CRY OF THE BROKEN HEART…..

THE dream that was not mine, have dared to dream for,
The cause which was not mine, have tried for,
Never felt this way before, just the way it is now,
It feels good to be special for someone,
May be not for life long or say for short span.
But this life brings twist whenever life goes on plain,
All was fine, happy, but! That one day...
The door of the tyrant world was opened,
A wind blew and took all that was mine; everything was left deserted, disorganized
As an earthquake in my life.
I knew it, it will happen soon.
But was not prepared to accept the truth,
What I thought was mine was not now and was never,
What was once my life is all gone,
I think it’s not anyone’s fault
It’s only me and my thoughts,
Want to thank it, for being for me for span of time,
To be mine and only mine.
We wished each other farewell and the next day,
When I opened my eyes again, it was you all gone...
I cried, cried a lot, but no one to hear,
The one, who was my life, left me unuttered alone in grief and despair.
This was the result to dream for a dream which was not mine but all real..!!!

Race for Money

Money , a lifeless object which travel many places ..
somewhere its green or say red.
available in colors and varied shapes.
sometime paper,sometime gold and silver,sometime just an alloy
it can turn animal out of plain man,
betrayal,killing ,brotherhood are some of its traits.
through theft ,robbed or bluff everyone want it to be their own.
money speaks through one's mind,deeds and the greedy eyes.
money! money! money! is what one want.
if you have it you are super among all,
its a status symbol but yes also need of an hour.
money being a paper walks through and sees many ups and down
some time it may be dazzle or shimmery or
some time dark path up side down.
Race is created for this and remember
the winner is not the one who gets the first but the one who gets many.
Being lifeless it can turn wheels.. and being the paper it can feed thee.
Being an alloy it showcase many era ,
gives happiness tough temporary .
it can buy things , take you to places ,nourish you ,educate you..
and if u have a special liking for it , it can ruin you.
oh money..!! you are lifeless but teemed with many facet!

The Inglorious Path

What we want we never get,
And what we get we easily forget.
Always regret on what we don’t have and what we do not posses
We are never satisfied of our achievements,
Sometime it is good to move forward and soar high, but it may also turn fatal which may dissatisfy;
A path of unfulfilled desire and dream, failures maybe it’s not but it may seem,
Many times in quest of finding the new we gamble with what we have,
It’s good if coin turns on our part.
But what if it’s not and never! We never get the new and also lose what we have.
I think major cause of the dissatisfaction is the unfulfilled desires and expectations which may not feasible at times,
It hurts to see other achieving our goals so easily and after continuous attempts you know that you failed,
It pinches that time when you are not but others are.
Ever thing then seems to be so dull, the new path may be not clear,
But without an option we are forced into and we choose that path which was never ours,
It decreases the gleam of satisfaction,
We are left with nothing, nothing to seek for, nothing to expect,
No goals and no aims in that,
The path goes on and on, just as the inglorious path!

The Inglorious Path.

What we want we never get,
And what we get we easily forget.
Always regret on what we don’t have and what we do not posses.
We are never satisfied of our achievements,
Sometime it is good to move forward and soar high, but it may also turn fatal which may dissatisfy;
A path of unfulfilled desire and dream, failures maybe it’s not but it may seem,
Many times in quest of finding the new we gamble with what we have,
It’s good if coin turns on our part.
But what if it’s not and never! We never get the new and also lose what we have.
I think major cause of the dissatisfaction is the unfulfilled desires and expectations which may not feasible at times,
It hurts to see other achieving our goals so easily and after continuous attempts you know that you failed,
It pinches that time when you are not but others are.
Ever thing then seems to be so dull, the new path may be not clear,
But without an option we are forced into and we choose that path which was never ours,
It decreases the gleam of satisfaction,
We are left with nothing, nothing to seek for, nothing to expect,
No goals and no aims in that,
The path goes on and on, just as the inglorious path!

.. ITS ME..!

She is sweet, she is caring,
cute and adorable is all her flairs,
love her the most ,she is the who matters to me the most,
always stood by me, praised me boost me up,
always accompany me when i am alone,
no one has complimented the way she does,
of my beauties, of my talents ,
to her it's me who matters the most,
no one so perfect yet the best,
without which I Will never be understood ,
majestic may not be her deeds,
but the fashion in which she deals adds charming gleam,
sparkle in her eyes, and promising bright smile on her face,
always says something to me ,
OH it's me!

Wings

What am I? What I want to be? Cannot be answered by anyone but me.
Lost in all wonders here
Which way to go, which way to come numerous passages here,
All have known the plight of their way and had set themselves to fly from here not alone
I am search of the wings to fly, want is of the wing, rest all would I will get the moment that come along.
Righteous may not be its path but am sure I would like it.
The day when I will find my wings I will soar high and will reach the places as never did,
Just I am in search of a wing that’s it.
Wings to my dream , wings to my aim , wings to my carrier , wings for me to fly , wings for me to fulfill the need.
All set would be if I find the key to my wings.
Wings may be found, though it may not be prestigious or fame,
But it will means most to me as it could make me what am I and what I want to be! .