Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Sunday, 10 January 2016

Love to me

Love to me ~
Love is beautiful.
Beautiful as the happening of day and night.
Love is strong
Strong as the greatest mountains.
Love is the force
As of the nature itself.
Love is in the longings of everybody's heart.
Sometimes clear, sometimes hidden.
At times ceased within by greed.
Love is in every reason for the feeling of joy.
Love is a teacher,
That's love for the life and it's lessons.
Love to me is greatest,
for mankind, for the lord, for nation and for family.
Love is boundless as air.
Love is in forgiveness and fairness.
Love is the soul of entire lifecycle.
Love is the gravity
that pulls a better life.
Love is the truth and
truth is most beautiful.

Monday, 21 December 2015

Love never dies

Love never dies even if its forgotten
Crushed or ceased within.
Love was there in the past,
Love is now in present
And love will be there in every time.
At times we choose to play blindfold,
For more practical matters of life.
Sometimes devil hits the bulls eye
and we can't see what is real and the truth.
Later we realize
What it was all about?
And truth says love was it all about.
Love never dies
Even in separation of the moments or the whole lifetime.
Love that travels from mother's arms to father's advice.
Brothers and sisters' friends and family.
Morals and country
and sweetheart's deep eyes.
Love never dies but the moments do,
Moments pass from time to time.
In this sweet by and by,
Sometimes we live for things and love just remains in few wondering eyes.
But it's never gone forever,
Because love never dies.
If it's not now it will be there.
All I can feel deep in my heart,
What leaves us empty is not money,
Neither it's any other virtue of life,
But missing love and a broken heart.
If love is there,
It will bring along all other noble virtues of life.
So you only remember,
Love never dies.

Friday, 18 September 2015

Peace out

I hear a scream
Which I have heard before
Coming from under a roof
And silenced under many.
I wonder why one shall shout
To be heard by one standing near
Once who was so dear.
Once who did converse without a single word.
Irony of the world
That we let the beauty fade ,
Over the time and let anger
rise over the head,
and somebody's smile is ceased,
and left to shed tears instead.
The cruel words begins to pollinate
such clumsy fear
That supposed to be flourished
by rather beautiful traits.
Let not grow loathing to rule over,
retreat to your imaginary boundaries and timetravel to your moments of joy.
For, peace shall be healing
that wounded heart and
The world must be calling for another beautiful start.
Peace out as much as you should
Follow the heart as much as you could.
Deeper in the core
you and me and all
are bestowed with a kindered heart.
So let not grow loathing to rule over,
let love, peace and harmony to take over.

Sunday, 30 August 2015

Sentiments

Sentiments that enlighten a human soul.
To know who and what to be cared.
Sometimes hugely to provide 
The sense of being humane.
Sentiments also often happen to be the root cause of the pain,
For the tender heart.
When the world playing many games.
One who doesn't keep with the pace,
Often hurt and teardrops roll accompanied with the pain.
But the sentiments for the true shall clean and move an apathetic heart.
As trees and their leaves gets cleansed in the rain.
Sentiments must be protected from demolishing rationality of your brain.
Because by and large the world wouldn't care tenderness of your heart, 
in the name of the game that is life.
Sentiments are the guide, 
that will take you to the path of understanding and reasoning good and the bad.
Ignorance as it sounds is surely dark and dreary.
Therefore sentiments of sorrow shouldn't let you walk towards the dark.
As enlightenment is the state of mind for the wise and for the sane.
How every  now and then we cry in the rain to hide the tears.
How in dark we swallow the guilt of hurting someone.
As long as your sentiment keep knocking at the closed door of your heart.
It makes sense, for that only reflect the good side of your heart.
Even if you can't hide your emotions.
Even if you can't hold the tears inside,
Should let them flow, 
As this only shows how you will grow,
in the light of knowing the unknown,
in the light of not to be insane.
For, sentiments show how you possess a beautiful heart.


