Don't you wish !!

Don’t you wish to have a shop?

From where you could buy happiness when you are sad

And some device which could store happiness

Unlike your heart for longer period

Don’t you wish to sell your tears and buy smiles in return?

As you, find hard to console your lonely heart

When things go wrong

Don’t you wish to have a cloning center?

From where you could get your loved one back

As love is hard to forget

And getting over a heart break

Some times becomes more than impossible

As the more you try, the more it haunts

Its better you get the clone of your love

To have a make believe life

Don’t you wish to insure your dreams and hopes?

So that you always get compensation for all your losses

That hurts your heart and gets you back the joy

At the earliest as possible

With great interests and add-ons

As, you can endure happy times

But, you can’t endure sad times

Don’t you wish to have a safe locker?

Where you could deposit

Your haunting memories of past

So that you don’t get nightmares

Don’t you wish to have a time machine?

So that you can always relive the moments

You love the most

Or era’s which you wish to be in

This is in past or in future

Don’t you wish to have a dream machine?

So that you can live your fantasies

Or live a kind of life that you dreamed off

With someone special, that never materialized

Don’t you wish to have a memorial park?

Where you could meet the souls of deceased

Who are closer to your heart!

Whenever you miss them and want to talk to them

So that you can live with the belief

As if your loved ones are always with you

No matter whether they are alive or not

These wishes are beautiful

But if it becomes true

Then this life will turn

To be a matrix of happiness

May this earth become a heaven!

And you get everything you want

May all the dreams come true!

And happiness sustain everywhere

It’s a tax less wish that you can have

Whenever you feel, you are lost

As sometimes fairy tale, thoughts can hide your pain for good

It's been ages

It’s been ages

Since I heard your voice

It’s been ages

Since I got reply from you

It’s been ages

Since we shared some time

It’s been ages

Since I stopped texting you

It’s been ages

Since we cracked jokes together

It’s been ages

Since you laughed with me

It’s been ages

Since you made me positive

It’s been ages

Since I showed my poems to you

It’s been ages

Since we wrote together

It’s been ages

Since I saw you angry

It’s been ages

Since we had a fight

It’s been ages

Since I made you cry

It’s been ages

Since I saw your smile

It’s been ages

Since I saw mornings without you

It’s been ages

Since you ended my nightmares

It’s been ages

Since I realized my mistakes

It’s been ages

Since I felt sorry for you

It’s been ages

 Since you last missed me

It’s been ages

Since you forgot me

It’s been ages

Since you left me for your wish

It’s been ages

Since I’ve been thinking about you

It’s been ages

Since I started my endless wait for you

Cloned Baby

Everyone long to have a cute baby

Once they grow into their youth

With strong feelings of affection

Running inside the heart

To care an innocent face

As the time changed

Relations are in anarchy

Arranged marriages or love marriages

Now there’s no guarantee of getting along together

Egos are fighting it out over every silly thing

Nobody wants to give a damn inch

Dating is no more than a farce event

Many looking for one nightstand

Or to have live in relations without commitments

Age is not a bar anymore

                                  Some rush to marriage, thinking that it will work

Soon to part ways over some fights

Gays and lesbians are just like other couples

It’s hard to believe

Abandoned girls over pregnancy

Or girls walking away for lonely life

Single mothers and single fathers

A reality hurts some times

Time and time again

Cheating husbands and cheating wives

Secret affairs that kills integrity of marriages

Divorces are just like any other formality

No value for relations

There is no love for a lifetime

As people are looking for that elusive love

Always

The long battles for the possession of kids

It’s emotional war fought by attorneys

You can see tearful fathers and mothers

Seeing the court giving the rights of kids

To ex-spouses

Some may never get to see their beloved kids

There arises the question

What about having a cloned baby?

Countless couples struggle to have kids of their own blood

With treatments never yielding results

Some have to rely on donor banks

For getting pregnant

Giving an hidden feeling of guilt of failure

To the partners

Some have to rely on surrogate mothers

They hire their motherhood for someone else’s happiness

For some money

As mere carriers,

They never get to take care of those kids

Whom they given birth after ten long months

They face emotional separation for a lifetime

Why can’t authorities allow people to have cloned babies?

