Monday, October 21, 2019

human peacefulness

Let us search for inner voice, it makes more noise
we hear no sincere call, that takes to down fall
There is always continuity, we the human beings offer best quality
the nature too has offered us fineness,we hear and obey the truthfulness
the soul always guide and does not cheat, it leads you to perfection and meet
all we want in earnestness, Leave trail behind for others to trace
The final time is destined, whether you remain inclined or declined
it is for us to make it light in life, even though it may be as an edge of knife

Sunday, October 20, 2019

My fall is not your rise

Come and read between the lines those are the fruits of sleepless night
With aching hands, Boiling mind dripping with blood glowing as light
The pen scratching, some truth on the round glove white
In the wish to balm your scares left on your heart.
To sooth your worries and wash your confusion
He dives
Deep to the bottom of the ocean, man, just to make you smile,
When you are down, he lifts you up,
When you are up, he celebrate you,
Words are nailed
To make a garland
To spread scent on your heart to inject more joy in your life,
Come, read between the lines, 

Growing and advances, Innocence left stranded.. No freshness no truth around
Hovering and hanging only black cloud,
Words are now poison
Minds are full of pollution
Glances now looking the weakness, Wicked naked vulgar the strongest, Wishes lost wings and... died
What a happy you celebrating your winning while I'm searching for a crack ... or cave to hide.

Wednesday, October 16, 2019

the clock

The clock was ticking
It made sound of striking
Both arms moving with long space
Competition to reach out in race
It is closing at last moment
Both arms are struck with no movement
The expiry is over with no sign of revival
It is confirmed there is no more survival
The body is laid for rest
It served till the last with its best
The life span was spread over years
Now no more sound or voice to reach ears
It has no relevance today
Two arms are not crossing the way
They are stuck with as they are
The distance is increased to remain very far
The clock will be thrown and body cremated
The goodness will be remembered and narrated
The nice and noble work to remain in memory
Now there is no concern or worry