful and had come in very slow
First no one informed her about tragedy
That her friend was in grave condition and unsteady
His pulses were sinking very fast
At any moment he will be about to last
She had inkling about impeding danger
She had lot more to tell with anger
Why fate had played such game?
Why she was only picked by the name?
Soon she will be left alone?
He will be already away and gone
What will be her future without shield?
What will be she doing in those green field?
She had wore white cloth as mark of grieving
None of the stories are meant for believing?
Now she has to face rough weather and stand?
Who will take her care and understand?
Thousands of thoughts crossed her mind
She was no where near and in position to find
The fate had deceived her and acted unkind
Now future stood bleak for darkness only behind
I shall overcome all shocks
She asserted boldly while soaked
This is not the time to shed tears
All pain and agony is there to bear
Let cruel hands not reach to me
Let me brace up and again feel free
The sky has limit so I shall stand again
He is no more but his efforts will not go in vain
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City crowd
We are absolutely unaware of city crowd
So much is spoken about progress and feel proud
It has been felt very comfortable at all the luxury
No one wants to look at city slums and misery
It is mad race to reach at working spot
Everybody is reserved for certain slot
In railway coach also you have space
You are rushing with so many worries on face
Life schedule is very tight
Everybody wants to be perfectly right
There is no room for slight error
Even no time to check the face in mirror
Life has become very fast
No one knows when life will end at last
Whether it will be on the road with accident
Or in the mortuary as unclaimed incidence
It is pure mechanism where human values find no place
You will be lost in crowd without any trace
No one has time to look at and offer kind words
Simple mathematic to earn and just move forward
Not an inch is spared for ground worms
So many times it has been forewarned
Yet we encroach and push others behind
We have only aim for the right place to find
Life is constantly on move and stagnated
The relations are strained alienated
No one has time to review the action
Life is just undone within fraction
We are skeptical about any thing
Life has lost its charm and got no meaning
It may go on endlessly till some solution is found
Life comes in sense and on alert with all the time around
Everything is on sale except sentiments
There is hectic activity and unstoppable movement
No one is in position to waste single second
This is the life and to be lived with same trend
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Virginity at stake
I was in deep anguish but unable to cry
So many questions in mind but couldn’t ask why?
Was my academic carrier to come to an abrupt halt?
What steps were essential to lift spirit and exalt?
It involves great sum for higher studies
It adds to tension and unwanted worries
It is not simple matter to be tackled with ease
It requires financial backing with fund release
As poor peasant’s girl I had no way for higher study
I could curse only fate and felt so much pity
There was no course open for money support
No miracle ship was to come with call at port
It is absolutely clear that poor have no where to go
So many things they have to compromise and forgo
At each and every step they have to face with crisis
Where was the question for them to go and emphasis?
When you have no shelter or cover for future/
It altogether represents picture very insecure
You find no way or even slight hope for tomorrow
It is only left for you to beg or to go and borrow
What people ask for in return of favor?
Pluck the flower from garden for flavor?
This was not some thing new to grasp
I was going to prove for me the great task
I knocked every door for possible help
No one came forward to help myself
It was proving difficult to come out
I had no option left but to opt for fall out
I had great dilemma and trauma to undergo
What else I could offer or things to forgo?
I could offer only my body for auction
I could still believe it as hasty action
It was better to face onslaught at once
It was feared they may take out flash and pounce
What was use of having modesty for nothing?
It least carrier would provide me something
Why not to take revenge on system or society?
Was I not the commodity for sale in variety?
I offered to auction my virginity in open
Such cases don’t occur or take place often
I was feeling at great height of life
People wouldn’t have offered me so much as wife
Countless offers for single night with virginity
I was not worried at all for any kind of divinity
It was mixed reaction of sadness and joy
Thousands offered money for that night to enjoy
I had clear ambition of staying with future
With single night’s sacrifice I was to be fully secured
I released the details with full acknowledgement of episode
Plight, agony were pushed back and happiness over rode
It was fulfillment of mission for simple girl
The things were definitely taking different turn
(Based on real story of girl from new zeland who offered virginity for auction)
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Our time is now
Days continue to pass, still no future in sight
took a left at the fork, i should have turned right
oh how i wish i could see, the beginning to the end of time
and defy the laws of our human mind
instead stuck i stay, forced to live day by day
but is it really such a curse? striving to make each day better than the worst, realizing were not promised tomorrow, this is a thought ment to borrow
what if the future i saw, was bitter and dead
a thought as this would confuse the head
maybe find a feeling of inevitability, and refuse every responsibility
then lie down and wait, to let this impending future become your fate
perhaps your future was the other way around
walking on the sky instead of the ground
would you try as hard to find your light, or dive from a plane that never took flight, because you were blinded by your future shinning so bright
living day by day is a curse? i believe the opposite, reverse
so before from reality you are torn, in seeking the future i must worn
the only rewards are sickle and thorn,
for our time is now, thats why we were born.
