Monday, September 13, 2010

Poverty in 55 words



The flag was hovering magnificently in the space. Adorable was the sight to look at. Everyone stood wondered at the beauty, happily saluting to their duty. While all were blissful, one cute timid boy stared at the flag crying: " This stick has cloth, but for me". Essence of independence questioned itself in the boys verse.

FRIEND

Someone who brings in life new twist,



Twist from unknown to known,

Known treasure of success and joy,


Joy not only of fun and wealth,


Wealth of real you, discovers who,

Who is the push at every stop,


Stop where everyone trembles to go,


Go not, as it looks dull and grey,


Grey not just because of dirt and dust,


Dust of pessimism that blocks the path,


Path of roses ever to bloom,


Bloom heavily out of confidence is showed by him,


Him- the precious gift of Lord,


Lord in the form of mom, dad or so,


So called friend, who makes a sweetest bend,


Bend that makes us live.


Live the life to our fullest end,


End where we friends kiss the horizon,


Horizon of one’s last breathe,


Breathe of purity and satisfaction,


Satisfaction of having made a mark,


Mark just not for a year to last,


Last for ever but in everyone’s heart..


THE TREASURE : MY MOM

When I wish to describe you alone,


Why is it every time I go short of words..

To your love and care indeed am prone,

Someone whom I rank first among the lords..


Everyday we drink the cup of friendship art,


That tastes like amrith, even so fine..


Made which me to realize within my heart,


Entry of my life with her is so divine..


When I am with you, I will not even a tear,


Your touch indeed chased away all my fear..


You have given me a life, that I could live worthwhile,


It’s better every time with your smile..


It is so magical for what all you have made,


To bring back my faith that almost fade..


Now my life is a dream come true,


With you beside me, my life would never be blue..


A symphony of word and thought you bring,


Brought forth in tones to make my light heart sing..


I wish I could talk till the end of the day,


But now I am running out of things to say..


So, I end by the live that you already know,


This mystic meeting gave my life a glow..


That few have seen and only you will know..