As the technologies are evolving

We have the dolly and other cloned animals

Lived in front of us

May be there’s some short comings

But I feel someone has to take initiative

That could change the lives of millions

Soon hapless cheated singles can have cloned babies

They won’t have to find out utopian partners

They can just have their babies

A reason worthwhile for living, than suffering alone

About-lost love and life

Then those hated lesbians and gays can have kids

Which once all believed as impossible scenario

Let’s make science fiction into reality

If guys can give birth to kid

With sophisticated techniques

Let’s have artificial wombs and incubators

Where babies can grow in peace

And doctors can keep the process in check

Babies are source for happiness

Every one has the right to have own babies

Those who oppose abortion

Open your eyes

See the pain of millions who crave for kids

Without emotional breakdown from relations

May be we can have a better world

With less unhappy relations

Let the singles be virgin parents, if they wish so

As they can’t bear the turbulence of relation

So that they have someone to look after in old age

Let couples have kids from their blood

And have some happiness in their families

You all support research on deadly weapons

For killing hapless and innocent people

Why you can’t let cloned babies to come to this world with smiles?

Just like those test tube babies did some decades back

I am waiting for seeing the smile of a cloned baby

Legendary Tree

Where is that old legendary tree?

For years, it stood as a talismanic figure

In front of a junction of history

Beside the historic royal path

In front of grand old institutions

Like the Victorian town hall, University college, Sanskrit college

It stood and saw the times of change

In the end, fell down to sacrifice itself as the cost

For new age development

Soon vehicles will run

Over the very place, where it stood

It seems something is missing there

Bright light is streaming around

Than that beautiful shadows of branches

Now the roadside vendors

Too went missing as part of change

In rain days, it covered many people from rain

With its massive branches

During hot sunny days, it gave the breeze

It gave shelter to hundreds of people from scorching heat

As they waited, for buses that headed towards their destinations

Now there is a big vacuum

It’s hard to fill in and it never will be filled in

Those who once enjoyed the warmth of it

They will surely miss it whenever they pass by

It’s inevitable, as hundreds have to travel

Wider road is a necessity

That marked the end of a glorious life

It left a mark on the history of the city

I still remember those beautiful greeting cards

Sold under the shade of that tree

During Christmas, Valentines Day, Friendship day etc

I still remember those vendors selling

Vegetables, fruits, seeds and other stuffs

I couldn’t forget some policemen

Standing and helping the pedestrians to cross the road

During rush hours

Now people will wait for bus in the bus shelter

Finally, it will have people standing there

As that grand old tree is no more to give shade

 Soon no one will remember that grand old tree

That stood meters inside the road

It was once a hub of activities

Now its space is a hub for vehicles to run fast

Sell Your Trust for One cent

Learn this lesson,anytime

You may fall from the grace

Then,every bit of your honesty will become just a piece of trash

It takes just matter of words to have your value degraded

Just when you talk sensible,pointing out the harsh facts

So,always be nice to all

Fake that you are supporting,just to remain trustworthy

That's how it's gonna work,now

Don't ever bother to advice,even when you foresee things

Cos,you gonna be treated unwanted

For being honest from the depth of your heart

If you advice to avert something,

with proof to substantiate it forcefully

All those nice times with your close ally might vanish

As bunch of sad memories

You will wonder,what I have done !

What shall i do to prove my trust?

Is it wrong to tell harsh truths?

Isn't there value for my trust?

It's amazing to be the untruthful

Just for being rude with words

There is no second chance to prove

Cos,all that matters is being nice

Its better

You sell your trust for one cent

Atleast you will get someone

Who will trust you for that price

Cos,when it's given for free

Your trust will have no value

So,sell your trust for one cent

Youngistan

Youngistan,

What a way to mention youth!

