Life is a crusade…

It follows unusual path and peculiar turns…
Sometimes gifts us flowers; sometimes just thorns…
It’s a known path at times we feel,
And at times we spin obscure like a reel…

Moments of joy, happiness, anxiety or care…
Moments of crying, sadness or tear…
It gives us moments to cherish which are rare…
Moments with loved ones and strangers we share…

Sometimes we feel happy or sometimes get hurt…
We may be silent or we may just blurt…
All this makes life worthy of living…
It makes living a wonderful feeling…!!

A Sweet Bond...

Sometimes life is tough & we feel sad…
Everything in life seems so bad.
Seems like world is a lousy place,
Everyone appears to be running in a mad race.

Nobody cares for us we think,
And we are just on the felicity's brink…
Sitting on the fence we feel so lonely,
We feel we may be alone here only..

But, then someone comes & shows us the way,
You should not worry they come near & say.
They tell you, Look, this is not the end,
Share it all with some close friend..

Someone who senses your mood swings,
When you are sad their telephone rings...
Someone who cares for your happiness,
A person who gets worried in your sadness…

At that point be close to that friend…
Sit & talk like the day has no end..
Share your joy & share your pains,
Bcoz they share a bond which forever remains…!!

Relations & Expectations

I don't ask for promises
...as promises people break.
I don't care for beauty
...as looks can be fake.
I don't look for money
...as monetary position can shake.

I do wish for love
...as I am not a flake.
I do hope for care
...else no sense life will make.

I bank on friendship in all relations
...as only friends can have the grace.
I only look for understanding
...as everything else will trace.


Wordweb->
flake: a person with unusual or odd personality.
trace: follow or ascertain the course of development of something

When its away...

We throw them aside, we dump them away...
Why do these emotions then keep coming in our way...?

We show to the world that we are happy everyday...
Rarely people know how our heart feels anyway..

Its a stream of emotions & i want to sway...
Is it silence or it is fray?
Why do I feel it near when its always away?

Weird or Strange

Some things are weird or should I call them strange?

Life transitions, people come & leave…
WE are in the web of life which everyday God will weave…
Sometimes WE believe this, sometimes WE can’t…
Sometimes WE get things & sometimes not WE want…

WE change our role; WE play our part and never hold on…
WE keep moving and life goes on…
Sometimes WE smile, sometimes WE sigh...
WE are born, WE live & WE die…

But somewhere in the WE that ME is lost…
Am I a bit slow or the life is too fast?
God is the one who will invert that ‘W’ in WE...
He is the one who will bring back the same old ME…

God is the creator of the web of life…
He slices the time; he chops it with knife…
The sole writer of this play called life…
The characters in this play are numerous & rife…

I play with words, he plays with roles…
I fiddle with means, he sets the goals…
I try to act, he cuts the scene…
I want to ask him why he is sometimes so mean…

Is it weird or should I call it strange?

I firmly believe the most constant thing in life is change…
One day OUR prayers will be in God’s reception’s range…
That day things in life won’t be weird & life itself won’t be strange….

Have your heard what the raindrops say?

It rained today,its a beautiful night,
The night wished she cud hug her moon tight.
But moon is somewhere very far,
It’s a rainy night with no moon & no star.

The rain is beautiful still the night misses her moon,
She wishes that she could meet him soon.
The raindrops falling are singing some song,
They make her feel that moon is somewhere along.

She thinks the moon is just at the other end,
And with him soon elegant time she will spend.
You know what the raindrops while falling on the earth have said to night,
Feel his presence in the air, if you can’t have his sight.

If i were...

If I were...
... a star.
I wish I could share your sky.

If I were...
... a flower.
I wish I could present myself when you cry.

If I were...
... a fish.
I wish I could swim in the stream of your emotions.

If I were...
... a rainbow.
I wish I could color your life with colors of God's creations.