ends with the same color
War
First one ended leaving second one’s trace
If the third one starts
There will be no fourth one on this space
Study of Life
December 29, 2012 at 11:06pm
Study of life
There is a lot to be learnt
All different minors and majors
Neither cheating nor turn
Until you complete
Never stop turning world
If you failed to do so
You will burn on and on
Once you have completed
No more life so and so
The Burning Desire
May 12, 2013 at 7:12pm
I’ve been waiting so long for this day
Waited so patiently
To fulfill the destiny
My burning desire
I have done everything I can
With my maximum effort
To travel through the road
My burning desire
I have made so many sacrifices
One way or the other
To overcome the obstacles
My burning desire
I have taken the toughest decisions
One would dare to make
To achieve what I need
My burning desire
Yet, there is nothing to do
Like it or not
When one’s done, another comes
My burning desire
The odD One
July 2, 2013 at 9:29am
I don’t understand
These people I love
People I care about
When I show them love
They take it as a joke
When they show me love
I’m not absorbed anymore
When I teach them something
They totally can’t understand
Someone else teaches them
They show their interest
The most lovable person on earth
Hangout with the least person I like
I don’t know why they don’t see what I see
What comes next and what brings trouble
The way they look at me
Is like I am the odd one
Like I don’t fit with them
Yes, I don’t have my own car
Nor any other paper written my name
Or an account filled with dollars
But I have something what most people don’t
Right inside my chest
Too bad those others can’t see it
I have patience, I surely can wait
Till someone to find what is inside
And say that I am not the one who’s odd
But they are,
And they are the one who make things wrong
The Ostrich who complained the God
January 18, 2013 at 10:12pm
All of my fellow friends are flying but not me
I have strength, but not enough long wings
May be God must have been made a mistake
He might have forgotten to make my wings better
My friends say ‘we can see the whole world up there’
May be it’s time for me to have a word with the creator
‘Why, God why I don’t have wings like those who fly?’
‘Why, God why I can’t fly so high?’
‘Why, God why I am different than others of my kind?’
‘Why, God why you don’t make me right?’
Once I have done my crying
He replied me with an answer I have never expected
I turned back and went to see my kind
And when they asked, ‘What did the God say?’ I replied,
‘My dear Ostrich, I gave you a long neck
So you don’t need to fly so high to see the world’
‘My dear Ostrich, I gave you strong legs
So you can run anywhere on this world’
‘My dear Ostrich, I have given strength
To stand up yourself’
‘My dear Ostrich, don’t worry about what you don’t have
But make a good use of what you already have’
The Visa Centre
December 22, 2012 at 8:06am
Officer: Name?
Columbus: Christopher Columbus
Officer: Your purpose of visiting here?
Columbus: I’m looking for India
Officer: Well there is no India here,
You may return to your country
Columbus: But I found this country
Officer: Come again?
Columbus: I…
Officer:
Mr. Columbus,
This land belongs to people
People who were born with nature
And treat nature as their mother
This land belongs to our great ancestors
Great ancestors who were born with nature
And those who died with nature
This land belongs to children
Children who are well-nurtured and mannered
For those who heir to the future
This land belongs to the world
World that we all have been heft for years
Like a father who gives his child a shoulder
This land belongs to those who deserve
Those who share what it has preserved
Equally, to everyone and all of us
This land belongs to you as well as us
You may share it, keeping the rights and trust
Don’t try to write it; neither it’s yours nor ours
Till the Moment Comes
May 12, 2013 at 8:21pm
It’s a blessing
No one knows the time
But, why me?
Why do I know mine?
Though it is too late
To take all back, what I’ve done
Though there is no turning back
To re-write my fate, for the people I care about
Missed my impish childhood
Wasted my loving youth
Hatred towards the old
Like I never become one
I wish I have a second chance
I wish I can erase my past
Spend some time with my wife and child
With my old parents, drink some wine
Darkness arrives
Dimming the light
Till the sun goes down
Till the moment comes
It’s a pity
No one knows the time
If they do,
They don’t have to whine
Tragedy of Dollars
May 29, 2013 at 6:53pm
Hunger, cannot bear
Thirst, cannot ignore
Breath, cannot avoid
Dollars, cannot deny
Searching for money
No plan to halt
Reaching the top
Making more foes
Hunger for dollars
More than the real
No time for wife
Or for the only child
Thirst for money
Always the same
Never look down
Path of the fame
Breathing the greed
No love to feed
Feeding the sleaze
No way to flee
Search
for the dollars
Halts when you halt
All the money you earned
Cannot buy what you want
Learn from your hunger
Feel how they feel
Spare with those who need
Feed them indeed
Thirst will be the guidance
Where you need to heed
Everyone will timeworn
Nobody can escape
Breath is your serenity
There is no hurry
Spend time with family
Share your love and bliss
What you think what you want in the beginning
Won’t need much when you reach the ending
What you take when you leave is what matters
Do what you please, spend good time, and smile with others
We All are Grasshoppers
March 11, 2014 at 2:42pm
We all are grasshoppers
Who sing and play and dance
Transfixed by blinded eyes
Unaware of what may come in days
Make use of what we have today
Not thinking of tomorrow or another day
What we see green we eat and destroy
And replace them with impenetrable decoys
Yet no hint of those wise ants
Who kept for them and for their lads
Of course, we'll think when the storm comes by
On that day, we all starve and die!
Welcome to the Graveyard
June 14, 2013 at 11:49am
Welcome! Welcome! Welcome!
Welcome to the graveyard
Good or bad
Pick up a space
This will be your last chance
Big or small
Rich or poor
Tonight we share the same yard
Black or white
Brown or yellow
Share this pillow with all lads
Young or old
Skinny or tall
Today we see the same dream
Higher or low
Heavy or not
Now we are on the same place
Grime or pure
Choice is not yours
Together we face the same fate
Cross or a circle
Moon or the stars
Our journey ends on the same bed
What If?
September 23, 2013 at 4:23pm
What if your brother really hates you?
For a stupid little fight once you had
What if your brother really needs you?
Will you turn your back, like others in the end?
What if your sister cried for no reason?
And lied to your mother, afraid of beatings
What if she really cried because of people,
Who try to filth her pride and burn her future?
What if your father asked you a question, million times?
Would you blame him a deaf, who couldn’t hear?
What if he had repeated the words, million times?
Until you discourse the first word, that you ever learnt
What if your mother asked for another bread?
Would you shout out, ‘Well, isn’t that enough?’
What if she had fed you, empty stomach?
Just to keep you away from hunger
What if your grandpa, wants to open a jar,
Would you scold him for being so feeble?
What if he said, he lifted many heavy bags
Just to make sure, you carry your own school bag
What if your grandma wants to tell you a story?
Would you remind that she has already told it hundred times?
What if she told you, that the story she was telling,
Once told to her by her grandma, before she died?
What if your lover, waited for another kiss?
You didn’t see it, because you couldn’t read her eyes
What if she said, she is happy and pretend?
Would you be able to see her tears, under her smiles?
What if your best