An advertisement for a soft drinks

Needed something to refresh their image

After getting rid of old stars

What a way to divide nation

on the lines of old and young

Youngistan for young indians

But i wonder when will some other

come up with oldistan to tap up old indians

After branding Generation-X and Generation-Y

Now youth are from youngistan

In every media there is space for youngistan

Their opinion counts after all

Uttering bla bla bla in typical accent

Talking big about too many things

To take it further,youth channels

roping in freaky youngistanis

into splitsvillas and shameless numerous programs

Wow,that make some sense

Business after all,viewership and sponsorships

I wonder if the parents of youngistan

are really bothered about their kids

Doing all wierd stuffs on tv to get

some seconds of fame,without any remorse

Calling others horrendous abuses

And showcasing fashion,nothing less than vulgar

I wonder where this youngistan is going

People cries out for media moderation

But i wonder where are those moral policing forces

Closing their eyes on disection of so called sacred culture

caused by promoters of youngistan

an echelon of educated youth

with all kind of flashy gadgets in hands

mainly confined to the pockets in cities

Thats what the real youngistan is all about

There is a huge youth population

facing the life in adverse conditions

No body dare to reach out to that deprived youngistan

Cos it wont bring trp ratings for channels

A farce mania of youngistan will thrive on

Until they come up with some other fizzy stuff

Marina Beach

Beaches are always so close to my heart

Since i live in a place with lot of beaches

I was excited about seeing a beach

That i saw on TV,ravaged by tsunami

Marina beach,chennai's own beach

Me and my friend hired an auto

As we didn't know the route

On the way,i felt the chennai heat

As if blowers are blowing hot air

from the sides

It turned to be just a short journey

But,we just couldn't prevent ourself

over paying ever greedy service provider

At first i looked forward

I asked myself, where is the sea?

I was surprised to see the long sand beach

so long and wide

I said to myself,oh my god

Its simply the biggest beach i ever visited

We walked towards the sea

It seemed that the distance isn't getting shorter

I thought,the long beach could

easily accommodate handful of football pitches

We saw the vendors on the beach

Serving colorful fish delicacies

and other snacks in various stalls

At a distance we saw the crowd

enjoying the waves in their little groups

Some were riding horses for fun

Some were walking along the beach

Some were sitting and watching the waves

Daring ones swam in those waves

Some who wanted to feel the waves

walked towards the waves

When the waves splashed with force

some were screaming and running backwards

Some fell down,and on lookers laughed

Some groups stood together

As if they wanted to conquer the waves

We went to have our feet wet

But i didnt feel the wave to be the that strong

Like the ones i normally see in my native beach

May be i was expecting alot about the waves

But surely felt the warm afternoon breeze of the sea

Some attention seeking guys

Showed their stunts in waves

To impress the beautiful ladies out there

Some girls were so busy in enticing

the guys who stared at them

We saw so many romantic couples

At one glance,we felt

Most of them were students

Who bunked classes from colleges

To have some romance on the beach

Families enjoyed their time in beach

letting kids to play on the sand

Some built castles and houses

Some were just running around

There were groups of students

In company of their teachers

Seeing the beach as part of tour

In short there were hundreds

who were excited about the waves and beach

I think,its a place that draws diverse hearts

With one passion

We tested out the fruit salad from a stall

Its a respite from the burning heat

Big open area and bright sun above

There are no place to hide

As we sat down , we saw some crabs walking around

Vendors came up with ground nuts and other stuffs

We saw some kids throwing bottles into sea

And then trying to snatch it back from the waves

A group was so immersed in that game

But one kid stood out from all

As he went towards the waves with a plastic board

May be a junk one.