'Death is the future for us all, we walk a lifetime, untill we fall' E.A.F
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What is love?
I was very clear in mind
So did not pursue much to find
The exact nature and feeling behind
Lick too was favorable and very kind
I was not in hurry
Was not at all engulfed with the worry
I knew its importance and never felt sorry
It was not worth at this stage to think and carry
I was single so far and had kept good distance
I could have fallen in love at once
It was creating some sensation in body
I had thought over it and kept it as concern of nobody
Every individual is gifted with strong will power
It might be enjoyed or exercised by only fewer
I had given less importance and placed it in lower category
It was causing me no concern or occupying the memory
I had analytical data of would be choice
I never wanted to make any type of noise
I had planned it to go in natural way
It had equal importance for legitimate say
When I met her first time at some meeting?
She had shown keen interest in greeting
It was first pulse from that direction which directly struck
I had to bow down silently and duck
She had powerfully hit me with her missile
It was magnetic pull with magic smile
I lost complete balance of mind for a while
She had left last impression with elegant style
The nature has balanced between pull and push
Any one out of them may make first rush
It may be first contact with little shyness
One may frankly admit it as quite openness
It is good and welcome gesture
As it paves for bright and possible future
Not only preference is given for strong alliance
But serious thought over matter at once
I do not want to leave it to the fate
As I am going to be very late
If she changes her mind at last minute
I may not have enough time to observe it minutely
Now I ha e come to know what the love can be called
The natural appeal or move can not be stalled
It has to be given equal response with respect
As it may near end to the final act
I am not dragging the feet
She is passionately trying to meet
I know it will be expected at an early stage
I will simply hold the urge and definitely manage
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Pleasure days
So far they were the days of pleasure
Nothing taken seriously life for sure
Days were passing like smooth river flow
Nights too were easily coming but ready to go
Time had come now to decide
Everything else was to be put aside
Think of best union possible and stay
Settle once for all and find reasonable way
Midnight knock always sacred
I feared and never dared
To venture out at night time
It was proving difficult sometimes
I had some unknown apprehensions
I had not find its mention
They were since long in mind
Now was the time to think and find
Any female may find it reasonable
To stay forever and find lovable
It is need and must be realized
I have worked on it and visualized
Little blow of wind knocks the window
I want the air to come in or allow
I give everything in and surrender
He may come in as plunderer
Yet it is alright and acceptable
As he is worthy and capable
He may take me thousands of miles away
Take into final embrace and stay
The whole world is by my side
Horizon has spread and become very wide
I have to take all worries off the mind
Reasonably adjust and always remain kind
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Silver Girl
Silver girl, stay until tomorrow
Take my heart away with just a single kiss,
Silver girl, the world out side our window,
Somehow fades away at moments like this,
While tonight in the city street the people rush by,
You and I are taking our time, precious time,
*wont you lay with me (stay with me) one moment more,
I couldnt bear to see you walk out that door,
Stay with me, by my one in the world,
For just one golden moment, my silver girl.*
The silver moon holds us in its power,
With a magic that Im not prepared to fight,
With all my strength Ive been holding back the hour,
Lie beside me now if just for one night,
Far below, in the city street the people rush by,
You and I are taking our time, precious time.
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Missed Chance
It was missed chance
Such type of moments comes only at once
Consider it as heavenly sent chance
That takes place in two heart's presence
I knew of your double mind
You were confused for real joy to find
You had everything at your disposal
As it needed no fresh proposal
Certainly my heart missed a beat
As there was tremendous warmth and heat
You were hanging in my arms
Was it a signal before storms?
