Thoughts that linger

 

On my mind straight from the start,

On my mind never to depart,

Kinds of day senses are alert.

Like blood it flows which makes me assert.

Thoughts that linger that’s hard to revert.

Such is that craving that of dessert.

Craving that grows makes me so low.

A day that is blue and time passes so slow.

DEEDS

About this world where we live.

All its pain and all its bliss.

Tears you shed and smile you had.

All I’ve come to know is this.

A part time place just as abyss.

All your riches and all your glitch.

All your gains and all your fans.

Is nothing at all, simple as this.

What we take with us is deeds.

Good or bad for us it heeds.

Make Us Praise

Rain, rain heal our pain.

Rain, rain give us gain.

From the soil head a vein.

Ripe fruits for the brain.

Soothe our soul without drain.

Keep us supple without mane.

Rain,rain make us praise.

What we get from the haze. 

Life's Sail

 

Never is a burden too big or too cold.

As long as we feel that we too are bold.

Never is it heavy to make us fall.

As long as we hold on to the call.

Never can we dismay or even fail.

As long as we control our life’s sail.

Time to Fly

Fly high where view is fine.

Up above to the silver line.

With that hope that’s inside.

To that land where you’ll shine.

Beneath where flows a clear sea.

With trees so green for you to see.

Dancing daffodils to the tunes of wind.

Luminous lights of various kind.

Sparkling waters and sweet scents.

A wondrous place is such to descend.

Glimpse Of Hope

Within my soul, the hollow that is felt.

An unknown ache, which does make me melt.

A current so strong, which takes me along.

To a path unknown, that might be too wrong.

The last of my faith, and that of my hope.

Kept in its place, with such a thin rope.

A glimpse of light, towards I walk.

Knowing in heart, it too can revoke. 

On Cloud Nine

Sometimes we are only fine.

Sometimes we are on cloud nine.

Up and down round and round.

Sometimes both feet on the ground.

Happiness varies each moment.

Taking us through such torment.

Hues of color that of clouds.

Such is happiness can say loud.

What upcoming hard to guess.

Is it truth or acts to impress.

Colorful faces with cruel souls.

Hiding behind their truth and fouls.

Motive behind all their talk.

Too keeps hidden as they walk.

Though my feet is on cloud nine.

I’m aware of such gruesome lines. 

When I'm Gone

I worry about you, after me.

I care what you’ll be, after me.

After me, how you are going to live.

My child I worry, what I can give.

My worries are more, day and night.

I want to know for sure, if you are alright.

Before I leave, away from your side.

I want to spend time, with you beside.

What goes inside is hard to define.

Want to say love you, coz you are mine.

MOTHER'S LOVE

A love that grows, a love that molds.

A love that shapes, with hugs and holds.

Though heavy nine months, for her it make.

She carries and walk, with pride though aches.

All times she pushes her ache aside.

With love for the child, in her resides.

To make them worth, and warm inside.

She does all chores, so to preside.

She hide her tears, she hides her pain.

Though in losses or when in drain.

Though grownups, or as infants.

Love for her child is just alike.

A love which has, no substitutes.

A love given, without constitutes.

A love so true, a love so right.

A mother’s love, from heart is bright.

Fill In The Blanks

When I was young I used to play.

Fill in the blanks when classes delay.

When at home no mood to recite.

Just with friends when mom not at sight.

Days went by and it was fun.

To be part of and join the run.

Since grownup I still can find.

Men with such game on mind.

Wife and kids to play at ground.

One replaced when not around.

In their minds they have this game.

Want someone to fill as same.

Empty space and lonely time.

Just like the game we played that time.

For men who has the game on mind.

Like to say life's hard to find.

MOVING ON

Sun rises and it sets, with such pain on my soul.

I wish I be too rid of, and can be just as whole.

Wish I can too build up, strong and tough kind of  walls.

I wish I too can  keep up, with unjust and ruthless falls.

Days are hard and difficult, just for me to go on.

I wonder why so easy, just for some to move on.

TIME

As bud blooms with time,

A wound heals in time.

As time it takes to build,

It takes time to wilt.

A news of some dread,

A time for it to spread.

At times one can hide,

The true colors inside.

A time for joy ride, 

With love and pride.

In time I say it heals,

A time for past to seal.