He swam bit through the waves carrying it

Then he laid over the board and he floated

As the waves started coming towards beach

It seemed he was more of like laid surfing

For a kid to do such an act,was amazing

No one else dared to go that far like he did

Surely he got some appreciation from stunned eyes

As we had to return to railway station

We said good bye to the waves

And walked towards the bus stop

On our way we saw some burrows on beach

we went and watched it closely

Stunned by the scene

Yes,there were some tin cans containing water

from the depth of beach

We saw some kids filling thrown away bottles

with the water from those burrows

There were so many such filled bottled

Arranged  beside those burrows

I never saw such burrows in any beach before

Surprisingly,

many vendors stalls nearby had such water bottles,

we were less shocked though

We walked past the body sized posters of filmstars

may be for taking photos for the visitors by standing aside

We walked past the beautiful sculptured park

Saw many people resting there

Though buses came

I don't know why,i insisted on walking

Though we were tired,

May be i thought the distance was less

Or may be i liked the tiled walkway

With sculptured barriers on the side

While we walked ,we kept looking at the beach

Saw many upcoming lawns aside

Sprinkled with water

There were series of parks at some distance

Lost count of colleges and railwaystations

We kept walking in search of a Gandhi statue

Simply the beach was so long

I was envious,cos its so beautiful

May be i was too excited about walking

and watching the beach

But it took a toll on my friend

Who had a long journey undue at night

I wished to see the sun set though

But i had a train to catch

So kept on walking

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Angel

One day

My sister gave me a sketch of a girl

She told me

Brother,this is your angel

I looked at it

I saw lively eyes

Looking at me with a smile

I wondered,

how she gave life to those eyes,as if so real?

The fluttering hair gave an impression of a mermaid

The lips looked as if it want to say something

I could sense something special in it

I wondered

Is this an angel that i am waiting for?

