Life … Mysterious Serious Arduous Tedious And Perilous. At times … Glamorous Hilarious Gracious Prosperous And Lustrous. Love … Delightful Mirthful Playful Wonderful And Eventful At times … Frightful Mournful Doubtful Distrustful And Dreadful Love and life The two shores And two sides Of life’s coin If balanced With equal wit, If sailed In true spirit, No doubt Ratifies Satisfies Glorifies And justifies What life is. 0 votedvote Listen to an audio recording of this...
Read MoreStorms, whenever they erupt, Ruin becomes their prime option, Sparing neither the rich or poor, Neither beauty nor ugliness, Devoid of all disparities, Without any mercy they strike, Leaving a trail of mass destruction. Likewise, love whenever it crops-up, Crosses all parameters. It’s instant, gushing and infinite, Yet dutiful, trustful and blissful. No force whatever can curtail it, No power whatever can stall it. An element of invaluable gift, It possess the instinct of sacrifice. No doubt,...
Read MoreSome lyrical thoughts Fill my heart of hearts, But the emerging poem, Though sad, is indeed a gem … Thus are the surging thoughts. Some budding thoughts Strike like a thunderbolt. Instead of showering flowers, They seek to unite true lovers … Thus are the surging thoughts. Some heart-rending thoughts Pierce from out of joy’s thirst. They provoke to provide succour To the starving poor … Thus are the surging thoughts. Some stirring thoughts Drown the mood of angst. Instead of...
Read MoreDestruction and devastation, Calamities and casualties. Where is peace? Where is solace? Is there a place without fears? Is there a region without tears? With torrential rains, The clouds create havoc. With storms and tornados, The winds create havoc. The fires create havoc, Going wild. The sea creates havoc, With depressions and winds. The nature creating havoc, With earthquakes and floods. Above all … We ourselves create rifts, Fighting and stirring up troubles, Vying to destroy one...
Read MoreSame, the very same illusions The very same apprehensions Distract the ever budding visions Dampening my future aspirations. As a child, life seemed more secure But vanished as an illusory nightmare; The heart-tempting youthful glitters Captivated me with romantic gestures. Fleeting time moved like a surging tide, Eclipsed by years, age felt the fade; So speedily, if destined is life to ride With what fickle-element is life made? Ups and downs, serenity and storms Inner eye focuses on life’s...
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