Its True Or My Superstition

We all believed at you,
O' mighty god where were you?

When world step in foul
All around us was traitorous,
O' mighty god where were you?

When people lost their life,
all around us mournful cry,
O' mighty god where were you?

When children were deprived
from education and care
and took in hand loaded cartridges

O' mighty god where were you?
When there was faint hope of bright
and around us was dark night

O' mighty god where were you?
When people suffered in wizard conditions
put best efforts to persist

Now the time has change,
So do people and thoughts,
But faith in you remain so!


Copyright ©2009 Anshu Toppo

Present situation

What’s my objective, what’s my goal?

Am I not focused to have a fair flow!

This articulate question makes an oblique in my mere.

My aim, my motive is running away

Losing time will never be back

Putting all things apart now I need to construct my confidence to regain the lost in short span.

Cycle goes and goes and never returns

As this is the simple logic of energy conservation

The more you put the more you get

Never think of the result first but put your best foot forward..!!
 

Articulate

Simple life of a mediocar

Hustle and bustle all rounds

Futile existence searching for persistence

Want to leave the stable pug marks,

Not ruined by any storm that is harsh,

Stable not wobble, static not running,

Not powerful yet not dim

Waiting for a day

Some day and sometime

I will be..!!

CASIO

Life like a cascade

See lots of up and down

May be like a meander across a ravine

Or as velvet petals of rosy flower

Seeing as if motivating one feels at rising solar star.

Fickle is one as a see saw takes the path which is heavier

A ship sailing in stormy dark night

Like a knight finding its path

Trumpet would be blown if reaches its part or may be drowned unnoticed and unremarked..!!