That's her best work

I just couldn't take eyes from the angel

When i watched those eyes again

I felt as if someone is looking at me

May be an illusion,

What a gift from by my lovely sister

A Morning Journey

A Morning journey

Rare one for me

Given i rarely wake up early

Anticipation of events

Kept my mind in a state of excitation

The very thoughts about sceneries

the people whom i might meet

Instilled kind of eagerness for it

There was slight rain splashing unrelently

Even before sun rose

Unlike other days,i woke up early

The cold breeze endeared me

As i rarely experience it

I thought about a nostalgic journey

Which i could keep in mind for years

As it doesn't come more often

I Reached the railway station at time,

With my mom and brother

There is rush in the train

As it is a working day

With people travelling to get

to there offices and educational institutions

I got a seat beside a window

I had my daily dose of newspaper

As the train started moving

I engaged myself in sight seeing

The lakes,rivers,paddy fields

tracts of greenery and other landmarks

It just filled my idle mind

With enthusiasm to enjoy

The mystic beauty of morning

A journey in a train is exciting as ever

The chance to be with total strangers

Its indeed a joy for me

Listening to the untamed jokes

numerous debates accompanied with

Laughters and tough voices

It just adds up flavor to the beautiful morning

From stand still position

To a good running speed

The transition of the train gives an illusion

As if places are moving backwards

than the train moving forward

Rain drenched trees and plants

Water logged canals and plains

People walking aside the track

Everything is joyous to watch

The very sound of running wheels

and that of the engine

It is something unique to listen

The scenary of unused lands

Evoking sense of anger

Reminding the potential of a land mass

From the hassles of a city life

a journey through the silent tracts of land

With the widespread bliss of nature in background

Birds flying in search of food

People snailing towards daily routine

To be idle and watching as if in a holiday

A short journey

But a traveller in me is joyous

dreaming about another journey

Nithin R S

Online Friend

Miles away from your town

Too far to visit

But so close to heart

and always there with you

When ever you are in need

A new digital age friend

or say online friend

Met somewhere in the big internet highway

At some forums or chat rooms

While time passing around

Starts with a hi,hello etc

Then slowly gets into

each others personal lives

Like two people separated by a giant screen

Words,speaks for itself

Before the voice and faces

Starts feeling each other

Without even meeting in real

In short span of time

Friendship grows like a big tree

Rooted inside the hearts as a part of life

Meeting every day through messengers

or mails or social networks

Sharing each others experiences

Shelling out all the jokes and laughter together

Online friend,

Someone who lets you speak,your heart out

Expressing the hidden pain

Unravelling the glories,memories and dreams

Unravelling the plans for the future

Some times like a mentor

Gives vital advises,when you go wrong

Sometimes like a peace keeper

Keeps you calmer

When anger gets hold of you

Some times become sister or brother

Sharing intense bond of love

True to be someoneone whom

You can depend upon

Friendship of souls

Excitement and anxiety

While waiting for the first glimpse

of the dear online friend

Its like awaiting for a beautiful present

Listening to the voice

Gives the feeling that

The distance is nothing much

Friend is out there hundreds of miles away

While watching through the webcam

It feels like,he or she is right beside you

In the comfort of home

During nights and free times

Now the world is bigger

With online friends filling the space

Hanging out together

In some cool virtual parties

3d chats lets meeting together

Like in animated movies

Sipping coffee together

Or walking together on beach

Or simply talking inside home

With cutting edge softwares

The possibilities of fun with friends are enormous

Online friend is someone

Who lives so far

But keeps you on track

Through words of magic

Consoles when tears breaks down

on your cheeks

Tries every card in the world

to cheer you up

Spends hours after hours

A chemistry that is undefinable

Now,online friend is just like family members

or the real friends you get to see

Someone who is a link to another society

Breaking the shackles of misbeliefs

And spreading the message of togetherness

No matter where they are.

Nithin R S

Looters on road

Tricycle is the face of Indian transport

or say modern version of old rickshaw

We call it in short,auto

Its amazing how they take us through

the by lanes and heavy traffic

to our desired destination in comfort

Its our reply to the yellow cabs

But is it?

Everyone cant afford vehicles to travel

When it is urgent,we are forced

to rely on those autos

It can save us valuable time

As we can avoid every snailing buses

or other transport systems

But a breed of auto handlers

They think that we are at their mercy

We pay the money for the ride

We aren't approaching them for free ride

Government has fixed rates

Which i believe is reasonable

Now electronic meters are there

which give somewhat accurate readings

But they refuse to switch it on

Before they start the journey

We have to fight for our rights to travel

Is it our land or some other alien land?

As we are in urgent need,we succumb

to the demands,its our fault

Still,there is a limit for the greed

Even if they switch on the meter

In the end they fight to get more

than what the meter indicates

Its a shame that nobody cares

I lost count fighting rogue auto handlers

Who demand more than what they command

Authorities says,you complain to the cops

They will take action,

If actions are taken,then why aren't they changing?

One threatend,go and complain

Ive got lawyer,i will deal it there

Who will control these looters

Who loot the hapless commuters

Who rely these greedy morons

For urgent journeys

It seems we are destined

To fight every day with these looters

If you are lucky you can get away with bargain

if not you are destined to loose money

Or else you will loose precious time

And harassment in front of public

cos these looters don't have any shame

                Nithin R S

Serve or Quit ,indian parliamentarians

We the public aren't fools

But you consider us as fools,let it be

Cos we elect each of you

We watch your every step

Through the medias,

which cover your shameless mediocrity

How long will you remain unchanged?

Its a question to all the politicians,

their beloved leaders and fanatic followers

When people dont have means to

fight against the rising prices

When the people are struggling

to travel through the pothole filled roads

during the monsoon,

You are all trying to cover up the past

In the name of some idiotic leakage

inacted by sensation hungry media

fighting at the centre of parliament

Wasting precious crores of rupees

contributed by common people aka taxpayers

You become an member of parliament once

and you get pensions and other benefits

for the rest of the lives.

Do you remember the voters?

Yes the fools who voted you to parliament

To speak for us,as we couldnt be there

You all are mere representatives of us

Yet you are acting like kings

Forgetting your duties,that we gave you

We put our trust in you,but you are betraying us

Wake up you morons, don't take us for granted

You cant attend every meeting in parliament

You know how to speak in a rally

But somehow your tongue gets tied up

When you are inside parliament

You think about only your pocket

The telephone allowances,travelling allowances

You travels at our expense,its not your birth right

Its your previliege,that we gave you

You have reservations against saving money

When our economy is struggling

You have seen only deep pockets of rich

The common people are struggling

Can you do anything for them?

You know only to organise rallys and bandhs

Against every other issue,without doing anything

Which could solve the real problem

You know well to create smoke screen

of activism,saying we are fighting against government

Dont forget we are watching you

We know your acting inside and outside parliament

If you cant attend the parliamentary sessions

and participate in important debates

Why are you hanging to your membership?