The joy was reflected on your face
Was it an end of passion or mad race?
I could decide nothing and left it to you
The feelings and attachment was only true
It is timely aggression and gentle flow
It can take anybody by surprise with blow
One must think seriously and become slow
As it may be last chance to think and go
I smiled at your sudden withdrawal
Even though it was expected on arrival
You may retrace step and lay in dilemma
As this was life time question and not drama
I let you go silently and watched
I was up in bed and thoroughly searched
Asked question many times to own soul
Was there any fault with me or any foul?
The answer may never be found
As it has its own reality ground
One must be thorough with what one is doing
Rest all follows with clear understanding
I bet she was wrong at that time
As decision has to be taken sometimes
Time waits for none and opportunity is lost
One may never know how much it has cost
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A bright tomorrow
I don’t know how to work for better tomorrow
What are the rules that I have to follow?
How the thing to be allowed and grow?
No disturbances in life still nicely to flow
Mind doesn’t work in that direction
I wish to take no hasty action
Life seems full of uncertainties
One has to remain contended with varieties
It is always fine to move with great speed
You must remain healthy with good food and feed
Honest approach without any greed
Certainly to grow a fine plant from quality seed
No one is sure of what is in store
There should be no let up in efforts to explore
Even in difficulties try to salvage and land at shore
Think of another stage and try to act before
Result may not be fruitful or sign of encouragement
Life should be made full of movements
Ready to strike at any given time or moment
To accept the fate smilingly without offering any comment
I may not yield to pressure and allow the things to worsen
The difficulties may come on the way unforeseen
I may wish to cry by hiding the face under pillow
I shall be prepared for worst situation and bitter pills to swallow
Sun was blazing all the way
Striking heat waves with direct rays
Forcing people to find shelter on the way
but not letting any opportunity to pass or giving away
Have you learned about people who work under the sun?
They work continuously but don’t ask for anything or run
it is difficult o stand under direct waves at afternoon
They think it may pass off very soon
I had learnt about one farm laborer,
He looked to me as torch bearer
Sun was on top but he was sweating and singing
He has all the joy while digging;
I dared not to ask him “Will you eat some food? ”
It is nicely prepared, fresh and good,
”No dear sir” I am very sorry,
I earn sufficient and food is no worry,
I am able to make it today and so no need to accept or borrow
Today you are there but who will offer me tomorrow?
The reply saddened me for the moment and sent shock wave
what an answer or gesture? I really felt shame and couldn’t believe
Who can be considered as an ideal philosopher?
The person who has no knowledge of others
Or who consider themselves as great personality?
We can think positively about the fine blend and quality
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Afraid to love
When love was sweet and life was good,
I thought I could never love anyone as deep,
Optimism found me in another mood,
And made promise to live and die to keep.
But after I found out the painful truth,
My heart rearranges and preserves the pain,
Hold each moment within a single thought,
I became afraid to love again.
And all the promises kind winds blow,
Opportunity into lovely notes of pleasant tune,
Through the door and at my window,
I am still afraid to love again.
When I fall asleep capsize into twisted realism,
In tears I tell myself the only secret I fear,
If chance comes by I may never love again,
Although I long to share the joy with another.
Who may be standing somewhere in the shadow,
And stare at me, but I am bound to be there,
I've turn away, yet if love could make the fear go,
And become the vestige of care.
What love so great can set my spirit free?
By night and day freedom gain from fear,
Left deep compositions haunting me,
In moods and wounds which go deep and near.
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Look Forward
I feel same sun shine everyday
As usual appearance of bright rays
Normal movement on the road with fresh start
To enjoy the life and know it as real art
Yes for god only knows since how many years
The sun and moon without single miss fail to appear
We on earth count days and time for New Year
Where as nature has already blessed us for not to fear
Nature comes to you not as surprise
It is with full of energy and surprises
If we are generous enough to pick it as chance
We must look back and evaluate it ourselves once
Why we want to have fun fare with any reason?
Nothing was wrong through out the year with seasons
We only had some bitterness with some of the persons
We forgot to know the real blessings favored upon
I shall look towards sky and pray for its vastness
Looks hollow yet how much greatness on face?
