Tuesday, August 10, 2010

50th POEM on blog...congratulations!!!!!




















MY MID-NIGHT BLUE SKY


Looking at the mid- night blue sky.
My heart wants to fly.

To touch those twinkling stars,
To know, Are they really that far??

I wish to stand on the mountain top,
Want this track of happiness to never stop.

Reality seems not so Bad,
To know them , I'm so Glad.

Realised the life's fact and its drifts,
Found people around, who are no less than gifts.

Happy is me to walk alone and on thorns,
Happy is me to still feel like a new born.

Mid-night blue brings dream to me,
In hope to achieve, I ooze with glee.

Feels, the silver DOTS gives a kiss,
The moon bestows pure drops of bliss.

With feeling this, I fall asleep,
When opened eyes, It was hard to believe..
The dreams so far wished, got fulfilled,
The castle of dreams was completely build

Dedicated to( Surabhi keshav, Puja di,Sushmita di Gaurav Saraswat bhaiya(brother-in-law))

STORY OF WILL

Heart says something has lost,
But eyes can't see beyond the frost.

Realized the fact that was hidden,
Stepped into the city which was forbidden.

What has lost is unknown to self ,
In search waited but didn't cried for help.

Don't know what God wants next,
Why he pins the wound 'N' take more test.

Walked with bleeding foot, with same smile,
Made the will stronger, which was once fragile.

Won't give up, no matter what comes in your way,
Don't let your strength ever melt like clay.

You have people around to love you n they will go never,
The path is near, which will keep you smiling forever.

Sunday, August 1, 2010



MYSTERY OF NEXT ROAD

Its necessary to go to come back again,
To reach happiness, mandatory is that lane of pain.

Life changes from the option you choose,
Can't get back those relation, which once you lose.


'MOVING IS LIVING' is what all says,
Said it casually and all went away.

Nothing matter after a passage of TIME.
All sweet relations turns real LIME.

One can't predict, when the road turns,
It can take back life into a U- TURN.
Or may tell into pieces how life Churns.

May be the happiness is in next lane,
May be who left, is standing to come back again.

Don't expect, and wait for SURPRISES,
Just keep walking, until the Sun rises.