Saturday, 22 August 2015

Manjhi ~ The mountain man

Repressed by the social bias,
Living through the differences of so called superiors and inferiors by caste.
He lived to be nothing but humane,
In the darkness of the night of social apathy.
lead by uppity leaders and gold diggers.
Exploited and harassed.
He found happiness in love of his wife.
Alas! his happiness didn't last.
For, he lost the love of his life,
to the mountain that she couldn't cross.
As she fell to death, once she came down.
Succumbed to death to her wounds and lack of treatment he couldn't afford.
As there were obstacles of poverty and that mountain.
The poor lost his love and his faith in life.
Only left with rage against the mountain of physical and social barriers once it did guard.
He sold his goats to buy a hammer and chisel,
To bring him salvation he was determined to break the mountain to carve a path.
By hammering that mountain, to breaking it through.
And did so with love in his heart as he prayed the stones and broke them every day, month and years for twenty two long long years of his quest.
He carved a niche and also carved that path.
That eventually lead to bring him solace and proved how love is much stronger in any race.
Alas! he left the world one fine day too,
Hoping his struggle might bring prosperity to his land.
A road that will be mighty as his faith.
He walked miles and miles to make it so
and returned empty handed but found his grace.
May the world knows his story and understands his agony.
May we learn by his angst against the social indifference for the poor, for the repressed.
And we shall be indebted to his legacy.
# A tribute to Dashrath Manjhi "Dashrath Baba" and his life story that has definitely thrown light on the lives of those poor and repressed, who are well part of our society that we all know very well. I was definitely inspired by his quest and his movement so had to write a little about his quest. There is a fine movie out there as well now. Watch it if it moves you too.

Wednesday, 5 August 2015

I wish it to be true

I wish it to be true.
I wish the mankind was kind enough to each men and women.
I wish the earth does stay green and young as it was forever.
I wish the world was one and we were it's  only citizen.
I wish greed wasn't the driving force but it to be the truth.
I wish love wasn't a game but was natural as it occurs.
I wish the differences were not so real, when the common goal is peace and happiness and no betrayal.
I wish we can choose the good against the bad and I wish we can see both sides of the good and the bad.
I wish we didn't have to live for only bread and butter but for the passion and for it's common lovers.
I wish there was balance between growth and the nature.
And I wish we cared as much as we love our nature.
I wish to be a traveler,
I wish to be a lover.
I wish to be wise, thoughtful and a doer,
I wish that and I wish my heart to not be insane ever.
I wish this journey that is life to find me the light.
The light that ignites the best of me.
The light of God that shines on me.
I wish to live and to see the rest living a beautiful life for the love, for peace and for wisdom.
I wish it to be true.

Tuesday, 21 July 2015

Let go the fears

When the stars are bright and the moon is glimmering
I sit down pondering over my thoughts.
wriggling my conscience
and I find myself rapt in reminiscence of an old dream.
The dream so dear, dream which I ever had.
It brings along some old fears,
fears I am scared of fear which are demons in disguise.
But looking close now the fears are real but not invincible.
Inside my heart I know what I want,
By all my heart I know I will find my way,
to reach the destination.
So I let go my fears so I let go those demons.
I constantly teach myself to let go the
evils of the soul.
To save myself I won't even need the ace in the hole.
So I want to break the chains, I want to open the doors.
I want my life, I want my dream, I want my love.
I want my head and soul in sync.
I want nothing that makes my head spin.
Far from the galaxy  as we might just be
A tiny dot and that's not just me but we all.
So do you care about the silly world at all.
No matter when you start.
As life is it will happen only once to you, to me.
So just follow your heart, follow your dreams.





Wednesday, 15 July 2015

Longings of my heart

I hide a lot of love away in my heart
to respond to the pain that tries it to break,
and I try to protect it with all my strength 
Never to let it break.
Even when I am lowest I hope to get the strength
to protect my heart.
I try hard to protect my heart 
but often it fears to break,

what I see is often what I feel
But what I feel in completeness is
what I see and what I imagine to see.
This complexity is caused by none but you and me.
The world is you and I is me.

Over the passage of time,
which passed with smiles and rants
mostly with twinges and pangs.
The way I feel, is hard to explain.

A heartache, belongs not only to me
Ask your heart sometime,
It's more about the world than you and me.
How a bird is caged and an animal slaughtered
how a flower wilts and a tree is withered.

Society,that makes no sense
that doesn't know to spare a moment of truth and love.
Why it is that often lingers in the middle
Goes not so  far, never comes too close.
I wonder, why there is always a chase.
Morals are only preached, values only told.