Time stops for none, 

Until your day is done.

A TRANSIT

With every step I take.
With every move I make.

With every trust that break.

With every tear I shed.

With every fear I had.

What all the things I dread.

Made me strong instead.

In every time I fall.

At times I hear your call.

Made me do recall.

Life here in this world.
Is just a transit for all.

TO CRY OUT LOUD

A hidden need inside my soul.

A need for me to cry out loud.

A silent wish, which wants to come out.

Hardly knows, when to get out.

Day and night, restless it waits.

Inside my eyes, to fall out straight.

The pressure it puts, is so hard to raise.

I wish It get rids, so I can too rise.

TRY AGAIN

.Although there is too much rain

.Though life has gone into drain

.Never give up life in vain

.Try again though you have pain

.You can beat up you just can

.Never let go of your gain

BEAUTIFUL LAKE

As I lay here all awake.

Thoughts were of the beautiful lake.

The time we spent there on our break.

Marching together with handshake.

Talking laughing fun we make.

Awesome time we can’t get back.

One Day At A Time

Life’s lessons are hard to learn.

Like spend is easy yet hard to earn.

Whether respect or just money.

Wealth and health food or honey.

There is no one who is spared.

All have problems some are scared.

It’s a talent to deal with fine.

If it’s taken a day at a time.

My Chubby Cheeks

In my mind’s eye, I see a lovely face.

A smile and a blink makes my heart race.

The light illuminated is that of a star.

Not a single line neither any scar.

Ambiance when around is like a gentle breeze.

Hardly able not to, give a hug and squeeze.

Betrayal

Skin full of wrinkles, hair full of grey.

Age fifty two, in heart twenty five.

With shades of color, they hide the grey.

Although married, they do betray.

What they want is, strong in flesh.

A little witty, and something fresh.

Gifts, food and toys to make them love.

Sometimes money, just to keep them stick.

In worldly fun, they forget to pray.

I feel so sorry, coz they are prey.

BLESSINGS

Things all that we want.

Things all that we have.

One or the other, some may not even have.

A roof as a shelter, and so much to eat.

A cloth just to lay down,with no one to greet.

A loaf of bread, with chocolate and honey

Not just a coin, or even some money. 

For Some are blessed with, only a day.

It is just a blessing, to live another day.

Why Do I

One at a time, a wave hits the shore.

Thoughts come to mind, which makes me shiver.

Although there is, just no one around.

Why do I have, your thoughts to surround.

No hint of why, my heart feels so blue.

I wish I have, for all this some clue.

Just As I Thought

Just as I thought, It reached to an end.

Just as I thought, my heart seem to mend.

Just as I thought, I knew to pretend.

Just as I thought, things too can amend.

Just as I thought, I too can spend.

A joyous life without such fond.

Just in that instant, thoughts flash back to mind.

Despite The Silence

A need to be held, so close with trust.

A need to be felt, the soothing zest.

Emptiness felt, when not around.

Makes my heart go, round and round.

The eyes that gives, a soothing bliss.

Makes me blue, and always miss.

Though I hide, my thoughts inside.

Despite the silence, in heart you reside.

AWESOME KNIGHT

 

 

 

A story of a girl who dreamt of a knight.

Fell for a gigalo without her might.

His life like a hive with so many wives.

For him not enough, though ten or five.

A call of a granny can make his day.

A penny from a nanny can make him play.

Though saggy or old, though big or small.

Count doesn’t matter, beside or by phone.

The more they are, for him it gets better.

A life with a gigalo, for some is fine.

But what she says, “Just not my style”.

A Beautiful Day

A garden full of blooms, a sky full of hues.

Rare is the sight, which sends such fumes.

Winds that gust, and waves on the shore.

Make one jump up, with fun and adore.

Clouds of rain, drizzles on the ground.

Drop by drop which makes us surround.

Such a lovely scene, though rare it is.

A day to be together, a day this is.

CLOSE AT HEART

 

 

 

 

 

Away from home I spend my time.

Smiling, laughing and making friends.

Day and night though on rides.

At some point though good at hides.

Thoughts of them does fill my eyes.

With unshed tears which kept aside.

Hardly able to reside.

Aimless it falls on my cheek.

A piece so priceless to me they weigh.

Afar and away though they may stay.

Close at heart forever they stay.