The paradox is;
"Whether to long for
The golden rose or
Worry for the withered jasmine?
Worrying for not helping the poor
Overtakes the longing jealousy for
Attaining the richest.."
For the so called 'middle class'
Is also considered as a sin
When it's to a 'kind devil'.....
Be like an umbrella...
Bear the pain but not get hurt
Feel the joy but not get overjoyed
Be the same unfaded shelter
Be like an oyster..
Transform negative into positive
Even your foe to friend
Be like the light..
Racing against the time
Not wasting along the time...
Even the mightiest rests in it
They said..useful for nothing,but
Even the useful is nothing without it
They said..it,but i said them..;
WeMen never higher than WoMen...
Treat to the eyes..or
Treat to the heart..
Your vision may bleach...
But not your beat..
Even the lotus blossoms in a swamp..
Not in a crystal clear one...
The river's bond with the sea
The rain's thirst for the plains
The oyster's sacrifice for a drop
The moon's desire towards the sun
Neither be questioned nor be stopped
And so is my heart for you......
Every action's reaction...
Rocks to a fort..or
Fort to the rocks
Nothing to something..or
Everything to nothing..
And that defines who you are....
A moon that shadowed the sun;
A sun that melted the rock;
A rock that nullified expensive diamond;
And a diamond that I long for...,,
Regretting for the past;
Worrying about the threatening future;
And today passed away.
Even the moon in the sky;
Fades away to null one day;
But why don't you do so in my heart... Wandering throughout my vessels
Constricting it..and bringing the blood
Through my eyes..as tears..,,
When you can find something
In nothing and nothing in everything;
You can become a better thing...,,
Love,only for hearts;
Had it's own instance;
An intense feel,
Between a flower and
God of lights;
The flower's day never ends,
Without absorbing the love;
But...yet.. the flower's love
Is specific..yet love of the other
Is general..knowing though;
Loved without hesitation;
A good lesson to the hearts;
The hope of that day,
Where love being shared.
Dark, fiery , plain nights;
For ages only under light of stars,
Suddenly a spherical milk ball,
With a bright, beautiful face;
Cooled the heated up earth;
Stole its darkness at night;
The earth longed for it;
But..yet..the so called thing;
Just a dream at nights..
Will the dream thing grace the earth,under sun...?
When someone hates you..
When someone tries to insult you..
Once thought friend seeks for a gap,
To deprive you..
Don't get sad or broken...Be happy that You are growing something big,
That they never thought you would be..
A fallen hero#2
While the bright of the brightest comes to rest;
A peculiar spot of light reaches it's best;
Fighting it's first battle for existence in it's own nest;
Emerged from the red river,
passing it's first test;
And there's born a victorious
fallen hero to challenge the dark pest....
Your importance is felt by your presence..
Don't be omnipresent anytime for everyone..else
Your importance doesn't make any
Don't reserve your time for those who don't deserve you..
Never ever worry for those who don't care of you..
Time , the most powerful judge has its own style of treatment..
Treat these as speed breakers of your life..not heart breakers.
A fallen hero #1
Amidst an ocean of darkness;
Filled with blood of impurities;
Evilness as it's only essence;
But a spot of light a pearl like..
Fights to be a sun..
A lone warrior the battle field
Wiping the impurities with his pure blood..
Holding the arrows piercing his heart...his misfortunes..
An invincible one; yet leaves his heart with a cheeky smile..
Made his soul as the light of sun..
To defeat the darkness..and gone eternal..but..yet..who is he??
A journey of ups and downs
A journey with love and heart breaks
A journey to reality
A journey for nurturing you
To a good humane and not
A money yielding machine....
The one fighting..
Till the last breath..
Till the last drop of blood..
Till the last heart beat..
Till the last finger falls..
Till the last knife poked his back..
Against the misfortunes of life..
Carrying lots of faith..
Is a real hero unsung in everyone of us.
You changed my dreamless nights ..
And became a dream for me..
Drew me from reality to a world unknown..
Made my fingers as strings to sing for
Made my eyes as propagators of my heart....
And made a new one out of me..
And my dream...will you come in my reality?...
A permanent ice,yeah a permanent ice;
Which stood at even the volcanic temperatures of this field...
Melts into droplets by a single spark
The irony of an iron like ice...
The droplets now desires to evaporate..rather than to solidify;
But...yet..will the reason for the spark..come again for it..make it evaporate and combine with it??
The land and the sky...met...what!!!..
Yeah..land and sky met...quite ridiculous..
We met as those...created a bridge between the most distant ones..
The love became it's beam...
The water as rain from sky..
The water as vapour from land..
Indicates the love shared..
And the distance... disappeared..
I may not be liked by all...
I may not be accepted by all..
I may not be remembered by all whom I remember...
I may not get the same love which I give to the one...
I may not be a hero in the battle of life...
But..yet...am one of the most best eccedentesiasts....
There comes a time...when the whole world insults you...the once thought closer one hurts you.. your heart loses its confidence on its beat...but never lose your
cool...express your anger by silence..reciprocate it by your actions..live a life of success as a revenge......
Silence is the one used by me...when insulted...but never take that silence as an act of coward...
Because always silence is followed by..a storm...never make my silence to burst...!!
A lotus in an ocean...what??...
Yeah a lotus in the ocean...
Weird but..you came as a lotus in the ocean of my heart....it crossed the turbulent front waves..when nothing was able to do so...it settled in the deep and calm place...being only with salinity...a new beginning was born..once a turbulent waves now a child's fingers.....
But...yet....even a drop of water can't enter into the lotus...the ocean owned the lotus ...will the lotus???
I don't expect anything..so that I won't get hurt..
I don't feel that I own someone..so that when someone says mine doesn't hurt me...
I don't believe anyone to the core except my parents..so that my heart doesn't break....
But..yet...am I failing to do so with u.....is it my foolishness or...
it is called love...
The ears which can hear my pain...
The eyes which can see my tears...
The nose which can breathe for me...
The heart which can feel my pain...
The mind which can understand me...
When these lines of my dream becomes real????..still a mystery ...unsolved...for many.....
It takes humongous power to fight and resist your heart's feelings...against your brain's instincts...and doing so..may hurt you to the core...but..yet...you need to ..