Light, dark, sun and moon along with stars find refuge
Yet we raise doubt and argue with the thoughts to refuse
Let us celebrate end of the year as not bye gone time
It might have been unfavorable to us sometimes
But over all it might have proved beneficial to us
Let us be grateful for what was given to us with trust
Let us look forward for some more bright days ahead
Life is uncertain and demands from us to offer lead
Try and make efforts to catch danger in time or read
Try to maintain peace at heart till you are dead
Make it worth that you are leading as human being
World is not limited for rich people or kings
They have come and gone still world remains same
Let us claim ourselves as worthy children and not feel shame
When it is known to us that life has limited span
We needn’t have reason to rejoice for any future plan
Tackle it honestly with much fun fare and rejoice
New Year or bye gone remains to be seen as our choice
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Rest of life
Days and nights count
Pressure slowly mounts
Life seems to be Herculean task
You get no answer even if you ask
Life can not be carried on
Single handedly never won
When one of the soul is heavenly flown
Another one remains behind to own
She will desperately try
Hold her tears but do not cry
People may come forward and ask why?
You may go down and feel very shy
Extremely difficult for man to survive
Heart broken and nothing left to revive
Woman can still resist the shock
Man will be down with time in clock
Still the situation same for both
Responsibility to share without any growth
Hurdles many and concerns more
Life is to be spent for everything to score
You have life to hang on
Kids and parents to be grown
No let up and situation to overcome
With heavy heart you have to stand and welcome
You are destined to face
It is tough and cruel race
You can not loose it in any case
It is crucial and difficult phase
Person tries all the means in adverse situation
The same will not go on with same continuation
There will end some where in sight
But single handedly you will have to fight
No one ends life and commit suicide
Whoa re we to think and decide?
Life is meant to be pursued and carried on
It hardly matter if it lost or won
It is individual’s courage
He or she will ably manage
This situation may come in any age
No one has any idea to guess
Almighty is generous enough to grant you some wisdom
You are gifted with common sense and freedom
You become wise and loose the hold seldom
Though it may create some isolation and boredom
Time is healing factor
You are bound to function as an actor
You have your own world to cope with
You are now sound enough and equipped with teeth
You may carry everybody to the shore
You did all in your capacity to explore
Nothing deterred you from solid performance
You excelled every time and swam at once
You need not worry for the later part
This was thrust upon you from the start
You chose the course and did not deviate
You went ahead on right path and initiated
You have heaved a sigh of relief
You had strong conviction and belief
It has given you the immense strength
The life is synchronized now with good wave length
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With full awareness
A light went off but simple thought entered
All the life she took enough of care and catered
Not single moment we missed and lived together
She has now afforded me an opportunity to be called father
Her belly was slowly coming up in defiance
I was dreaming of it and had completer reliance
The baby may come out and find the new world
What does baby may know whether it is hot or cold?
She may come near and whisper in my ear
“Baby will be in belly for three fourth of an year”
We should be careful not to hurt any injury
We must live in happiness and be merry
I was in full agreement with her and gave nod
It was not in our hand now and awaited final call from God
The rest of the time may pass of easily and we shall be normal
The baby will finally make presence on countdown with arrival
We were dreaming day and night with full awareness
It was all the more anxiety and natural keenness
Baby was assuming shape and awaited divine blessings
We were careful and eager to make not any messing
She would catch my hand in disbelief
Though she used to remain in pain and pray for relief
I was helpless in not helping her out
The course was open before us and it was thus all about
It was natural result coming out from willing act
The baby was coming out as result of it
We were ready to accept it as real fact
As it was filling us with joy with no option to react
She will move her hand often on womb
It was surfacing with uneven surface like tomb
May be it was shaping like some monument
We had all the way happy moments
She feared some pain at last moment
I too was cautious about her movement
She was not allowed to move with some load
She was forbidden to travel even in vehicle on road
Finally a day arrived and she complained of labor
We rushed her to maternity home as was advised for
She was taken immediately to the room
We could notice all around babies’ boom
We all eagerly waited at the exit door
Any time doctor was expected to come near
And announce the good news we long awaited
It was to come soon as I feared to be fainted
Baby’s cry brought me to immediate sense
There was good news to relieve us from being tense
It was going to be a reality as we had wished
The long wait was finally over and finished
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Hurtful words
Do we know it and take it to mind?
Do we ever bother to go deep and find out?
The damage caused by our hurtful words?