So why it can not be true that we educate ourselves
a little love and hope, dreams and longings, love and peace.
Smiles and happiness to spread equally and for all.
I dream and hope that all search within and find this dream,
to be true, to live forever.



Tuesday, 23 June 2015

O Traveler !

Treading carelessly through the pebbly path,
Sometimes brightly under the sun,
sometimes walking in the dark, 
Mostly searching for a light.
Not the sunlight that provides warmth,
but sunshine that shines upon the soul.
coming across throngs of travelers.
Travelers ! O my co travelers !
is it that I am not like you or is it that you are not like me.
you walk on your way and I do so too.
we walk the path all along but never the same.
But we walk and we keep walking.
As we walk our ways at times we stop,
reflecting upon our journeys so far only to find how far is still we haven't tread?
Lonely at times, at times in pain, hurt, broken and yet ready to go.
Like in this lonely hour I sit calmly.
Suppressing the agony of being what I am not meant to be, 
Suppressing the agony of living in a world that's not enough.
But I know I got to travel far, far away where I can see the light shining upon me.
So the loneliness is not hurting not haunting either.
I tell my heart to be calm, I tell from the bottom of my heart the same to be calm.
Be calm and find the best path you must travel.
I will be traveling mine and I won't stop till the end.
Till the end of my life, 
And I will find the light.


Tuesday, 26 May 2015

Place where I belong

I know no paradise
As no one has ever seen
except the mystical image of mere imagination.
So the place where I belong
I must call it paradise.
The land of my forefathers and
my motherland.
When I begin to think to write something about the place,
I am not afraid of falling short of words
but perchance I know all blank pages will be filled and ink would dry.
such is the scenic beauty of my native land.
Such is the love and respect that I bow down to touch the feet of my motherland every time I reach there.
Ever since I played around the trees
as a kid,
every time I laid down on the grass
Looking up in the sky and looking around the green mountains and snowcapped great Himalayan range to the north.
I happened to dream.
seen as the white guardian and metaphor of my dreams.
I get stuck in awe of the beautiful place and thank God for the kinship with the flora and fauna and the mountains.
So every dream that I dreamt of
Every dream that I have somehow connected to my native land.
Provides spiritual light and solace to my heart.
For the place I belong teaches me dreaming and teaches me the way of life ever.
That feeling cold winterchill running by my cheeks and image of rain water drops on green grass and tree leaves.
reminds me the beauty of life
and gives me that message to live a life worth a thousand lives.
The chirping of the birds and the sound of waterfalls and the blowing wind to even the sound of the quite night.
provides the soothing music to my soul to be clean to be pure.
The place where I belong is my beautiful motherland.
The countryside and beautiful people and their innocent smile of kids to old people.
I feel every bit of it alive inside my heart.
Wherever I am and wherever I will ever be
I will not forget the fragrance of the soil of my motherland and when my time is up I wish to be mingled in the same soil of my motherland.
Such love and such respect I have and the people have for their motherland.
Love your soil and your native place where you belong.

Monday, 25 May 2015

Light of a shooting star

Somewhere deep down in my heart
I feel like a lonely star
But now I have found
light inside my heart.
And I am going to glow
till the time,
I fall from the sky.
But I wish when I fall
I become a shooting star
and bring smiles to people
even those living afar
A few good hearted people,
So that I don't fall for no reason.
I love every bit of being
in a good state of mind
with love in my heart,
and a journey song on my lips
I just want to follow my dreams.
Although as the world goes by
For every good there is bad.
Broken heart, a lonely star
I feel gloomy again
I feel gloomy often to see
how inhuman, we human have been,
over the time.
Old men still pulling carts
women struggling to find little love and respect what they deserve.
where money rules and values stumble
malice in hearts and honesty is withered.
Alas! I am again a broken heart.
And I feel like a lonely star.
But let me show my gratitude
towards none but my kind Lord,
As his light shines on me
And I can find light inside my heart.
And I am going to glow till the time
I fall from the sky,
and I wish to glow till I last.