You stalls the proceedings over silly problems

Have you ever counted the losses that you cause

When you stall proceedings in parliament

Those lost money could have wiped out tears

of thousands of poor people

If you cant help in the functioning of the institution

For the sake of these fools

Forgo your daily allowance for that day

If you cant attend the sessions,quit the position

Let someone else take your place

If you cant discuss and find solutions

for the issues affecting common people

Leave the space and stop acting as social servers

You are just actor who fold hands for vote

And goes to Delhi to amass wealth

You know how to market

even the smallest project you undertake

with the MP fund that you've got

Then,why dont you raise our issues

In parliament with all your might

You got our support,hence you are there

If you cant serve our needs,just quit and walk away

Go and serve some those leaders you worship

For the god's sake,don't come for asking vote again!

Its a shame that when people are suffering,

you can find time to fight out some sensational news

Give us the right to call back all the members

who don't discharge their duty,

Law must change,either serve or perish

There should be ban on those lazy bones

who get all the luxury in the name of people

Brothers and sisters ,lets come together

This is the time for us to act

Either they should work,or we should slap them out

from the political world

They arent any leaders

We are the real leaders

We spend our effort to earn money to feed ourselves

These politicians feed on us,saying that they serves us

Realise,power is with us,

Without us they are nothing

Stop giving money to the parties

Which does nothing for the public

They show political strength to quell

the public uprising

We are the majority,they are just minority

If they need vote,they should show

What they have done in concrete

for the welfare of public

so either serve or get out of our parliament

We sent you on our behalf

You have no right to abuse our trust

Serve or Quit ,indian parliamentarians

Words for a soul

In this divine day of love

I shower all the love in my heart

In these words to let you know

That you are still in my heart

Like a beautiful cat with a gorgeous smile

That enlightens my life

Like a rhythm that flows, as words

Precious than my heartbeats

Reminding me to live on

With a hope, so strong and inspiring

My every single step ahead

Your words still rings inside my heart

Like breathe of endearing music

And it keeps me positive

I am smiling, like you once asked for

I am fighting with that zest

To go places as one you told me

I drained all my tears

With prayers for your smile

I failed to throng your heart

With bunch of happiness and care

Instead, I made you cry

In the name of all your tears

I pledge my love for you

Even though I am not in your heart

You will always be in my heart

As a candle light of goodwill

As a mesmerising tax less wish

As a cattie angel of good times

Night Rain

its a beautiful night.....

where is the moon and stars?

clouds did u hide them from me?

oh you wind..

why are you waving fiercly?

now that i m listening to u

the tiny miny droplets of rain

how did u learn the music?

love works in mysterious ways and friendship courts the night ... rain

brings waves of cleaning and renewal to the face of life

rain can bring freshness into extinct hearts

revitalising thoughts in a positive way

rain can wash away all those negativeness

just like as if nothing happened ever

oh that wind that drags the rain across the sky

daring all who get near to feel the utter darkness that lies within

whipping the world into a vortex of feelings and emotions

bringing lost and lonely souls to the apex

swirling them in a flow of retrospection

in search of a brighter light of hope

to find ways to escape to a shelter

where peace is awaiting to heal them

drumming rain drenching the world in colors

colors of brite and light matching piece by piece

into the darkness of night ... falling falling

unsure and unattached falling .....

when seen with heart,even in darkness

one can see those beautiful color fall

as if its a heavenly flourishing of blessings

for giving salvation to every molecule of nature

souls peek from behind the fast moving clouds

feeling the rain .... dreaming of life

hope and happiness

may this rain bring resounding magic

spreading waves of happiness all across

changing the way life looks like

a welcome change for the lost souls

This poem is written in association with my friend Katyayani.We had great time in writing this more of an interactive poetry. Images thanks to farm4.static.flickr & ikigaiway

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Theatre of my dreams

Sitting at the small gallery

In that old football ground

Where anyone hardly play football

Still only cricket dominating

With number of pitches at different spots

Fielders everywhere waiting for their respective balls

Watching those old trees with beautiful flowers

Memories run back as if to catch the past

I found a small guy who used to watch curiously

From the bus stop, at those playing in the middle

Dreaming about playing someday there

Hitting the ball out of the ground like them

He saw so many battles out there

Sitting underneath those big trees

Without worrying about scorching sun

Or drizzling rains.