Irreparable damage and crack in relation form now on words
Do we every try to know to stop somewhere?
Take halt for rest and breathe slowly there
Though life being constant move and no stop
Let us make it all out success and not a flop
You have limited means to survive
A thin ray of hope to try and revive
Yet as best as you can strive hard
Complete resolve to do something and look forward
A day and time is pre determined and fixed
Hardship and happiness is deliberately mixed
Why not to build single tract to walk?
Why not restrain when prefer peace to talk?
Life may not allow us to advance further
Still we may try to go far and farther
The mission may end up in between
Still we are hell bent and very keen
It is difficult to appease all
Not all may receive it as generous call
Some may want complete as lion’s share
Rest may feel offended and deliberately stare
We can move as slow and steady
It may spoil the show if we try to be speedy
It can cover only what is expected
Rest of all can be left to be interacted
You may need all help and assistance
It may require follow up with persistence
You may not be in position to cut much ice
But if you can do little it will be considered very nice
You can not share financial burden
You can extend even aid often
How can you help then to mitigate their sufferings?
Few words of solace and little bit of kind word offerings
They are aware of their plight
They are even prepared to fight
They need someone to guide
No aid wanted but someone trustworthy to confide
Not all may be prepared to come out in open
Take their grievances to be heard and try to reopen
If such feeling is gathered around
Then it will shot sure success round
It is speculated that life can be ended soon and is very much uncertain
It is difficult to follow all norms and in possible ways to maintain
Yet the human mentality is such that it may not accept defeat or setback
They will double the efforts to gain the lost ground and with force come back
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Joint family
Joint family culture now days not found
It was ideal and was placed very sound
It has made long full circle and round
Now it has disappeared and lost ground
Is it losing its original charm and magic?
They used to provide good humor and comic
There is no immediate solution and remedy
Family remains in tension without any comedy
The economic burden is taking heavy toll
Old people find it very difficult to stroll
Limited space and mobility makes them venerable
They feel neglected and lead the life miserable
How much trouble parents face for bringing their children?
Without kids their life seems sultry and barren
Parents still go for all out efforts to over come
All difficulties they bear with happy face and welcome
The phase is reversed with change of trend
Children grow up with so much to mend
They find it difficult to continue with old
Go for immediate change with old items to be sold
Overnights the parents have become unwanted
Their presence is not liked and unwarranted
They want to have their own world with freedom
They seemed to have run out of wisdom
It is irony of fact that we have run out of courtesy
How can we forget their efforts and majesty?
Do we confine our selves to feel only pity?
Is it the only way to face the situation or reality?
Old people are sometimes pushed to the wall
They are simply shunted from home or hall
Where to go and how to live is only concern?
They tend to forget that tomorrow will be their turn
We need to think in right prospective
Their plight should be considered as subjective
We are not inhuman or live in stage primitive
Deep concern should be made and efforts to revive
We must develop sound mechanism
It should be considered best humanism
Nothing can substitute for good gesture
They are not our past but best future
They should be considered as national heritage
Why we should neglect them because of old age?
They should have all their dues and respect
We need to pay attention and introspect
They have parted everything for our betterment
We should look after out them for good treatment
We should do it as matter of self respect and pride
It should form basis and not attempted to hide
History will not pardon us if we fail on this count
You will not be at ease and heavy pressure will mount
Nothing will go well if they are made to suffer
How can we afford joy if we have nothing to offer?
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To soar in sky
When you reminded me of "broken wings"
I lost beautiful ground and failed to sing
It was severe blow to my own kingdom
I have witnessed such beautiful creature seldom
You wished to soar in the sky
I heard it and felt very shy
As you were found still in same zeal
The world seemed to you not artificial but real
You were perfect soul mate
Never thought of self to narrate
What all had bothered you?
How much plight you had undergone through?
You had wished only world
Lovely and beautiful to remain in fold
Some magician came and shattered
Whole of your life was altered
You were sky bound and crashed
Wings were crippled and dashed
To strike on ground and never to regain
Your whole story is full of pain
You have still elegance of queen
As beautiful as never have been
Who can kill your inner spirit?
You are, even today, healthy and fit
I shall grow when you blow
With gentle wind and with river's flow
There is much more to enjoy than to loose
You are super as always but one has to choose
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