First of July has made us aware..that flowers got petals..fragrance and beauty to share..half the year has passed what have we spread..hatred.. love..understanding, abusive language ..are we really aware !! Half the year has passed and nothing has improved.. in fact we have gone from bad to worse…yet flowers bloom…clouds float and breeze..is felt..only humanity has died in the midst..
Tag: poem
Woman :) A poem a rhyme
Soft, gentle, loving and kind
Who comes to your mind ?
A woman,is intoxicating as wine
She will be forever your’s, just offer to “be mine”
Why do you ridicule and abuse with words and fist
Why does her soul and body bear marks, when she resists
She is a woman, a source of joy
Do not play with her emotions, she is no toy
Respect her, trust her and be kind
She will make your life as bright as sunshine
Does it matter to me ?
All that I can be
is not more than me
is that enough ?
Or should I get tough
Improve my self
review potentials
will I depend or lead ?
what do I want ?
Why do I fear ?
From responsibilities
Hard work and help
I am finding now
What matters to me
What I can be for everybody
not just for me
Seek again
I left that path
It did lead somewhere
I know it was safe
where they wanted to be
It was their destiny
But I couldn’t follow them blindly
although I was blinded by them
then I asked myself
Do I know where I want to be?
Have I ever been there
No answers no replies
my mind was empty
Still I want to go
where my heart takes me
Somewhere there is peace
Paths unknown
I will risk my time and make new roads
if none exists and life ends before I reach
there is no more
yet I know..I have followed my ways
I will not regret nor flee
Safe paths are not for me
Hybrid last for moments..originals forever and more
If its forever
It will take time to grow
whether it is a potato
a relationship or more
Life is like a painting
events make it a collage
but if it get disbalanced
it turns out as an eyesore
hybrid can not replace original
if you can understand my woes
Bought an American name brand
from the Elite’s store
it was labelled , “Made in China”
outsourced 😉
Roses are always awesome :)
Why are roses so popular..something so acceptable. Red, pink, black or blue
when its a rose, that I give to you..a smile flashes on your lips a gift of fragrance,
a soft kiss to your heart, you can not miss.
Other flowers are beautiful too, has lovely fragrance and colors too, but you seldom find it easy to carry away, tucked in your hair, or the coat’s pin..roses are easy to settle in..when the petals are floatin in scented water, you just stare at it and feel forever..that softness only a rose petal brings..sparrows are cute but nightgale sings..I think if Lion is JUngle’s King then a rose is the Garden’s Crown..and it certainly can adorn..the graves, or as garlands to welcome thee..roses are roses always for me
Do I know you ;)
Friends like me are of no use
I forget you on a daily basis
I expect you to accept this status
And when nobody gets my call, but you
I suddenly decide to be with you
you ..the cool dude..
I feel so sure around you
It is true that I hardly remember you
and you faintly know me
I am the faded friend in memory
but I have you to depend on again
I know ..that I am a pain
will vanish again
when others come my way
if they plan to stay
I will go offline when you get online
and remain in touch with them
next..time I get so irritating and bad
just don’t answer my pleads to be
your friend..in need
of a heart that understand me
is but you
but..do I really know you ?
My life..my diary
Life events are the ink
Years are pages
I used each one
to scribble, draw and write
Never could I erase it
Rules never permitted
Each moment was an exam to pass
results popped up in phases
sometimes I wrote on other’s pages
and they wrote for me too in delight
few times we did fight
wrong or right
I can’t remember
once out of sight
mostly, I was the lone writer
I am sure, my blank pages
that I have in store
are getting used up..and one day
there will be no more
for me to write on
that day will be the last page of my life
as someone else will write for me
wrap me and bury me
it would mark my end
and be an event for other’s life
Pages..that is ages are gone
Events of ink got dried up
I would cease to be,
except for the last ink
written with tears, when eyes did blink
remembering me..once more
last .eventful..then..its all long time ago..
Leave me alone
I have made a mess of the floor as you see
so leave me alone 😉
but get me fries, pizza, freeze-up and ice
but leave me alone :))
as you leave, turn on the music and a/c
do leave me alone :))
I want to eat , relax, listen to music and be ‘me”
me , me , me
return only..
after I had eaten everything,
enjoyed the music in peace
in my place
leave me alone..
return only to clean 😉
Burning flames
The flames they crackle to speak
I will not sleep
I know the heat
I feel the pain
for someone’s dreams
to burn and turn to dust..
was it a waste..all this wait
life passed ..and I never could trust
any one’s love ..nor guts