Numerous hilarious moments

Serious debates with total strangers

And those silly fights with the people

Numerous friends he made from there

From being a spectator to some one in the middle

Years went so fast, huh still

Days of bunking in search of playing time

Comes so fresh in mind

Some passion kept him going

Forgetting everything while being there

Now more of a philosophical refuge

To go some time and to sit

Then watch youngsters playing around

Reliving those tense moments in the middle

But now there is no familiar faces around

Only those big trees, the park, the skating ring

And the temple saying hello to him

As if, they were old friends

See dreams,girl

When you are tired

Lay on your bed

Close your eyes,

Ease out your mind

Let it free to fly around

See those angels around

Singing songs of love

See those birds flying with freedom

Look at the joy in their eyes

See those beaches,

Walk along those beaches

Seeing those waves

See all those beautiful cats

Take them in your hand

Pamper them and see those beautiful smiles

You will feel that happiness

That will take away your tensions

Sing your favourite songs

See those rainbows swaying with your song

Run around just like when you were kid

Swim in those beautiful lakes

Take those beautiful roses

And feel the fragrance of love

Feel the fragrance of courtesy

Feel the fragrance of friendship

Feel the fragrance of happiness

Keep one rose on your hair

And watch yourself on the mirror

You will feel like a queen

Dance along with the tunes of angels

Then paint those beautiful sceneries

In the canvas of your heart

Lumber yourself into a sweet sleep

Enjoying life in a dreamy world

You will wake up freshened up

With beautiful smile on your eyes

All those pains will vanish

You will feel a brand new spirit

The spirit of hope and happiness!

Stop Crying,My friend

How long will you cry?

Until tonight, or dawn tomorrow or until death

Do you think tears are the only way left?

For you, to escape, from all your pain

That is tearing your heart now

If everyone starts crying together

It will fill the earth with new oceans of tears

As everyone, have problems

Won’t the life come to standstill?

If everyone starts worrying

About all those pains of the past

One cannot bring back the lost moments

One cannot bestow breath upon a dead person

Then, what is the point in crying?

Over those moments, that is history

Understand the fact, my friend

Nobody will be worrying about you

As much as you worry for others

So stop crying for others over silly issues

Everyone is on a mission in life

Some times situation demands

Taking tough decisions for goodness

But regretting and crying over that

Won’t make any difference for you

If there is chance for redemption

You can try out your luck

But crying for unchangeable things

Can just leave you sick, nothing else

A second that passed by wont comeback

Like that, you cannot relive old moments

Stop living in the past, its history

Live in the present and see around

Dream about a bright future

As it is the only hope,

For which, each individual live

 For some, it is about getting rid of poetry

For some, its about getting good job

For some, its about getting love

For some, its about safer future of children

Wishes about future are endless

Then why you should be alone

Crying about silly issues, for nothing

There is only one life for everyone

This is the only chance given by the god

To experience the great existence

Living through various stages

From childhood to youth to old age

Life is not just about fun and joy

The pain and relief is another side

That you should handle with ease

Just like you smile and laugh around

Wash your face and wipe out tears

Bring back a nice smile on your face

Talk with all those around

You will find how happy or sad they are

You will get to hear about their sorrows

You will get to hear about their jubilance

And you will know, there are stories

Behind every smiling face that you see

You will understand, how brave they are

Facing those challenges, without showing

Any glimpse of sorrow on their face

Life is all about living it as such

There are no secret formulas to be happy

More you think and worry

More depressed you will become

Think again, does it worth anything

You are neglecting those who need you

Yet worrying about who don’t care

Mistakes happen, its human trait

There is no need to spoil, yourself for that

Just feel sorry for it and work well

So that you won’t be having any issue

Be positive and keep the mind strong

If you feel so down, walk alone

See those people walking in hurry

Without showing trace of sorrows

Immerse yourself in this busy world

With every second meaning valuable

To your earnest quest for peace