Thursday, 21 May 2015

Stairway of love

In the lonely hours
I ponder over you
I ponder over the time
I would be with you.
Looking into your eyes
telling you about, dreams of my life
and together planning to shape our dreams to come true.
I feel only love that can bring out the ocean of emotions
inside me that's been accumulating odd streams and
that has been stagnant ever.
Only love can get that ocean, burst out through my eyes, for once and for all.
To bring solace to my heart.
And I can be free from
the demons of my tarnished soul.
For never I wish to become an attorney of the devil
Neither I proclaim to be one among the angels.
I just want to be
a good hearted man.
Who loves you forever.
And fights against all the odds
to see your beautiful smile.
To be sane to be loved,
to be a good man all I
want is your love my sweetheart.
I might not promise you to bring the stars but I will provide you with every ounce of love held inside my heart.
For I put all my faith in the fact
Love is the only priceless thing in life you can ever get and ever give.
So I say this to you my sweetheart
I love you.
I love you from the bottom of my heart.




Monday, 20 April 2015

Sunshine

With blinking eyes when light flashed on as curtains slide.
I wake up still wondering about the sweetest dream I had.
To see my real one.
I wish to wake up to the sight of blooming flowers.

I wish to wake to see the mountains shining in the glimmering sunshine.
To feel the breeze on my cheeks to remind how beautiful and grateful my life has been.
To find a kitten still not willing to leave the quilt
While, the early riser pup asking me to follow him on another early morning walk.

I wish to wake up to find my beautiful family by my side.
Still, scolding may be, yet today I didn't follow for what, they asked.
I wish to wake up the same as the day begins.
Leaving the dark and following the light.

I wish to wake up to make a difference
Still, I just want to live as dearly as I can.
I hope to see almost everybody wakes up with a calm head and with a beautiful smile.
So there be none, who wakes up with another wrecking plan.
So there be none, who falls for the dark instead of the sun.
I wish to wake up to rejoice such beautiful morning.
No matter how I did, but, I wish to wake up to live up to such wonderful day, Today, tomorrow and almost everyday.
God Bless the world !!!

Thursday, 26 February 2015

Irony of Modern Society

I wonder how along with the time
The world has changed
For the good
But not in every sense.
The number of people growing
To a countless digits across the world.
The number grows
So does the advancement too.

No doubt we got luxurious life
Although, still a dream for the most.
We call it modern society.
And the modern society is crazy
I call it crazy society.
My belief grows stronger almost everyday
Isn't it funny in every sense
We are crazy about clothes to cellphones
And we are crazy about Cars to buildings
Rather than the essentials for mankind and nature.

In this outrage of dust and smoke
Produced by the cars, factories,
Air conditioners to the radiation
Coming out from the sneaky electronical products.
The humanity suffers
with loss of faith in life
and with the loss of health and wellness.

In the air there was supposed to be fresh breathable air
But germs and bacterias flying their own imaginary fighter planes now.
Forcing to hide our faces behind the mask
before we come out.
Some unfortunate dying before their time, and this is just one thing.

Ironically the love for a luxurious life
Surpasses the love for the nature
Mother earth suffers with the loss
But the modern society rejoice
with the temporary joy.
The love for merely a fur and furniture
Pulls us kill to kill a tree and an innocent animal.

The point I am trying to make is
To grow the similar Compassion
That we have for Cars and boats
To trees and the less travelled roads
To save the earth
To save ourselves and those we love.
To save the generations to come.

Rise above the ordinary.......

Wednesday, 14 January 2015

WHERE THE SWEET LOVE HAS LOST

I am finding love
Where has it lost
The sweetest thing 
In the world.

I am lonely sometimes
And sometimes I dream
That love comes calling back
The sweetest love that once I felt.

But when I see
The killing spree
In the world
Of lies and greed

I tend to loose my hope
for, love has lost !
And it costs
The peace of mind.

The time has come
When we must save the world
And the remedy of the epidemic
That has spread,
is only love and is only peace.

I don't quite understand
What is the fuss
About the revenge and kill
When people still
Die hungry and not sheltered.

I know it's not easy world
Unless the moment of truth
Is still far from many of us
But the world must try
To find some love and peace.

I am finding love
Nevermind my selfish love,
But the ordinary love
Where has it lost
The sweetest thing 
In the world.